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Identifier: littlefolksinfea00mill (find matches)
Title: Little folks in feathers and fur, and others in neither
Year: 1875 (1870s)
Authors: (Miller, Harriet (Mann) Mrs.), 1831- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Zoology
Publisher: Hartford, Conn., Dustin, Gilman & co. Cincinnati, Ohio, Queen city publishing co. (etc., etc.)
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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cksaway his winter food.In the picture theground is cut awayto show you the lit-tle home, its longhalls, its store-roomsand the nursery fullof babies. While inthe fore-ground Mr.and Mrs. Tamias areout after their dinner.Some squirrelssleep all winter, andneed no food, but this little fellow is too lively for that. When thewinds and snow of winter make it unpleasant to go out, Mr.Squirrel and his wife and babies — if his children havent all set uphouse-keeping for themselves — retire to the cozy home, and spenda quiet winter, with plenty to eat. You may think such a lifewould be rather dull, without books and other amusements, but youknow the highest delight of an animal is plenty of food and a com-fortable bed. In the country, where beech-nuts grow, these littlefellows often lay up their whole store of them. When T was achild, I had a present from a country boy of half a bushel of beech-nuts, all beautifully shelled, ready to eat, that were taken from oneof the storekeepers nests.
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16 LITTLE FOLKS Although I was very fond of beech-nuts, and they were exquis-itely neat, I could not enjoy them for thinking of the poor squirrelthat had been robbed. If I had known where he lived, I wouldhave returned them. Did you ever see a squirrel eat? He sits up straight, takes anut in his fore paws, and just nibbles the shell off. You can easilyimagine that he must have very sharp teeth, and also that such hardwork must dull them. How do you suppose he keeps them sharp?He has no grindstone or other tool. It is an exquisitely beaujtifulprovision of Providence. His teeth are made of tough ivory, andcoated on the outside with a thin surface of enamel, as hard as steel.Now, as he uses his teeth, the ivory wears off first, always leaving asharp cutting-edge of the enamel. I must tell you why the Indians call this merry little chattererby such a dreadful name as the Ogress, and why the Indian child-ren think it brings bad luck to kill one. You know Indians cant read, and during the l

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