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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Adventures of a Squirrel, Supposed to be Related by Himself + +Author: Anonymous + +Last Updated: February 24, 2009 +Release Date: February 23, 2009 [EBook #28165] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ADVENTURES OF A SQUIRREL *** + + + + +Produced by C. St. Charleskindt and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="tnote"> +<h3>Transcriber's Note</h3> + +<p>The spelling, grammar and punctuation in this ebook are variable and +unusual. These oddities have been preserved to match the original 1807 document.</p> + +<p>A few minor corrections have been made where typographical errors were suspected. +Details of these changes can be found in a Transcriber's Note <a href="#Tnote_2">at the end of this text</a>.</p> +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/frontispiece_seated.jpg" width="350" height="600" alt="FRONTISPIECE: After having seated himself. preface IV." title="FRONTISPIECE" /> +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<h1> +<span class="size40">THE</span> +<br /> +<br /> +<span class="size75"><i>ADVENTURES</i></span> +<br /> +<br /> +<span class="size40">OF A</span> +<br /> +<br /> +SQUIRREL, +<br /> +<br /> +<span class="size40"><i>SUPPOSED TO BE</i></span> +<br /> +<br /> +<span class="size75">RELATED BY HIMSELF.</span> +</h1> + +<hr class="minor" /> + +<div class="center"> +London: +<br /> +<span class="size60">PRINTED BY AND FOR DARTON AND HARVEY<br /> +GRACECHURCH-STREET.</span> +<hr class="spacer" /> +1807. +<br /> +<i>Price Sixpence.</i> +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> +<!-- Page 3 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg iii]</a></span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="PREFACE" id="PREFACE"></a>PREFACE.</h2> + +<div class="center"> +To MISS ANNE S*****. +</div> + +<hr class="spacer" /> + +<div class="signl"> +<i>My dear Anne,</i> +</div> + +<p><i>When I was upon a visit at your good mamma's, I promised to make +you a present. Now a present for a girl of your age (if I only +considered your age) is easy enough to find; but when I think on +your good sense, I cannot reconcile myself to buy for you what I +otherwise should. Not to keep you in suspense, I have at last +found out a present, which I hope will be agreeable to you. Attend +to the following adventure: I was walking, about a week ago, in +the fields adjoining my house at Croydon. The evening was so +delightful, I wandered insensibly much farther than I at first +intended to go. The prospect was so charming, and the hay smelt so +agreeably, that I never thought of returning, till I found myself + +<!-- Page 4 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg iv]</a></span> +rather tired, so sat down by one of the haycocks to rest myself. +After having sufficiently rested, I made the best of my way +towards home; when, (guess my surprise!) putting my hand in my +pocket, I felt something soft, which seemed as if it moved, and +pulling it out, I found it to be as pretty a Squirrel as you would +wish to see. He ran round the table several times, and giving a +good spring, seated himself on the dumb waiter. I immediately said +to one of my servants: "I wonder how this squirrel got in my +pocket," when my surprise was greatly increased by hearing it say, +"If you will use me kindly, I will relate my history, and then you +will learn what made me get into your pocket." My dear Anne +immediately came in my mind, for I thought nothing would be more +agreeable to her than, "The Adventures of a Squirrel, related by +himself." "Come and sit nearer to me," said I, "that I may hear +better all you are going to relate." After having seated himself +once more, he began as follows.</i></p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> +<!-- Page 5 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span> +</div> + +<h1> +<span class="size75"><i>ADVENTURES</i></span> +<br /> +<br /> +<span class="size40">OF A</span> +<br /> +<br /> +SQUIRREL, &c. +</h1> + +<hr class="minor" /> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_I" id="CHAPTER_I"></a><i>CHAPTER I.</i></h2> + +<p>I was born in Caen Wood, near Hampstead. Being taken out of the +nest, (in which were my mother and my brother,) very young, I +shall begin by telling you, I was carried to the house of him that +stole me, which was at Hackney. Here I was tied to a long pole, +till he could procure a cage, which was not till the end of three +weeks; when (what he termed) a very nice one came home, with a +chain to fasten round my neck, with a padlock, when I came out of +the cage. The chain he fastened on me directly, and it remained +on, till my house was properly aired. When he thought I might with +safety enter my house, he + +<!-- Page 6 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span> +took off the chain, and carried me, +exulting in his prize, to his sister; for he had kept me quite +secure, till he could present me to her politely. She thanked him +for his kind present, and then proposed making a trial of my +abilities in the exercising way. You, perhaps, may wonder what +this exercise was. My cage was made to go round upon wires, so +that whenever I moved it went round, and caused a tinkling with +some bells that were fixed for that purpose. At this exercise I +remained nearly half an hour, and whenever I attempted to stand +still, they pricked me with a pin. Luckily the dinner bell rang, +or they might have kept me at it half an hour more.</p> + +<p>I will now give you some account of my master and his family. His +name was Thomas Howard, upon the whole, I believe, a very +good-natured boy. His sister's name was Sophia; and he had a +father and mother. While my master and the family were at dinner, +I made the best use of my time, and devoured every thing that I +found in my cage. Having + +<!-- Page 7 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span> +finished my repast, I was alarmed at +hearing the voice of Thomas, (whom I wished at York,) bawling to +his sister, "Shall I bring him down;" and still more alarmed by +hearing her squeaking voice (which I wished at Dover) pronounce, +"Yes." I sat in my cage trembling, every minute expecting to be +taken down and exercised; but was relieved by hearing Tom fall +almost from the top of the stairs to the bottom. In a minute the +whole house was in an uproar. Mr. and Mrs. Howard came running +out: she applied the hartshorn to his nose and temples; the +servants were running some one way, some another. Sophia, too, was +not silent. At last, when poor Thomas was lifted up, and his +wounds examined, there was nothing found but a great bump on the +back part of his head; which, when he found out, he gave a loud +laugh, and ran up stairs as fast as he did before. Now I was more +alarmed than ever, imagining that, as he had fell down in coming +to fetch me, he might look upon me + +<!-- Page 8 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span> +as the cause of his fall, and +might therefore use me with greater violence. When he came up, he +took me in my cage into the parlour. Here I had an opportunity of +seeing the company: at the top sat Mrs. Howard; on her right hand +Miss Sophia Howard; next to her sat Tom Wilkins, one of Tom +Howard's schoolfellows; at the bottom sat Mr. Howard, next to him +Miss Eliza Wilkins, and next to her Tom Howard. I was now made to +exercise again, for the amusement of the company; who, in return, +very generously gave me cherries, and any other nice thing I chose +to eat. At last they ventured to let me out, and Tom Howard forgot +to put my chain on. The love of liberty being too strong in me, I +jumped off the table without farther ceremoney. All the company +rose up, (which, by the bye, had they not done, they might have +caught me much sooner than they did,) and ran after me. The room +not being quite wide enough to admit so many as tried to pass by +the table at once, Eliza Wilkins tumbled and + +<!