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The four-footed lovers

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The four-footed lovers
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Albertsen, Frank
Humphrey, Lizbeth Bullock, b. 1841 ( Illustrator )
Lee and Shepard ( Publisher )
Lee, Shepard & Dillingham ( Publisher )
Rand, Avery & Co
John Andrew & Son ( Engraver )
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Illustrations engraved by John Andrew & Son.
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by Frank Albertsen ; illustrated by L.B. Humphrey.

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BOSSY AND BONNY.



THE

POURS FOOTER LO wim >

BY

FRANK (ARP ER Tob nN,

I. BOSSY AND BONNY.
II]. SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.
Ill. BUNN’S ADVENTURES.
IV. SQUIRREL WOOING.

ILLUSTRATED BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.

BOSTON:
LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHER

NEW YORK:
LEE, SHEPARD, AND DILLINGHAM.

1875.



Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1875, by
GEORGE M. BAKER,
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.

Boston:
ELEcTROTYPED AND PRinTED By Ranp, Avery, & Co.



BOSSY ANDI BONNY:



Bossy and Bonny were as fond of one another as brother
and sister. Their mothers stood side by side in the stable,
and had been intimate all winter. Old Mooley, Bossy’s
mother, a wise and experienced cow, was much rejoiced
when Bonny came a month later; for Bossy had been the
only calf in the barn that spring, and she knew that only
bossies, like only children, were in great danger of growing
up selfish and inconsiderate. Bonny’s mother had never
had any children before; and her heart was overflowing
with pride and delight in her new baby. But Mooley
shook her head at her raptures, as she pensively munched
a turnip, remembering too well the babies she had loved
and mourned for in years past. Was she not living now
in daily terror lest Bossy should be torn from her, and
carried away in that dreadful butcher’s cart? One morn-
ing she thought the evil hour had come; for, just after
the children had finished their breakfast, Farmer John led
them out of the barn. Mooley lfted up her voice in a

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6 BOSSY AND BONNY.

heart-rending cry for mercy. Bonny’s mother struck in
at that; and for a few minutes the old beams and rafters
resounded with their pitiful moans. But Farmer John
took no heed, and I dare say they might have grieved all
day ; but good Mrs. John happened to come out to the barn
with a pan of pea-pods, and, hearing the outcry, stopped to
rub their heads with her motherly old hands, and to assure
them that the butcher hadn’t taken their bossies off. They
were only going down to Brooks’s pasture to stay a while.
Mooley cheered up directly, tried to lick the kind fingers ;
and, though she never cared much for pea-pods, she ate
up every one that morning to show her gratitude. Mooley
knew all about Brooks’s pasture. It had been the favorite
summer resort of all the cattle on the place, time out of
mind. How delighted the children would be! Their
mothers talked it over, and agreed to bear their own loss
cheerfully. Then they licked each other’s heads, and felt
more friendly than ever in their loneliness.

Meanwhile the little ones, wild with joy at their escape
from the dark stable, were capering down the road, pulling
at their ropes, bounding hither and thither, nipping at the
roadside leaves, tossing their heads, and frisking their tails,
till the farmer declared, that, “for lively young critters,
they was the beat-all.”



BOSSY AND BONNY. ia

‘Wish I could get this darned old rope off!” exclaimed
Bossy. I am sorry ,to be obliged to record such an ex-
pression ; but indeed Bossy knew no better. You may
possibly have heard boys talk like that: at any rate,
Bossy had; and he could only use the language he had
heard. You see how careful you should be never to teach
ugly words to the calves or pigs or little kittens, or any
of the innocent creatures that may happen to be listen-
ing; and, besides these, there are the wise old horses and
the good-natured cows. They may be too sensible to imi-
tate you; but you never know how much they talk you
over among themselves. Be sure it is just as important
to have a good reputation in the barnyard as in the
schoolroom.

