Usually the red squirrel (Sciurus Hudsonius) waked me in the dawn, coursing over the roof and up and down the sides of the house, as
I could relate to this as these little critter can be quite noisy scampering along roofs or dropping nuts or pebbles on roofs.
ills. They were manifestly thieves, and I had not much respect for them; but the squirrels, though at first shy, went to work as if they were taking what was their own
I find it interesting that he does not have much respect for the jays. To him they are just thieving what he has given to the squirrel.
within a few rods. If I endeavored to overtake him in a boat, in order to see how he would manœuvre, he would dive and be completely lost, so that I did not discover him again, sometimes, till the latter
The game of cat and mouse which he plays on the loons terms, seems to have no chance of success.
again. I found that it was as well for me to rest on my oars and wait his reappearing as to endeavor to calculate where
He seems to find out chasing the bird is almost impossible, and trying to anticipate where the bird may come up may be his best chance.
of frogs. As I walked in the woods to see the birds and squirrels, so I walked in the village to see t
Even though he enjoys his piece of nature, he still wants some human interaction. Both places seem to have their own uses.
about these times. For the most part I escaped wonderfully from these dangers, either by proceeding at once boldly and without deliberation to the goal, as is recommended to those who run the gantlet, or by keeping my thoughts on high t
He enjoyed the simple life, yet he was still enticed by all of the attractants town. He was bale to use his positive thought to stay the coarse that he set for himself.
It was a singular experience that long acquaintance which I cultivated with beans, what with planting, and hoeing, and harvesting, and threshing, and picking over and selling them,—the last was the hardest of all,—I might add eating, for I did taste.
I find it interesting the way he the word cultivated. I expected him to use it as an example of harvest, not to explain the his companionship to his crop.
oil. When my hoe tinkled against the stones, that music echoed to the woods and the sky, and was an accompaniment to my labor which yielded aninstant and immeasurable cr
As his hard work not only had great yield, he heard the sounds of success.