-- Page 9 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> +tripped up Tom +Howard, who was behind her, and could not stop himself. Sophia was +very near down, but saved herself at the expence of young Wilkins, +whose waistcoat she caught hold of, by which he fell on young +Howard and Eliza. While they were in this confusion, I jumped upon +a pier-glass which hung in the room, where I sat all the time. +When they had all scrambled up they began to look for me again, +but in a more cautious manner than they had done before. At last +Wilkins spied me, and winked at young Howard, who, mounting the +table which stood under the glass, made me once more his prisoner. +I was then put into my cage and exercised, but presently taken out +again, and my chain fastened on, to hinder my escape if I +attempted it a second time. Mr. Howard told Tom that he was sure, +by having me out so soon after my fright, I should certainly get +loose; however, Tom began to play with me, till a lucky accident +put an end to his joy, and gave me my liberty. A + +<!-- Page 10 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> +nice plate of +apples was placed between young Howard and Wilkins. Now there +happened to be one among them much finer than the rest; on this +apple they had both fixed their eyes, and both tried which could +finish eating what they had begun, that they might take the fine +one, which had so charmed them only by looking at it. But Miss +Wilkins, who had likewise seen it, and most likely longed for it +as much as they did, asked her brother to hand her the plate. He +seized, (or tried to seize, for Howard was as quick as he,) the +favourite apple, and a skirmish ensued; in which glorious skirmish +I was knocked off the table. The maid coming in at the very +moment, I ran down stairs and out at the street door, where the +milkman was standing; which was, I suppose, the reason the maid +came up stairs. I continued running as fast as I could, (for my +chain sadly hindered me,) till I came to some fields, where I +climbed a tree and stayed in it all night.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> +<!-- Page 11 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_II" id="CHAPTER_II"></a><i>CHAPTER II.</i></h2> + +<p>When night came I found myself very hungry, so ventured to come +down. My chain rattling at my heels, hindered me from running; +but, however I got, on a good way, when I felt myself stopped, and +found I was entangled in a gooseberry bush, in a very handsome +garden. Fortunately, the owner used to walk in it every morning +before breakfast; I saw her pass me once or twice, (for I waited +very patiently till morning,) but one time, as she was walking by, +I made an effort to get loose, which made her turn, and perceiving +me, she called her servant to extricate me. She then carried me +into the parlour, and put me into a cage; not such a one as I had +inhabited before, it was a very nice one, without any bells. In +the parlour was a young lady about fourteen years old; between +whom and the lady I heard the following dialogue.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 360px;"> +<img src="images/page_11_effort.jpg" width="360" height="600" alt="I made an effort to get loose." title="Page 11." /> +</div> + +<p><i>Niece.</i> Dear, aunt! what have you got + +<!-- Page 12 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> +another squirrel? What a +pretty one it is! where did you get it?</p> + +<p><i>Aunt.</i> I found it in the garden, entangled in a bush. If I had +not been walking in the garden, very likely he might have died. I +should have been very sorry to have found him dead.</p> + +<p><i>Niece.</i> How fortunate this is: but I cannot help pitying poor +Tom—what a pretty fellow he was, and how sad a death it was to be +devoured by the cat. I think he was the prettiest squirrel I ever +saw.</p> + +<p><i>Aunt.</i> Well, now really, I think this much prettier. Poor fellow! +how he trembles.</p> + +<p><i>Niece.</i> What a pretty chain. I dare say some young lady has lost +him, by his having such a nice chain.</p> + +<p><i>Aunt.</i> Well, then all we have to do, is to feed him well, and, if +we find the owner, return him.</p> + +<p><i>Niece.</i> I hope we may never find out who it belongs to.</p> + +<p><i>Aunt.</i> You should not say so, my dear. Now suppose, Nancy, you +had a squirrel + +<!-- Page 13 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> +and it ran away from you, how should you like +never to see it again? and should not you think it wrong, if any +body had found it, and knew who it belonged to, and would not +return it? To be sure you would.</p> + +<p><i>Niece.</i> True, madam, but I did not think of that. But Aunt, very +likely he is hungry: shall I get him something to eat?</p> + +<p><i>Aunt.</i> Do, my love.—Nancy then ran, but presently returned with +a nice mess of bread and milk, which I eat very heartily. She then +put some clean hay, and a handful of nuts into my cage. A knock at +the door called off the attention of Nancy, and presently entered +two young ladies and a young gentleman. One of the young ladies +was Miss Fanny Hudson; the other was Miss Kitty Bell; and the +young gentleman, Master Henry Hudson, brother to Fanny. As soon as +they entered the room, they paid the usual compliments to Mrs. +Greville, (which was the name of the good lady who found me,) but had + +<!-- Page 14 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span> +their eye upon me all the time. The following discourse I can +pretty well remember, as it began concerning me; and we usually +listen with greater attention when the conversation is concerning +ourselves.</p> + +<p><i>Fanny.</i> What a pretty squirrel you have got, Miss Greville: what +is become of the other?</p> + +<p><i>Nancy.</i> Oh dear, Fanny! if I have not told you, you have a +dreadful piece of news to hear. Oh dear! how my heart did jump up +and down for two hours after it. The cat had no dinner on +Thursday. I was playing with my squirrel, when the maid entered +the room, and did not see the cat till my poor Tom was in her +mouth; and what was almost as bad, I flung my work-bag at her in a +rage, it caught in the lock of the door, and tore this large hole +in it. I was so vexed.</p> + +<p><i>Kitty.</i> Enough to make you vexed, indeed. But you seem to have +got a squirrel just as pretty as Tom was.</p> + +<p><i>Nancy.</i> And we got it in the oddest manner. My aunt was walking +in the garden, + +<!-- Page 15 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> +and found it, with its chain on, entangled in the +bushes.</p> + +<p><i>Henry.</i> Exactly the way I found my dog. He was in the garden with +a great stick tied to his tail, all over mud and dirt; but I +cleaned him, and now I would not part with him for a guinea.</p> + +<p><i>Kitty.</i> Suppose, Nancy, we let him out: I think he seems very +tame.</p> + +<p><i>Nancy.</i> I really do not think he is very tame; we have not had +him a day yet.</p> + +<p><i>Fanny.</i> Well! but if he was to be let out, tame or not tame, what +do you think he would do?</p> + +<p><i>Henry.</i> Why jump off, and run away, to be sure. Are you such a +stupid creature, not to know that?</p> + +<p>Here the conversation was interrupted by a squeak from the further +corner of the room. The case was this: Kitty, like an obstinate +girl, had come to my cage, and, while Nancy was looking another +way, opened my door; upon which + +<!-- Page 16 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> +I walked out very composedly, and +should have staid on the table, had she not screamed in such a +manner as quite startled me. I jumped off, and ran under her +chair. The whole company started up, and ran toward Kitty, who +began to cry, conscious of its being her fault; but presently +Nancy desired her not to cry, as there was no harm done; for I had +run into the dear girl's hand, the moment she stooped to try to +catch me. The young folks now departed. When I was put into my +cage again, (after having received two kisses from Nancy, for +being so tame,) she brought me some food, and let me take a little +rest after my fright. In short, I lived a fortnight in the +happiest manner I could have wished. But, alas! one day, as Nancy +was playing with me, (without my chain,) the murderer of my +predecessor entered. I was so shocked, that in two jumps I was out +of the window, which two jumps I shall regret as long as I live; +for I never was happier than at the good Mrs. Grevilles. I ran, +as fast + +<!