Bossy and Bonny found Brooks’s pasture a right jolly
place. It was made up of two or three pastures, with the
bars all down between them. ‘There was a gay little brook
dancing over bright pebbles across the meadow; and all
along one side was a row of pines, that made a thick shelter
when it rained. Then there were deep, soft beds of moss,
and sunny slopes to he on, and nothing to do but to be as
happy as the day was long. They explored their pretty
home from end to end, and ate till they couldn’t eat another
morsel ; and Bonny declared she had never been so happy



8 BOSSY AND BONNY.

in her life. But towards night she began to grow tired ;
and at last she laid her head on Bossy’s shoulder, and
asked if he thought their mothers would ever come to see
them, and if he didn’t think it was a little, just a little, bit
lonesome. Bossy was too proud to own it; but he licked
Bonny’s head all over very tenderly ; and they went to
sleep in a corner of the lot nearest the bars.

‘Bossy, Bossy, Bossy! Oh, you dear little bossies ! ”

They opened their eyes, and pricked up their ears; and
there, peeping through the bars, was the very loveliest face
they had ever seen. How their hearts fluttered as they
listened to the sweet ringing voice! |

‘Bossy, Bossy, Bossy! Don’t be afraid. T’m only Jennie
Darling; and I love you dearly.”

A little brown, beckoning hand was put through the bars ;
and in a minute Bonny had her nose in it. Then such
coaxing and petting, such bunting and lapping! The whole
trio seemed quite infatuated with one another; and, when
Jennie at last tore herself away, her hat was dangling on
her shoulders, her hair all in a tumble about her face, and
Bonny had sucked two-thirds of her apron into a perfect
little ‘““mopse.”

After that, Jennie stopped every morning and night on
her way to and from school; and it would be impossible



BOSSY AND BONNY. i 9

to tell which enjoyed it most. The moment they heard
the blithe voice calling, bounce, bounce, bounce, they would
come from the farthest end of the pasture, to be petted and
praised, to have their heads rubbed, and to eat grass from
her hand. To be sure, it was the stiff and dusty roadside
srass, not half so tender and sweet as grew in the meadow ;
but from her dear little hand they ate it with as much
enjoyment as they would the richest clover of their own
pulling.

So the summer went by. Farmer John used to come
and look at them occasionally ; but it was weeks before
they saw any one else from home. They got quite used
to living alone. Indeed, with little Jennie calling every
day, and the gray squirrel that used to sit on the wall, and
scold and chatter by the hour together, the birds that sang
to them in the pines, a queer old brown-coated woodchuck
that lived under the wall, to say nothing of the moles and
musquashes in the meadow, they had plenty of society, and
soon forgot all about Tommy and Joe; and ten to one they
wouldn’t have known their own mothers, if they had come
to visit them.

One night in the early fall Farmer John told the boys
they might go down to Brooks’s pasture, and bring home
the calves. The air was cool and fresh; and the boys were



10 BOSSY AND BONNY.

just bubbling over with fun and frolic. They never thought
that the calves might have forgotten how boys behaved.
But the truth was, they had been used to little Jennie’s
gentle ways so long, the shrill hallooing of the boys was
quite a shock to their nerves. They submitted quietly
enough, however, to having the ropes fastened round their
necks, and to be led out. They would have had a brisk



run home, and all would have been well; but no sooner
were they out in the open road than Tommy sent up a
shout that startled the echoes for miles around. Bonny
gave a great leap, whisked the rope out of Tommy’s hand,
and bounded away into the wood that bordered the road-
side. Bossy wasn’t frightened; but he only thought he
must follow Bonny, or she would be lost; and he sprang
after her. But Joe was pretty strong, and held on to the



BOSSY AND BONNY. 11

rope, while Bossy led him a chase over sticks and stones
and fallen logs, till he stubbed his toe. Down he went, and
Bossy was free. He was up again in an instant, though ;
and on they went, farther and farther into the wood, till it
grew quite dark, and they lost sight and hearing of the
calves.

At last Joe stopped short. “Darn the critters! ’Taint
no kind o’ use. I d’no what fatherll say. But we can’t
ketch ’em to-night.”

At a late hour, and with very crestfallen faces, they pre-
sented themselves at the supper-table, and told their story.

“Sho!” said Farmer John. “ Didn’t ye know no better
than to go hollerin’ arter them critters? They'll be wild as
chip-squirrels. I’ve knowed calves to get scared, and roam
off ten miles. Wal, I must go arter ’em myself to-morrow
mornin’.”

