: In the Forest; Or Pictures of Life and Scenery in the Woods of Canada: A Tale by Traill Catharine Parr Strickland - Animals Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life Juvenile fiction; Children Conduct of life Juvenile fiction; Nature stories; Birds Juvenile fictio

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IN THE FOREST

or, PICTURES OF LIFE AND SCENERY IN THE WOODS OF CANADA

A TALE BY MRS. TRAILL

PART II--Which tells how the Gray Squirrels fared while they remained on Pine Island--How they behaved to their poor Relations, the Chipmunks--And what happens to them in the Forest

LADY MARY AND THE NOSEGAY A NARROW ESCAPE THE FLYING SQUIRREL ADVENTURE WITH A WOLF INDIAN WIGWAMS THE OTTERS DOLLY'S SLEIGH RIDE LADY MARY READING HER PICTURE BOOK THE GRAY SQUIRREL AND THE CHIPMUNKS THE PET SQUIRREL NIMBLE RECOVERING HIS SISTER WATCHING THE BIRDS THE PRESENT FROM FATHER BEAVERS MAKING A DAM "CAUGHT AT LAST" THE AURORA BOREALIS THE LOST CHILD AND THE BEARS A BOY HERO THE INDIAN HUNTER

IN THE FOREST.

THE FLYING SQUIRREL--ITS FOOD--STORY OF A WOLF--INDIAN VILLAGE--WILD RICE.

"Nurse, what is the name of that pretty creature you have in your hand? What bright eyes it has! What a soft tail--just like a gray feather! Is it a little beaver?" asked the Governor's little daughter, as her nurse came into the room where her young charge, whom we shall call Lady Mary, was playing with her doll.

Carefully sheltered against her breast, its velvet nose just peeping from beneath her muslin neckerchief, the nurse held a small gray-furred animal, of the most delicate form and colour.

"No, my lady," she replied, "this is not a young beaver; a beaver is a much larger animal. A beaver's tail is not covered with fur; it is scaly, broad, and flat; it looks something like black leather, not very unlike that of my seal-skin slippers. The Indians eat beavers' tails at their great feasts, and think they make an excellent dish."

"If they are black, and look like leather shoes, I am very sure I should not like to eat them; so, if you please, Mrs. Frazer, do not let me have any beavers' tails cooked for my dinner," said the little lady, in a very decided tone.

"Indeed, my lady," replied her nurse, smiling, "it would not be an easy thing to obtain, if you wished to taste one, for beavers are not brought to our market. It is only the Indians and hunters who know how to trap them, and beavers are not so plentiful as they used to be."

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