-- Page 17 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span> +as I possibly could, close by the wall, till I came to +some fields, where I climbed up a tree, and stayed in it till +night; when a company of thieves coming to divide their spoils, +laid a cloth and went to supper, which, when they had finished, +they went to sleep on their backs, all in a row. I then ventured +to come down, and see what I could find to eat; which was nothing +but a piece of bread, which I carried into the tree, and eat very +heartily.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_III" id="CHAPTER_III"></a><i>CHAPTER III.</i></h2> + +<p>When I had finished it, I amused myself with chucking nuts, (of +which there was plenty in the tree, though I did not notice them +before,) into the men's mouths, as they lay asleep. The nuts +rattling against their teeth awakened them: but I continued these +pranks too long; for day beginning to appear, they had + +<!-- Page 18 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> +an opportunity of seeing who it was that thus tormented them. They +vowed revenge, which I did not mind, not being aware of traps; +but, however, the next morning, I found myself caught so fast, I +could not get loose. One of the men came and took me, and after +giving me two or three good blows, carried me to his little boy. +The boy luckily loved money better than squirrels, so went and +sold me at a shop where they buy and sell all sorts of birds and +animals. Here I led a quiet but stupid life, shut up in a cage, +till somebody chose to buy me. However, in about a week's time +after I had been there, a lady and her daughter went by the shop, +and seeing me, the little girl begged her mamma would ask the +price of me, which she did; and the man surprised me greatly, by +asking four shillings for me, as he only gave the boy sixpence, +who sold me to him. The lady said that was rather too much, and +that she would give him three shillings. Upon hearing this, as the +man made no answer, + +<!-- Page 19 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> +the little girl said, "Well then, mamma, if +you will give three shillings, I will give the other; so you will +send it home to my mamma's house, (giving him her direction,) and +there is your money." You may be sure she left me no less happy +than she seemed herself; for the thoughts of getting once more +into such hands as Mrs. Grevilles, made me forget all former +troubles. In about an hour I was sent home, where, as soon as my +former master was out of the house, I had the pleasure of hearing +the lady lay down the following conditions.</p> + +<p>1st. That if any thing whatever should make her forget to give me, +twice a day, my victuals, I was to be sent away.</p> + +<p>2nd. She was never to let me out, except Mrs. Dixon (her mamma) +was in the room, and gave her permission.</p> + +<p>3rd. She was never to trust me with any body, till I had been in +the house three weeks; at which time the second condition would be +void.</p> + +<p>To these conditions Sally cheerfully subscribed, and ran directly +to get me some + +<!-- Page 20 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span> +food. I will give you some little account of her, +which, perhaps, may banish that wonder you otherwise might have +expressed at some few things you are going to hear. She was in +general very willing to learn, and sometimes to do as she was bid; +but still she was very subject to be giddy, (not to give it a +harsher name,) which often brought her into disgrace. She had a +brother about ten years old, who was so fond of mischief, he often +got a whipping. He went to school at Southampton. My young +mistress was no sooner well settled with me, than she wrote him a +letter, to acquaint him of it. I think I may as well give it you, +word for word, as I became acquainted with it as it lay by my +cage.</p> + +<div class="signl"> +"My dear George, +</div> + +<p>"I have news to tell you, both good and bad; and I do not know +which to tell you first. But the bad news I think will do better +first, as, if that + +<!-- Page 21 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span> +overcomes you, I may recover you by telling +you the good news. Your pretty rabbit is dead: I went to give +him his food yesterday morning, and found him dead. You don't +know how sorry I was, but it cannot be helped now. Now for the +good news: Mamma has bought me the prettiest squirrel, his name +is Scug; you will be quite delighted with him. Mamma desires me +to tell you, she hopes to see you next Wednesday. Having nothing +more to say, I must now conclude this, from</p> + +<div class="signr"> +<span class="signindr">"Your affectionate sister,</span> +<br /> +"Sarah Dixon." +</div> + +<p>I lived very happily this whole week, when Master George came +home, who, I suppose, thinking his sister had killed his rabbit, +he thought he would kill her squirrel, as will presently be made +known. He presented her with a chain of paper, which he said he +had made at school on purpose for her squirrel. She put it on me +directly, and presently Mrs. + +<!-- Page 22 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span> +Dixon going out of the room, gave +him an opportunity of executing his wicked design. He ran to the +fire and lighted a piece of paper, which he held near my chain, +with a view (as he said) to find out a little hole, where the +padlock should go in. At last, while his sister was not looking, +he set fire to it, and alas! being filled with gunpowder, (which +his sister never had the least idea of,) it blew up with a violent +explosion, and singed me sadly. Sally burst into tears, and +catching up the inkhorn, which stood on the table, discharged its +contents in his face. The combined reports of the gunpowder, Sally +screaming, and George blubbering, soon brought Mrs. Dixon, who, +when she came into the room, stared with astonishment, as well she +might, at the confusion every thing was in. I all this time was in +a corner of the room, where the sudden explosion had made me jump, +not daring to move, terrified with the thoughts of a second shock; +Sally continued crying; and George was doing, nobody + +<!-- Page 23 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> +could tell +what, for his face was so black, you could not tell whether he was +laughing or crying. The first thing Mrs. Dixon did, was to take me +up and put me in my cage; she then called a servant, and told him +to take me to Miss Cummins, with Sally's love, and beg her to +accept me. Sally then fell on her knees and begged I might not be +sent away, saying it was all George's fault, which George +confessed it was, and that he only did it for a piece of fun! +"Fun," cried Mrs. Dixon with astonishment, "and did you really +think it fun! to burn and frighten a poor little animal. I wonder +at you, indeed, George." She then left them, hoping George would +mind what she said. I was now more caressed by little Sally than +ever, who always took care to give me plenty of food, and when she +had any cake or any other nice thing, she always let me partake of +it. So that I lived very happily all the rest of the time I was at +her house, and most probably should have lived as long again as I +did, had it not been for her brother. + +<!-- Page 24 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> +He was to go to school, in +about three days time, so was determined to have one more good +piece of fun (as he called it) before he went. He procured a +squirt, and filled it full of ink; he then bored a hole in the +wainscot of the room where he was, quite through into the room +where I was. All things being prepared, he waited till his sister +came to let me out, which, as soon as she had done, he let off the +whole in my face; at least attempted to do it, for I believe Sally +and I were pretty equal sharers. A violent scream, more from +surprise than hurt, soon brought Mrs. Dixon, who, upon coming in +and seeing Sally and myself all over ink, and nobody else in the +room, could not conceive what had made us so; till, supposing it +was one of George's tricks, she ordered him to be called. George +came in trembling, but his mamma would not suffer him to speak, +and as his fare clearly showed his guilt, she ordered his things +to be packed up, and him to be sent to school the next day. George +then cried sadly, + +<!