Bossy and Bonny slept soundly that night in a little
opening in the wood, where they made a nice supper of
tender grass, and had plenty left for breakfast next morn-
ing. Then they strolled about a long time in the pleasant
wood. For it was a large wood, quite a forest, indeed; and
they crossed their own track so often, that Farmer John
was well puzzled when he came to search for them. At
last they came to the boundary of the wood, a low stone



12 BOSSY AND BONNY.

wall, which they could easily jump; and there they were
in a broad and lovely meadow. They stopped here for
lunch, and then kept on with their travels. Bonny had an
adventurous spirit, and thought she should never tire of
this wandering life. They crossed the meadow, climbed
the steep hill beyond, and came down into another long
meadow at its foot. They crossed it very leisurely, and
found the opposite side shaded by a steep bank. They
were pretty tired by this time; and the shadow looked
so cool and inviting, Bonny thought she would like to lie
down for a nap before going any farther. They fell fast
asleep almost the moment their heads touched the cool
ereen pillow. Bossy was just dreaming that he was at
home again, and Jennie was patting his head, and calling
him “little beauty,” when suddenly there broke on their
slumbers a terrible shriek and roar. They sprang up, trem-
bling with affright. The noise came near and nearer, till
it seemed right over their heads. Away went Bossy and
Bonny down the long meadow, as fast as their little hoofs
could carry them. The horrible sound grew fainter, and
ceased ; but their terror nowise abated. It was a wonder
they did not dash their foolish heads against the wall; but
fear lent wings to their feet; and, with one flying leap, they
cleared it, — Bonny first, with Bossy at her heels, —and



BOSSY AND BONNY. 13

dropped, nose-first, into a muddy pool among the frogs and
lily-pads. Such a time as they had, floundering out, and
licking one another back to dryness and respectability !
Then they felt so tired and low-spirited, they had no heart
to go any farther, but lay down, close together, under a
thick grape-vine.

And that was why Farmer John missed them when he
tramped across the field, calling, “ Caboss, caboss,” and
searching for them, he thought, in every likely place.

They slept too soundly for any such familiar sound to
waken them. But when the late train came by, it startled
them from their slumbers again.

However, it did not send them off in a mad flight as
before. They only staggered to their feet, and stood quite
still, watching the huge black monster as it shrieked
past.

It was hardly out of sight, when, close beside them, a
voice, hoarse and heavy and grum, broke the succeeding
stillness.

‘Better go home.”

Instantly, from the opposite side of the pond, another
voice, hoarse and heavy and grum, confirmed the advice.

“ Better go home ; go home; go home.”

Bossy and Bonny looked at one another in dumb amaze-



14 BOSSY AND BONNY.

ment, as. now almost at their














feet, then away in the distance,
and presently on every side, the
meadow seemed alive with this
strange warning, —

“Better begone. Better be-
gone; begone; begone.”

Twenty voices were croaking
in concert.

Bonny could bear it no longer.
She felt that she must come to an
understanding with these myste-
rious advisers,













BOSSY AND BONNY. 15

“Who are you, if you please?” she asked, trying not to
betray her fears; “and why don’t you want us to stay
here ?.”

“’Cause we don’t; we don’t; we don’t. Better go home.”

Then, of a sudden, all was still.

A minute after, there popped up on a stone, right before
them, a monstrous bull-frog.

The moon had risen; and by its light they could see him
quite plainly, as he sat swelling and puffing, and making
great eyes at them.

Now, Bossy and Bonny had often seen little green frogs
hopping about Brooks’s pasture. They had always admired
their active habits, and were on as friendly terms with them
as they were with all their out-door neighbors of every sort.
But they had never happened to hear a bull-frog croak ; nor
had they ever met such a pompous old fellow as this, who
sat staring at them from the rock.

“Why do you stare at us so?” said’ Bossy.

But the frog deigned no reply. Very likely he didn’t
know that he was staring at all.

“You have quite a large family, haven’t you, sir?” asked
Bonny, growing more courageous, but very anxious to be
polite and sociable.

‘“Humph!” said the frog. ‘“Family,indeed! How could



16 BOSSY AND BONNY.

I attend to the wants of a family, and devote myself to art
at the same time? Why, this is the great Musical Festival
of the Bull-Frogs. We’ve been rehearsing for it all sum-
mer.”

