The Squirrel





Hunting this sprightly little animal became at Christmas the sport of our

rustic population. A number of lads gathered together, and proceeded to

the woods to hunt the squirrel. They followed it with stones and sticks

from tree to tree, shouting and screaming, to frighten it on and on,

until it was quite unable to make further progress, and then they caught

it. The writer, when a lad, has often joined in this cruel hunt, but

whether the squirrel was killed when caught he is unable to recall to

mind. Generally it escaped.





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