-- Page 25 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> +but his mamma said she had had so many proofs +of his disposition, that she would trust him no longer. She then +went out of the room, which George perceiving, snatched me out of +my cage, and most probably would have killed me, had I not, by a +very great effort, bit his thumb in such a manner, that he let me +go, and roared enough to frighten any body. His sister and he then +went to fighting, and I jumped out of the window; for the fright I +was in made me not know what I did, or I should not have left such +a kind mistress, especially as my tormentor was going away; but it +was now too late to return.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_IV" id="CHAPTER_IV"></a><i>CHAPTER IV.</i></h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 355px;"> +<img src="images/page_26_distinguished.jpg" width="355" height="600" alt="She distinguished me." title="Page 26." /> +</div> + +<p>After running a great way, I heard a violent noise, which alarmed +me very much. I could not think what it was, but approaching +nearer and nearer, it proved + +<!-- Page 26 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> +to be a company of gipsies, making +merry as they were travelling. I took great care to avoid them, as +I knew, if I had once got into their hands, I should not have got +away very easily; so I climbed a tree and sat very quiet. I came +down as soon as they were gone, and ran till I came to the city of +London, which was not above half a mile from where I lived; for +Mrs. Dixon's house was at Islington, at least very near it. Here I +had no very great chance of hiding myself, so resolved to run up +one of the houses, and get in at the first window I found open, +and trust to the temper of some little boy or girl, rather than +starve. The house I chanced to ascend belonged to Alderman Bumble. +I happened to enter the window of Miss Henrietta Bumble's chamber; +so I crept into her cap, which was lying in a chair, and lay till +she wanted to put it on. I chanced to lay in such a manner, that +she distinguished me as she lay in bed; and bouncing out, she took +me up and ran down stairs undressed. The alderman + +<!-- Page 27 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> +and his lady +were waiting breakfast for her. As soon as she entered, the +alderman started up and said, "Bless me, Henny, what can you want +here in such a figure;" "O Papa," said she, "here is the prettiest +squirrel (but I should have told you I had found means to wash off +the ink I had received in my last abode,) and where do you think I +found him—lying in my cap, as snug as it was possible." "Well, my +love," said the alderman, "run up and dress yourself, and then +come and tell us about your squirrel." Henny then ran up stairs, +tied me to the bed-post, and began to dress. When she had done, +she untied me, and carried me down stairs. "Now," said the +alderman, "you look something more like a human creature: let us +hear your story." "Well then," said Henrietta, "this is the case: +I was just going to get up, when I saw this pretty squirrel in my +cap; and how it came there, I am sure I cannot tell. He never +offered to stir, but lay very quiet till I took + +<!-- Page 28 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span> +him out. Do let +me have a cage for him." "Well, my dear," replied her mamma, "you +shall have a cage for him, and a very nice one too." "Look'ye," +said the alderman, "she shall not have a cage: it would be +throwing money away." "I say she shall have a cage," said the +lady, "as sure as my name is Sukey Bumble, while I have a crown in +my pocket." "Well," said the alderman, "I see <i>I</i> must yield: so I +am to get you money to spend in cages. Henny, my love, (continued +he,) let me look at it." Henny, however, kept it in her hand, in +which she was seconded by her mother, who said, "That's right, my +girl, do not part with it." Henrietta was standing so near the +alderman, he thought, with a little effort he might snatch it from +her; but being very bad with the gout, he overbalanced himself, +and down he came. Mrs. Bumble with great difficulty raised him, +which, as soon as she had done, he hobbled up to Henrietta, took +me from her by force, and barbarously cut off near half + +<!-- Page 29 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> +an inch +of my tail with a pair scissars. Henrietta burst into tears, Mrs. +Bumble began scolding him, when a servant came in, whom she +desired to go to Crooked-lane, and procure one of the very best +cages that could be got. The Alderman stormed; his lady raved; and +Henrietta cried. Mrs. Bumble said she would be minded, and giving +the man a guinea, told him, if it came to more, to pay it. "What," +continued she, "would you have an alderman's lady send for a +sixpenny wicker cage, to keep a squirrel in. No, by no means in +the world; and you ought to be ashamed of yourself to have maimed +a poor defenceless creature, only because you fell out of the +chair." As there were a great many questions and answers, I think +it would be best to give them to you in the manner they were +delivered by the parties.</p> + +<p><i>Alderman.</i> Why now, was not the squirrel the cause of my fall. +Did I not, in attempting to get the squirrel, fall off my + +<!-- Page 30 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> +chair? and therefore, was not the squirrel the cause of my fall.</p> + +<p><i>Lady.</i> Suppose it was: but what business had you to try to get +the squirrel, and then to revenge yourself in such a shameful +manner. I wish to my heart he had bit you.</p> + +<p><i>Alderman.</i> I am much obliged to you, however, for the wish, my +dear; but of the two, I would rather he had let it alone.</p> + +<p><i>Henrietta.</i> I am sure it would have served you right.</p> + +<p><i>Alderman.</i> Come here Henrietta, (pinching her ears) so you think +it would have served me right, do you? I like every body to be +served right, and I think I am now serving you right.</p> + +<p><i>Henrietta.</i> Oh!</p> + +<p><i>Alderman.</i> Pray, Miss, mind what you say another time, or you +will get into disgrace, depend upon it.</p> + +<p>The servant coming in at this instant, put a stop to what Mrs. +Bumble was going to say. She had opened her mouth in the greatest +rage, but the servant giving + +<!-- Page 31 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +her a shilling, as change out of the +guinea, and giving Henrietta the cage, she was forced to shut it. +I had now the sad fortune to be put into a cage, exactly +resembling that in which I lived at Mrs. Howard's. I had no sooner +entered my new habitation, than I was set to work, and kept at it +almost an hour; at which time the alderman pulled Henrietta away +by force. A coach stopping at the door, hindered any dispute that +might have arisen from the treatment of the alderman; for out +jumped four young ladies, and two young gentlemen, who had been +invited to spend the evening. Their names were, John and Emily +Shepherd, James and Caroline Churchill, Eliza Careful, and Fanny +Fairchild. The usual compliments being over, the following +conversation ensued.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> +<!-- Page 32 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V"></a><i>CHAPTER V.</i></h2> + +<p><i>Emily.</i> Bless me, Henrietta, where did you get that pretty +squirrel.</p> + +<p><i>Henrietta.</i> Ay, where now do you think I got that pretty +squirrel? Why, Emily, if I was to tell you to guess a hundred +times, you would never find it out. I found it in my cap yesterday +morning, as I was going to dress.</p> + +<p><i>Caroline.</i> Where?</p> + +<p><i>Emily.</i> No, surely!</p> + +<p><i>James</i> and <i>John</i>. In your cap?</p> + +<p><i>Henrietta.</i> Yes, I did, I assure you. I was going to put it on, +but I saw what was in it, and mamma was so kind as to buy me that +nice cage. You cannot think how prettily he goes round. You shall +see him presently.</p> + +<p><i>Fanny.</i> Oh dear, Henrietta, I have a sad tale to tell you. You +know the pretty canary bird the baker gave me; well, what do you +think William did? he cut off half its tail, and part of its +wings.</p> + +<p> +<!-- Page 33 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span> +<i>Henrietta.