“Oh, indeed!” said Bonny. ‘Hasn’t it made you a
little hoarse ?”

‘“Hoarse!” croaked the frog. ‘Not in the least. My
voice was pronounced the finest in the whole pond; and I
was chosen unanimously — not a dissenting croak, madam,
— to sing the solos in the grand oratorium of Chunkitybum.
You see that big rock, yonder ? ”

“Yes,” said Bonny.

“That is the platform. The chorus are ranged round the
sides. They applaud the solos. When they say, ‘Chunk,
chunk,’ it means, ‘sing it again.’ They have chunked me
three times to-night.”

“How nice!” said Bonny, bent on being friendly with
their new acquaintance.

“There! I must go back,” said Mr. Solo, as a solitary
croak sounded from the vicinity of the platform-rock.
‘Intermission is over.”

“ Are you going to sing any more about our going home?”
asked Bonny anxiously.

“About your going home? Indeed, it is quite impossible.



BOSSY AND BONNY. 17

We should like to; but it isn’t in the programme,” replied
Mr. Solo hastily, not understanding Bonny, but thinking,
perhaps, she wanted a sentimental song about herself and
Bossy.

“Then you didn’t mean ” —

But Mr. Solo had already taken his leave, with a great
splash; and, in a moment or two, the concert opened
again.

But Bossy and Bonny heard nothing now lke, “ Better
begone; better begone!” though, indeed, to your ears,
the singing would have sounded very much as before.

Every now and then the “Chunk, chunk,” came in, fol-
lowed by renewed bursts of croaking from the full frog
orchestra; and the bossies listened with interest, pleased
to think that their new friend was achieving still greater
victories by his superior voice.

“But,” said Bonny to Bossy, “don’t you think it is a
little bit queer singing ?”

“Well, I tell you, Bonny,” answered Bossy, “ve been
thinking, if that is singing, we might sing too, perhaps.”

“Why, to be sure we could!” said Bonny; and, waiting
for what they considered the right moment, they mingled
their loudest ‘“ba-a-as” with the Babel of noises coming
up from the pond.

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18 BOSSY AND BONNY.

This produced an instantaneous quiet on the part of the
frogs; at which these volunteers were not a little concerned.
But their fears were soon relieved; for Mr. Solo appeared
again on the stone before them, swelling with the impor-
tance of his errand; and in a voice no less hoarse, but
more deferential than before, addressed them thus : —

“Dear sir and madam, you do us honor, and yourselves,
Iam sure; and, if you could time your notes properly, you
might represent the cannon for us. We need only artil-
lery to make this affair quite equal to any World’s Peace
Jubilee.”

And off he dived again into the water.

From this time till ten o’clock, Bossy and Bonny, assured
of their welcome as performers, spared not, but bla-a-d
lustily at every point where cannon seemed to be required ;
and at such times the uproar to any passer-by would have
been truly terrific.

But at last the programme of the frogs must have been
exhausted ; for Bossy and Bonny, after making an unusual
effort, heard nothing but the sound of their own voices
echoed back from the distant woods. With throats some-
what the worse for this vigorous cannonading, they with-

drew from the pond side, and laid themselves down to
sleep.



BOSSY AND BONNY. 19

“Tsn’t your throat sore?” asked Bossy next morning, in
a tone almost as hoarse as Mr. Solo’s own.-

“ Awful!” said Bonny. ‘But wasn’t it a splendid con-
eery 2?

“Grand!” replied Bossy. ‘TI had no idea I was so fond
OF MUSIC, * ‘

“Nor I,” said Bonny. “Do you suppose the little frogs
in Brooks’s pasture will sing so when they are grown up?”

“JT don’t know. We might teach them when we go back,
perhaps.”

Bonny assented to this; and, going to the stream, they
drank their morning-draught, and nibbled the tender grass
growing by the margin, and began their day joyously.

Bonny got frightened once. She had been standing a
long time by the side of the brook, looking in; and all at.
once she found herself going round and round and round
and round, while the water had all at once stopped flowing.
She endured it for a few seconds; but finding that she
could do nothing to stop herself from whirling around in
this mysterious way, and beginning to be very dizzy, she
called out in piteous tones, “QO Bossy! Do come and stop
me from turning round so.”

