When
she burrows in the warm, sandy earth to make a snug home for her family,
she strips the soft fur from her own breast to line the beds of grass
for her little ones to sleep in. Sometimes a mother rabbit's chest is
raw and bleeding for days after making her nest. She is timid because
she is so defenseless, but no one can call her a coward. Timid folk are
often braver in times of real danger than the strong and daring ones.
Rabbits require variety in their food as much as we do. In summer there
are many weeds which are a great treat to them. Dandelion, plantain,
clover, grass and hay, with an occasional sprig of parsley, will give
them much pleasure. In winter they may have carrots, turnips, and
parsnips with barley meal and some oats. Too much green food is likely
to make them ill, and too much grain is equally harmful. If we prevent
them from finding their own food, we ought to give them the best we can,
so that they may be well and happy.
DAVID'S STORY.
A man was fishing by the river. Splashes near by, round the bend,
sounded now and then. David grumbled mildly to himself. Voices rose
suddenly, and the splashing ceased. Presently a small boy came breaking
through the bushes.
"Well, Sammy?" said David inquiringly.
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