</i> Why, that was nothing to what my papa did. He is not +in the room, so I can safely tell you; he cut off half my +squirrel's tail with his scissars, as coolly as if he had been +peeling an orange.</p> + +<p><i>All the party.</i> How cruel!</p> + +<p><i>Henrietta.</i> And all because he fell down, in endeavouring to get +it.</p> + +<p><i>Emily.</i> And so he revenged himself on the Squirrel, that was not +right.</p> + +<p><i>Fanny.</i> Right! indeed I think not; he deserved to have had his +great toe cut off, and then he might have been better able to +judge, by the pain he felt, how the squirrel liked the cutting off +his tail. I think I never heard any thing so barbarous.</p> + +<p><i>James.</i> I say, Jack, let us have some fun with this lop-tail +squirrel: while they are talking, they will not see us.</p> + +<p><i>John.</i> Ay, so we will.</p> + +<p>They then proceeded to action. The young ladies were so busy, they +did not see these two mischievous boys, till they + +<!-- Page 34 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span> +had set me on +Eliza's head; who giving a violent scream, alarmed the whole +company. Emily, in getting up in a hurry, overturned Fanny, who +was not sitting quite steadily in her chair; she gave her a blow, +which Emily returned, and confusion was the word for near an hour; +when peace was restored by the entrance of the alderman and his +lady, who, after having in vain tried to learn the cause of the +bustle, proposed a game at cards. James and Caroline desired to +set out, so, while the rest of the company were at cards, they +amused themselves by tormenting me. At last tired by constant +exercise, and irritated by James, who pricked me with his +toothpick whenever I attempted to rest, I waited for a good +opportunity, and as he laid his finger close to my cage, (while he +was talking to some of the card party) I gave him a bite he has +remembered ever since, I dare say. It so exasperated him, that he +pricked me now more than ever; and Caroline joined him in +persecuting me. I had once or + +<!-- Page 35 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span> +twice attempted to bite her, which +she was aware of; but James dropping his toothpick into my cage, +made me watch well, as I knew one of them would try to take it +out. At last Caroline ventured, and just as she put her finger in, +somebody spoke to her, and she forgot to take it out, till the +pain she felt from one of my bites made her withdraw it rather +hastily. The scream she gave so startled the alderman, that he +overset the card table upon his lady; the girls jumped up, the +boys laughed, I went round and caused a violent ringing: so that +they, who before were so desirous that I should do it, were now +more desirous I should stand still. The alderman often attempted +to speak, but my ringing entirely drowned his voice; till at +length enraged, he came to my cage, and having pulled me out, and +flung me into a corner of the room, where I staid very quietly, he +began to pull off the bells, which hung over the cage; which, when +he had done, he tossed them, one by one, to the company, telling + +<!-- Page 36 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> +them, if they were fond of the noise they might make it +themselves, and then the only difference would be, "it would be +made by monkeys instead of squirrels." The alderman then went out +of the room, Henrietta put me into my cage, and peace was once +more restored. And now all their proceedings were stopped, by the +arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Churchill, who were come to take their +young folks home, and offer a place in the coach to the rest of +the party. Away they went, to my great joy. Henrietta now bewailed +the loss of her bells in such violent terms, that the alderman +told her, if she did not cease, he would send the squirrel to Miss +Lee. Upon which Mrs. Bumble started up in a rage, "It shall not be +done:" said she, "it was a scandalous thing of you to break the +bells, but I shall take care to send for new ones." "Not while the +servants are mine," said the alderman. His lady made no reply, but +rang the bell, a servant appeared. "John," said she, "take this +where + +<!-- Page 37 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span> +you bought it, and get new bells put on." "John," said the +alderman, "if you do, you may as well take your wages in your +hand. But you will receive them when you come back, so it is the +same thing." John then went, and contrived to get it done by +somebody else, so that he might oblige both master and mistress. +The alderman having found out it had been done, got up one morning +very early, packed me up in my cage, and sent me by the coach into +Lincolnshire, to a Miss Huntley, one of his relations. Here I +lived a short, but happy life; I was constantly fed, very seldom +exercised contrary to my inclinations, and, in short, lived so +happily, I thought it exceeded, if possible, the kind treatment I +met with at the good Mrs. Greville's.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> +<!-- Page 38 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VI" id="CHAPTER_VI"></a><i>CHAPTER VI.</i></h2> + +<p>But soon was my happiness put an end to. Very near my mistress, +lived a young gentleman, whose name was Eaton, who, though nearly +fourteen years of age, and a very clever youth, delighted in +mischief; and though he did not mean it, he sometimes did things +very unworthy a gentleman.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 360px;"> +<img src="images/page_38_admired.jpg" width="360" height="600" alt="He admired me greatly." title="Page 38." /> +</div> + +<p>This young fellow no sooner found Miss Huntley kept a squirrel, +than he resolved to be possessed of me. I afterwards found his +reason for so doing, was only "because he thought, if he took it +to school with him, it might cause some fine sport." The next day +was fixed for his departure; and, as he was very intimate with +Miss Huntley, he said he would came and drink tea with her once +more before he went to school. He came, admired me greatly, and, +after tea, said he would play with me. The window happened to be +up, so, while they were talking, and not looking at + +<!-- Page 39 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span> +him, he slily +put me into his pocket, buttoned it, and giving a great shriek, +said I had jumped out of the window. Poor Isabella Huntley was +very much vexed. He said there was no hopes of getting it, as it +travelled at such a rate, he supposed it would be ten or twelve +miles off by the next day. He told truth, for, as he was going the +next day, he would be much farther than twelve miles; and so +should I also, as I went in his pocket. He soon after took his +leave, leaving Isabella very sorrowful, little thinking where her +squirrel was. He went to school very early the next day, and I +travelled all the way in his pocket. Luckily I found a few +cherries and a cake, or most probably I should not have lived to +my journey's end. We arrived at the Rev. Mr. Clarkson's academy, I +cannot tell at what time; let it suffice, that when he got there, +he took me out, and tied a piece of string round my neck, while he +showed me to his schoolfellows! He then asked, if any body + +<!-- Page 40 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> +had a cage to sell. They none of them had one, except one boy, who came +and said he would sell his, but that it would put him to a great +inconvenience, as he had a bird in it at present, and could not +sell it under three shillings; for he knew Eaton would buy it, let +it cost what it would. He therefore tried to make the most of it. +Eaton paid him the money, and put me in it. Here I had to perform +my tricks before all the boys, four or five times a day, and was +liable to all the insults they chose to bestow upon me. Indeed, a +boy did once hit me a terrible blow with an apple. In about a +week, the money Eaton had brought with him to school, was all +gone; he then had recourse to selling me. He offered me in my cage +for two shillings. Nobody would give it. At last a boy came to him +and offered tenpence for me. Eaton, in a rage, hit him a box on +the ear, and sent the boy away crying. At last, finding nobody +would give more, he went to the boy he had struck, whose name was +Bentley, + +<!