Bossy hurried down to her side; and seeing that Bonny
was standing as usual, but looking very steadily down into



20 BOSSY AND BONNY.

the water, he cried out, “Bonny, Bonny! look up, or you
will be under the water-witches’ spell.”

Bonny made a great effort, and withdrew her gaze from
the fascinating water, and looked at the trees beyond. In
a moment she was dizzy no longer. The brook had begun
to flow, whirling and eddyingover the pretty stones at the
bottom, as usual. With a sigh of relief, she turned away.

“O Bossy! Isn’t it dreadful ?”

“Isn’t what dreadful, Bonny ?”

‘Why, to be spinning round and round so, and to have
the water stand still.”

“That is the spell,” said Bossy. “Come away, quick.”

Bonny was only too glad to do so, especially when she
found that even Bossy, whom she thought so brave, was
also alarmed. With rapid steps they left the scene of so
much pleasure and peril for the swamp near by.

Some little boys and girls who have stood by running
streams, and felt themselves spinning around, as Bonny did,
may be inclined to laugh at her and Bossy for thinking it
was the water-witches’ spell. But they must remember that
these adventurers were very young yet, and that calves, at
best, seldom get more than a common school education.

' Poor Bonny was fated to have her agitation increased,
rather than diminished, by what came next.



BOSSY AND BONNY. 21

They approached two paths, leading in different direc-
tions, where the bushes and young trees were very tall ;
and, without knowing it, Bonny took one, while Bossy took
the other; and in a few minutes they were far apart. When
at last they found themselves separated, they called to each
other without ceasing. But, owing to their efforts of the
night before, the sound of their voices amounted only to a
loud wheezing, which fell far short of crossing the space,
and penetrating the bushes between them.

So there they were,



far away from Brooks’s pasture ;
far away from Jennie Darling, or Farmer John ; and, cruel-
est of all, far away from each other.

Just here Bonny, who had come near the corner of the
wood-lot adjoining the swamp, saw a woodchuck so like the
one in Brooks’s pasture, that she thought it must be his
brother. She was about to ask him if he wasn’t, when a
dog bounded into view, and, giving chase, drove the wood-
chuck into the wall.

“Oh, dear, dear!” thought Bonny. “I wish Bossy were
here! It is so ugly in that dog to worry a little woodchuck
so!”

Close upon the dog followed a man,—two men; and
they began to tumble down the great stones, making
two gaps in the wall, one each side of where the dog



22 BOSSY AND BONNY.

had stationed himself, rending the air with his fearful
howls.

Bonny didn’t understand what they were doing that for ;
but she soon saw they were helping the dog to catch his
victim.

The woodchuck would look out from between the stones
near one gap, and, meeting the dog there, would disappear.
A moment after, he would put his nose out where the other
man was at work; and there was the dog again.

So he flew back and forth, from gap to gap. But the two
men were gradually taking down the short piece of wall
between the gaps; and Bonny saw that the woodchuck
would soon have to run out of his hiding-place.

In another moment he did so; and, oh! how sickening
to Bonny’s heart! The dog gave chase again, soon over-
took his game, and with a few shakes and bites it was lying
dead, or fast dying, on the ground.

Bonny could restrain her feelings no longer; but regain-
ing her voice, in her insupportable grief she uplifted it in
the most plaintive of cries.

At this, Bossy, who had been attracted by the noise of
the hound, and come near, without knowing that Bonny too
was there, came breaking through the underbrush, and
rejoined his lost and now grieving companion.



BOSSY AND BONNY. ve

Then Bonny turned, and, laying her head on Bossy’s
neck, said in a piteous voice, “O Bossy! I thought you
never would come. Take me home, please. I am so
tired! and it:is so dreadful here!”

But Bossy shook his head despondently.

“JT don’t know as we ever shall find our way home;”’
and, with a quick breath that was as near a sob as could
be, he added, “nor ever see little Jennie again.”

That almost broke Bonny’s heart; for she was as loving
as she was impulsive and wayward.

She rubbed Bossy’s nose very hard in token of penitence,
and promised over and over that she would never lead him
away again. And she was sure they could find their way
home by inquiring. Everybody must know where Brooks’s
pasture was.

