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Title: Squirrels and other fur-bearers
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Burroughs, John, 1837-1921
Subjects: Animal behavior Mammals
Publisher: Boston and New York, Houghton, Mifflin and company
Contributing Library: Boston College Libraries
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e of leaves. There was no variation in hismanner of proceeding all the time I observedhim. He was alert, cautious, and exceedingly me-thodical. He had found safety in a certaincourse, and he did not at any time deviate ahairs breadth from it. Something seemed tosay to him all the time, Beware, beware! The nervous, impetuous ways of these creaturesare no doubt the result of the life of fear whichthey lead. My chipmunk had no companion. He lived allby himself in true hermit fashion, as is usuallythe case with this squirrel. Provident creaturethat he is, one would think that he would long agohave discovered that heat, and therefore food, iseconomized by two or three nesting together. One day in early spring, a chipmunk that livednear me met with a terrible adventure, thememory of which will probably be handed downthrough many generations of its family. I wassitting in the summer-house with Nig the catupon my knee, when the chipmunk came out ofits den a few feet away, and ran quickly to a
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CHIPMUNK THE CHIPMUNK 19 pile of chestnut posts about twenty yards fromwhere I sat. Nig saw it, and was off my lapupon the floor in an instant. I spoke sharplyto the cat, when she sat down and folded herpaws under her, and regarded the squirrel, as Ithought, with only a dreamy kind of interest.I fancied she thought it a hopeless case thereamid that pile of posts. That is not your game,Nig, I said, so spare yourself any anxiety.Just then I was called to the house, where I wasdetained about five minutes. As I returned Imet Nig coming to the house with the chipmunkin her mouth. She had the air of one who hadwon a wager. She carried the chipmunk by thethroat, and its body hung limp from her mouth.I quickly took the squirrel from her, and reprovedher sharply. It lay in my hand as if dead, thoughI saw no marks of the cats teeth upon it. Pre-sently it gasped for its breath, then again andagain. I saw that the cat had simply choked it.Quickly the film passed off its eyes, its heartbegan visib

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