-- Page 41 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span> +asked his pardon, and said he should have me for +tenpence. Bentley now refused, saying, that as he had been struck, +he would give no more than sixpence. At this time, the man who +used to come with cakes and apples for the boys to buy, came into +the play-ground. Eaton took up a tart, and holding his hand out to +Bentley, said: "Come, you may as well give me tenpence;" but +Bentley held out sixpence, and said he would give no more. Eaton +then tried to knock it out of his hand, but instead of his +succeeding, the tart fell and was broke to pieces. Eaton looked +red. "Come," said Bentley, "though you refused so often, perhaps +you may be inclined to take sixpence now." Eaton was not long +determining, but snatched the sixpence and gave me into Bentley's +hands. He carried me directly into his chamber, and having given +me some food, put me on his window seat. I lived very comfortably +with him for a few days; till one day a boy named Smart, who, I +afterwards + +<!-- Page 42 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span> +learnt, was hired by Eaton, opened the window and put +me out. I ran along the tiles, trembling, a great way, before I +saw any window open where I might shelter myself. At last a boy +spied me, and getting up to me with a ladder, I surrendered +immediately. The boy, thinking he could sell me at the school +better than at any other place, went there; and Bentley seeing me, +before any of the boys said what they would give, offered the boy +eighteenpence for me, which he accepted, and left me once more in +good hands. He now took more care of me than ever, intending to +take me home with him at the holidays; but an accident which +happened soon after, made his good intention totally useless. One +of his schoolfellows, named Hawkins, who slept in his room, had, +it seems, long wished for me. He had tried various stratagems, +none of which had turned out to his advantage: at last he thought +of the following. He put his bottle and wash-hand bason in the way +of my cage, so that + +<!-- Page 43 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span> +when Bentley came to take me out, he threw +them down, and broke them into a thousand pieces. Hawkins hearing +the noise came up, and the following dialogue I distinctly heard, +as I sat on Bentley's arm.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> So, Bentley, you have broke my bason. How could you be +so careless.</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> It was rather careless, I must own; but who would have +thought of a bottle and bason being so near a squirrel-cage, as to +be broken when I went to take out my squirrel.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> Nobody could have thought it; but you should look +before you do things in such a hurry. I suppose you intend to pay +me for it.</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> That I would very willingly do, if I had money. If you +will trust me, I will give you my week's pay till the whole debt +is paid.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> And so I am to stay a month or more, while you pay me +at your leisure. It was all owing to your want + +<!-- Page 44 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> +of attention, and +I am to suffer for it.</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> As to being owing to my want of attention, I don't see +it in the least. It certainly was not a proper place for a bottle +and bason. I think it must have been put there on purpose.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> Pray, Sir, am I to be accountable to you for the place +where I choose to put my bottle and bason. Suppose I put it there +on purpose, have not I a right?</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> A most undoubted one. But then, if it is broken, you +have no right to scold about it, as it was through your own means +it became so.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> Well, I don't care, I will be paid for it. Come, +Bentley, give me your squirrel, and I'll think no more about it.</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> A likely matter.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> Well, then, I am resolved you shall pay me.</p> + +<p><i>Bentley.</i> Very well, I will pay you in the manner I mentioned.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> Don't you believe it: if you + +<!-- Page 45 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span> +can't pay me now, I will take the Squirrel.</p> + +<p>He then snatched me from him, and carried me down stairs, where he +met a boy named Lively, to whom he showed me; and both walking up +to a bench that was placed under the study window, where +Mr. Clarkson generally was, Hawkins began the conversation which will +be related in the next chapter.</p> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VII" id="CHAPTER_VII"></a><i>CHAPTER VII.</i></h2> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> I told you I should get it. Poor Bentley!</p> + +<p><i>Lively.</i> Why how could you get it?</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> I put my bottle and bason close to the cage, so that +when he went to take out his squirrel, down they came, and broke +to pieces. I went up and demanded payment, which he not being able +to give me, I took his squirrel, which he held on his hand all the +time we talked.</p> + +<p> +<!-- Page 46 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> +<i>Lively.</i> Upon my word, I think you did wrong.</p> + +<p><i>Hawkins.</i> What! are you one of those fools who are afraid of +doing wrong. However, you see I have got something by doing +wrong.——</p> + +<p>"And you shall get something more by doing wrong," cried a voice. +Hawkins turned round, and saw his master, who had been standing at +the window ever since they began to talk. "Give me that squirrel," +continued Mr. Clarkson. Hawkins held me out to him with great +reluctance. Mr. Clarkson then carried me into the school-room, and +calling for Bentley, gave me to him, telling him, loud enough for +Hawkins to hear him, that Hawkins would get much more by doing +wrong, than he would by doing right, for he should get a very +hearty flogging that afternoon. He likewise commended Lively for +not agreeing with Hawkins. Bentley then carried me to his room +again, packed me up, (in my cage,) and sent me by the stage to his +sister, who lived at Stamford + +<!-- Page 47 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> +in Lincolnshire, and was very +intimate with Miss Huntley. My reception was a very good one. +Louisa Bentley was very fond of me, and always took care I should +have plenty of food. She had invited a party of young ladies to +see her that very afternoon: their names were, Miss Wilson, Miss +Clark, Miss Smith, Miss Newman, and Miss Huntley.</p> + +<p>When these young ladies were all seated, their conversation was as +follows.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Bentley.</i> O, Miss Huntley, I had such a present made me +to-day. My good brother always sends me some present from school, +between the holidays; but this last, is the best he ever sent me. +Only look, what a pretty squirrel! What makes you sigh, Miss +Huntley?</p> + +<p><i>Miss Huntley.</i> Your squirrel puts me in mind of one I had lately. +Young Eaton came to drink tea with us before he went to school, +when he let the squirrel out, and it jumped out of the window.</p> + +<p> +<!-- Page 48 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span> +<i>Miss Clark.</i> Were you not very angry?</p> + +<p><i>Miss Newman.</i> I am sure I should have been very angry indeed; +and, I think, not without a cause.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Smith.</i> He is always doing mischief, I think. It was but on +Friday, when he came to see us, that he killed my canary bird, by +putting a shot in the place where the seeds were, which stuck in +its throat, and it died in a few minutes.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Clark.</i> And what did he say, when he saw he had killed it?</p> + +<p><i>Miss Smith.