Bossy cheered up at that; and they agreed to set out that
very night. It was already evening; and, entering the wood,
they soon found a well-trodden path, and they trotted along
in the bright moonlight, feeling sure they were on the right
track, and not caring to ask the way, even if there had been
anybody to ask; which there wasn’t, without getting people
out of their beds, and they were far too considerate to do
that.

» So they travelled on and on, till the light through the



24 BOSSY AND BONNY.

trees showed them they were near the end of the wood.
Presently they came to a rail-fence; and, peeping through,
they saw some cows lying asleep in the pasture beyond.
It wasn’t Brooks’s pasture, nor the road, nor any place
they ever had seen before; but the cows lying there made
them feel quite comforted, and at home.

Sure of being befriended, Bossy put his head through the
rails, and gave a loud “ Ba-a.” The cows slowly lifted their
heads, one after another; but only one of them got upon her
feet. She came galloping towards them. Bossy “baa-d”
again, and pushed his head farther through the fence;
whereupon the strange cow made a low, ugly noise, and
tossed her horns, and whisked her tail, in a manner which
struck Bossy and Bonny, ignorant though they were, as very
far from hospitable. Bossy hastily drew back his head; and,
with one accord, they scampered back into the heart of the
wood. There they went to sleep for the night, ruminating
on the cruelty of their kind. But the truth was, that there
was only that one of the half-dozen cows they saw lying
there, who would have treated them so unkindly; and she
had just waked out of a nightmare, caused by eating a
hasty supper of raw turnips, snatched from a heap in the
door-yard as she was driven out to pasture after milking.
That was what made her so cross. The others, as is often



BOSSY AND BONNY. 25

the case with good-natured people, were too sleepy to be
quickly roused : so they lost the chance of being kind to
the little wanderers.

The next morning it rained; and Bossy and Bonny did
not care to stir out of the shelter of the oak-tree, under
which they had slept, but cowered and shivered, and nib-
bled disconsolately at the wet grass, —a_ thoroughly
drenched and homesick pair. They longed for the thick
shelter of the pines, and the bed of soft brown needles,
where they had slept so sweetly all summer; and, though
neither mentioned Jennie’s name, their hearts ached for a
pat of her little hand, and the sound of her loving voice.

About noon the rain ceased, the sun came streaming
through the trees, and their courage rose again.

“Let's ask somebody to tell us the way,” said Bonny.

“Whom can we ask? Nobody knows, I suppose, about
Brooks’s pasture and little Jennie.”

“Tehi, tehi, tchi! Nobody knows little Jennie! Maybe
not; maybe not. Tchi!” They looked up astonished; and
a hard green acorn hit Bossy right on the star in his fore-
head. at them, whisking his bushy tail, and laughing fit to kill
himself in the tree overhead.

“Tehi! Don’t know little Jennie! White apron, apple



26 BOSSY AND BONNY.

cheeks, shiny dinner-pail, pretty Jennie, singing Jennie,
down the road where the hazel-nuts grow? ‘Tchee, tchee,
tchee !”

“Yes, yes!” cried Bossy and Bonny in the same breath ;
“and we are Jennie’s bossies.”

“Knew it all the time. Tchee, tchee, tchee! ”



‘Please show us the way home,” cried Bonny.

“Chipper, chipper, chipper. Go as well as not. Come
right along. Tchi!” And off he darted over their heads,
leaping from bough to bough where the tree-branches met,
frisking down one gray trunk, and up another, like a flash,
dancing and prancing, winking and twinkling, in and out
among the leaves, while the bossies trotted along below, —
the merriest trio that ever you saw.

Before Bossy and Bonny thought of being at their jour-
ney’s end, they came right out into the old road where the



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hazel-nuts grew; the very same road they had come that
night when Tommy scared them so with his shouting.
They stopped a moment, looking up and down the white
and dusty road, while their merry guide nipped off a hazel-
nut, and seated himself on the wall to strip off its green
ruffle; and, as they stood there, they heard the patter of
feet, and directly a sweet voice singing, —
‘“* Kive times five are twenty-five ;
Five times six are thirty ;
Five times seven are thirty-five ;
And five times eight are forty.”