</i> He only laughed, and said he did not know it could +not eat shot.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Wilson.</i> Perhaps he took it for an ostrich, and thought it +could eat lead and iron. I do not wonder at it; for, in my +opinion, he is foolish enough to think any thing.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 360px;"> +<img src="images/page_48_looking.jpg" width="360" height="600" alt="I have been looking at your squirrel." title="Page 48." /> +</div> + +<p><i>Miss Huntley.</i> I have been looking at your squirrel, Miss +Bentley, for some time; will you be kind enough to tell me where +you got it? O, I remember, you said + +<!-- Page 49 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span> +your brother sent it you, +so it cannot be the same; but every mark on it is exactly like +mine.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Bentley.</i> Suppose I write to him, and ask him where he got +it. I assure you, if it is yours, you shall have it. I dare say my +brother got it fairly.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Huntley.</i> My dear Louisa, I would not take it from you on +any account: I only wish to know that it has not died a violent +death.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Newman.</i> Poor creature! I hope it has not. I would much +rather see any favourite bird or squirrel die, than that they +should escape.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Clark.</i> My brother never sends me such presents. Yes, once, +indeed, to do him justice, he sent me a present you would not +guess, if you were to try from morning till night. He goes to +school about two miles off, and the week before last, he sent me, +in the baker's cart, an ugly monkey: such a great creature. He +began clambering over the chairs and tables; so I sent it back, +with a letter, in which I told him, monkeys + +<!-- Page 50 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span> +were not presents for +young ladies, and that he could better take care of his brother +than I could. Don't you think I was pretty severe upon him, Miss +Newman?</p> + +<p><i>Miss Newman.</i> Yes, indeed, I think you was. But, my dear girl, +you forget that you was just as severe upon yourself; for as you +are brother and sister, the monkey cannot be brother to one of +you, without being brother to the other.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Clark.</i> Miss Newman, I assure you I don't understand such +usage: I did not come here to be called names. I think my question +was not uncivil.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Newman.</i> And I think I answered you as civilly as I could, +Miss Smith, do you think I could have given a more civil answer?</p> + +<p><i>Miss Smith.</i> No, indeed, I do not.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Clark.</i> Well, ladies, I see you are all against me, so I had +better take my leave. Here Mrs. Bentley entering, put a stop to +Miss Clark's resolution, by proposing a game at forfeits, for she +readily + +<!-- Page 51 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> +consented to be of the party. I took the opportunity to +fall asleep, and when I awoke, the following letter was lying by +my cage.</p> + +<div class="signl"> +My dear Brother, +</div> + +<p>I am so much obliged to you for your present, that I cannot +express my thanks: I believe I shall best be able to do that +when I see you. I had some young ladies to see me yesterday, +among them was Miss Huntley, who has begged me to write to +satisfy her curiosity. She would, therefore, take it as a +favour, if you would tell me where you got it; as it is very +like one she had, which made its escape. O, my dear brother, I +wish you was at home. I have so many things to say to you, I +don't know how to say them in letter; for, let people say what +they will, it is easier to talk than to write a letter; so must +conclude this, from</p> + +<div class="signr"> +<span class="signindr">Your affectionate sister,</span> +<br /> +Louisa Bentley. +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div> + +<!-- Page 52 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> +</div> + +<h2><a name="CHAPTER_VIII" id="CHAPTER_VIII"></a><i>CHAPTER VIII.</i></h2> + +<p>I shall pass over a few days, which I spent very comfortably, and +give you her brother's answer; for she took me out of my cage so +often, (seeing I was tame,) that I had frequent opportunities of +seeing and reading every thing I chose. It was as follows.</p> + +<div class="signl"> +"Dear Sister, +</div> + +<p>"I am very glad my last present met with your approbation. I +endeavoured to find who brought it into the school, as soon as I +had read your letter. It appears to be young Eaton: I believe +you know him. I bought it of him, and after several escapes from +losing it, I resolved to send it you, which succeeded just as I +could have wished. Present my duty to my papa and mamma, and I +remain, dear sister,</p> + +<div class="signr"> +<span class="signindr">"Your's, affectionately,</span> +<br /> +"Benjamin Bentley." +</div> + +<p> +<!-- Page 53 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span> +As soon as Louisa had received this letter, she invited Miss +Huntley; and I could clearly hear the following dialogue.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Bentley.</i> Well! I wrote to my brother, to enquire about the +squirrel, and here is his answer: read it.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Huntley.</i> (having read it.) My dear Louisa I am shocked. I +did not think William Eaton could have been guilty of an action so +mean. You know I told you, when I was here last, he opened the +cage and said the squirrel had jumped out of the window. Now he +went to school the next day, therefore he must have taken it. I +always thought he loved a little mischief, but had not an idea he +could do such a thing as this.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Bentley.</i> And very likely all this was for the gain of a +couple of shillings, or some such trifle. But, however, the +squirrel is your's, Miss Huntley, so I beg you will accept of it.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Huntley.</i> I think, Miss Bentley, I had better not take it, +as it will cause questions which may discover young + +<!-- Page 54 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> +Eaton's guilt, and I should not wish to take away his character. I think +the best way will be to write him a letter; and tell him how sorry +I am at finding how I lost my squirrel, but that, as I know who +has it, I shall think no more of it.</p> + +<p><i>Miss Bentley.</i> My dear Miss Huntley, you will act nobly; and much +kinder, I am sure, than he deserves. Suppose you write it now, +here is every thing necessary.</p> + +<p>Miss Huntley then wrote the letter, and when she had finished, she +read it aloud.</p> + +<div class="signl"> +"Sir, +</div> + +<p>"When you favoured us with your company, the night before you +went to school, had any body told me you had the least thought +of doing what I have lately found you did, I should have thought +it an impossibility. Believe me, the loss of the squirrel does +not grieve me half so much as the manner in which I have lately +heard I lost it. Miss + +<!-- Page 55 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span> +Bentley, sister to one of your +schoolfellows, has it, and would freely give it me; and as that +is all I wished to know, (as I was afraid it might meet a +violent death,) I shall very willingly let it remain with her; +for if I should take it, it might breed questions which would +not be quite agreeable. And now let me conclude this letter with +assuring you, that, as I trust you have sense enough to be sorry +for what you have done, I shall think no more of it, than if it +never had happened.</p> + +<div class="signr"> +"Isabella Huntley." +</div> + +<p>This letter was then sent, and Miss Huntley look her leave.</p> + +<p>I am now coming to that part of my life which I look back upon +with horror. Nothing particular happened till the time arrived +when young gentlemen leave school, to go and be merry by the +fireside for six weeks. William Eaton had not lost any of his +malice; and therefore, I suppose, thought me as proper an object +to vent it on as he could find. + +<!-- Page 56 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> +He thought, by killing me, (as I +heard him say,) to end all farther trouble, and put a stop to all +their enquiries, by bringing me home dead. For he had formed such +a design, I shudder when I think of it. I suppose he had bribed +the maid before, for early one morning he was at the door, which +the maid seeing, she took me out of my cage, and gave me to him, +after she had cut off a bit of my tail, to make it appear the cat +had eat me. He took me home, and called his dog into the garden, +where he let me go, and sent the dog after me. The dog presently +caught me, and lucky it was, he did not kill me the first gripe; +for his master (seeing he caught me so soon, as he wanted to have +had some fun, as he termed it) threw a stone at him, which hit him +on the head, and laid him flat on the ground. I seized the +opportunity, and ran up the garden wall, from whence I jumped, +frightened almost out my wits. I continued running till I came to +a very large orchard. I mounted a cherry tree, and eat one or two + +<!-- Page 57 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span> +cherries, which a little recovered me. After I had been in the +tree a little time, two men entered the orchard with sacks, which +they filled with what fruit came first to hand, and were going +away. The owner of the orchard happened to be riding by the place, +and called to them to know their business. At that instant the men +happened to lift up their eyes, and seeing me, answered, they came +to catch me, and asked if they might not climb the tree for that +purpose.</p> + +<p><i>Owner.</i> Yes, after you have emptied your sacks. So empty them +this minute.</p> + +<p>The men then turned every thing out of their sacks.</p> + +<p><i>Owner.</i> Well, have you caught the squirrel? Hey-day! were you +going to catch the squirrel with two sacks full of fruit? Now, +gentlemen, you will both be kind enough to march out of this +orchard: and if ever you are caught in here again you shall +certainly go to gaol.</p> + +<p>The men then went away, which recovered + +<!-- Page 58 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span> +me from my second fright; +for I expected, every minute, they would climb and take me. +However, I was agreeably disappointed.</p> + +<p>I then descended, and ran out of the orchard as fast as I could, +till I found myself so hungry, I determined to trust myself once +more to somebody that looked good-natured, if I could see any body +I thought looked so. While I was thinking, a stage came by, so (at +random) I gave a leap into the basket, where I found a few crumbs +of bread. I remained very quiet till the stage suddenly broke +down. I thought it high time to quit my seat, so jumped out, and +crept into an old lady's pocket, who was lying amongst the rest on +the road. Fortunately, nobody was hurt, and the coachman sent +somebody for a post chaise, which soon arrived. We all crowded in, +till it was full. My mistress happened to get an inside place, and +we went off laughing at the disaster. At last we came to London, +where I did not dare stir from the pocket of the lady, so kept my +place with + +<!-- Page 59 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> +great composure. My mistress, for so I shall call her, +was then put into another stage, and after a journey of about four +miles, she stopped at a very handsome house. My mistress being in +a great hurry to get out and compose herself, opened the coach +door herself, but not having sufficient power, her foot slipped +and she fell out. I was so alarmed at this, that I scrambled out +of her pocket, and made the best of my way towards the house door, +where I certainly should have entered, had I not heard the +different mews of half a dozen cats. Those sounds were not very +pleasing to me, so I ran off unperceived; for the confusion at the +garden door was not yet at an end. I had not run far, before I met +a man with a pair of very large boots in his hand. He +unfortunately spied me, and taking me up, put me into one of them, +and thrust me down into the foot. He had walked within a mile of +the fields where you were when you first became possessed of me, +when he set the boots down, and began fighting with + +<!-- Page 60 --> + +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> +a man he had +been quarrelling with some part of the way, I jumped out of my +place of confinement, and ran till I came to the place where you +were sitting, and being very hungry, I ventured to creep into your +pocket, and trust to your generosity. Here the pretty fellow +ceased. "And you shall find," said I, "I will endeavour to deserve +that trust, by making you as happy as I possibly can."</p> + +<hr class="minor" /> + +<p>Now, my dear Anne, I presume it will be unnecessary for me to +inform you, that the foregoing history is only an imaginary one of +my own invention; but such as we may suppose a squirrel might +relate, if he were endowed with reason and speech. Your good sense +will suggest to you that the amiable characters herein depicted +are meant as examples for imitation; and that the conduct of the +vicious is to be disapproved of and avoided.</p> + +<div class="signr"> +I remain your affectionate friend,<br /> +R. S. S. +</div> + +<hr class="spacer" /> + +<div class="center size80"> +Printed by Darton and Harvey, Gracechurch-street. +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/page_60_ventured.jpg" width="350" height="600" alt="I ventured to creep into your Pocket." title="Page 60." /> +</div> + +<hr class="major" /> + +<div class="tnote"> +<h3><a name="Tnote_2"></a>Transcriber's Note</h3> + +<p>Illustrations within the main text of this ebook have been moved +to their appropriate page numbers, as referenced in the original +text.</p> + +<p>Spelling and grammar variations (for example: your's, scissars, +staid/stayed, bason, ceremoney, Mrs. Grevilles/Mrs. Greville's, +had fell down, was broke to pieces, had eat me, came and +drink tea) have been preserved to match the original 1807 text.</p> + +<p>The following typographical corrections have been made in this ebook:</p> + +<table summary="Transcriber's Notes Part II"> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_6">Page 6</a>:</td><td class="col2">Removed duplicate word 'he' (he took off the chain)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_22">Page 22</a>:</td><td class="col2">Removed duplicate word 'and' (and singed me sadly)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_23">Page 23</a>:</td><td class="col2">Added missing period (thing Mrs. Dixon did)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_26">Page 26</a>:</td><td class="col2">Changed 'happenned' to 'happened' (happened to enter)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_28">Page 28</a>:</td><td class="col2">Changed 'Bummble' to 'Bumble' (Mrs. Bumble)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_33">Page 33</a>:</td><td class="col2">Changed 'beeen' to 'been' (had been peeling)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_33">Page 33</a>:</td><td class="col2">Removed duplicate word 'the' (The young ladies)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_34">Page 34</a>:</td><td class="col2">Added missing period (by tormenting me.)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_37">Page 37</a>:</td><td class="col2">Added missing end quotes (new bells put on.")</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_42">Page 42</a>:</td><td class="col2">Added missing word 'I' (who, I afterwards learnt,)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_51">Page 51</a>:</td><td class="col2">Removed duplicate word 'to' (is easier to talk)</td></tr> + +<tr><td class="col1"><a href="#Page_56">Page 56</a>:</td><td class="col2">Changed 'runing' to 'running' (I continued running)</td></tr> +</table> + +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Adventures of a Squirrel, Supposed +to be Related by Himself, by Anonymous + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ADVENTURES OF A SQUIRREL *** + +***** This file should be named 28165-h.htm or 28165-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/1/6/28165/ + +Produced by C. 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