A tiny, well-known figure appeared around the bend in
the road. Then feet and voice stopped together. Little
Jennie stood still an instant: the next, she bounded to
meet them with a glad cry, —

“My bossies! Oh, my darling bossies ! ”

With an arm round the neck of each, she led them back
into their old pasture, and carefully put up the bars. Then
such a time as they had! Nobody could tell which was the
_gladdest,



Jennie, or the bossies, or the squirrel, who was
frisking and chattering like mad among the hazel-bushes.
| don’t know what promises they made never to run ay ray
again; IT don’t know how much they told her about their
adventures, nor whether they made her understand that it



28 BOSSY AND BONNY.

was merry brown Bunn who had shown them the way home :
I only know, that when, at last, she bade them good-night,
and went down the road towards home, she opened her
dinner-pail, and took out a slice of bread and a bit of

































































gingerbread, and laid them on a j_
smooth white stone at the roadside,
and called very sweetly, “Bunny, Bunny! come, have some
supper. Good Bunny!” Then she turned, and walked away
very fast; and, when she looked back, there sat Bunny, with
the crust in his mouth, and a nut in each check, looking,
for all the world, like a jolly bagpiper. Jennie laughed,
and clapped her hands softly, and then ran home to tell her



BOSSY AND BONNY. 29

mother, and to ask leave to carry the good news to Farmer
John.

At the farm the pretty messenger of good tidings got a
pat on the head from the farmer, a kiss from kind Mrs.
John, and an apronful of great juicy pears and red wine-
apples from Tommy and Joe.

And, when Jennie knelt to say her prayer that night,
she went all through it to, “And thine be the kingdom, and
the power, and the glory;” then gravely added, “and I
ain so glad you sent the bossies home! Thank you, ever
so much, for ever and ever. Amen.”





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Bunn, who showed Bossy and Bonny the way home when
they were lost, was, for the most part, a chippery, happy
squirrel. His two sisters, Teena and Fara, liked quite as
well to be with him as with his big brother Whisker. And
such delight as it gave the three to romp off together | —
under, over, and through stone walls, exploring every nook
which even a squirrel’s eye could discover, then bounding,
with squeals and a great flirting of tails, to the trees; where,
if you ever saw so many squirrels together, you will know
there was no end to their pranks. And such odd noises! ---
squeaking, chattering, drumming, and grunting. So many
ways of talking with each other surely no other creatures
can have. And where do you suppose this merry family
lived? In the trunk of an old butternut, in a hole pecked
out at first by a woodpecker, and afterwards greatly enlarged
by the gnawing of Bunn’s father and mother, before he and
his brother and sisters were born. And in this deep hole
these four thoughtless young things were nightly gathered,

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6 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.



re

after days of hilarity, all cuddled
in a little heap, and watched over
by their parents.

Not that the old squirrels staid
with them all the nights through.
No. After the little ones were
well asleep they would steal away
to gossip with other old squirrels
in the neighborhood, and to pro-
vide a breakfast for their family ;
never, however, going so far as
not to know if any danger threat-
ened their children.

I have said that Bunn was
happy, for the most part; but, at
the time of which I write, Whisker,





SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. a

with his lordly ways, his cuflings and bitings, was making
it more and more uncomfortable in the family nest for little
Bunn, who had the misfortune not to grow quite so fast or
so strong as his brother. [ don’t know whether a squirrel,
of himself, would ever become such a tyrant over his small-
er brother; but let me tell you that Whisker had spent a
good many days in the orchard near Farmer John’s, and had
seen something of the way in which larger boys treated
smaller ones. He had seen Joe give his orders to Tom;
and the way in which such orders were enforced was not
lost upon Whisker. Still, in justice to Joe, [ must say that
Whisker did not learn to “boss it” over Bunn from him so
much as from some boys in the neighborhood, who often
came there to play. How little Bunn was astonished one
day, when Whisker had just returned from Farmer John’s
orchard, to be told to “chee, chee, sic, sic, ook, ook, chee,
chee!” What do you think that was? Why, it was, in
squirrel language, “Bunn, keep your tail down.” Just
think of it, —a squirrel to keep his tail down! How could
it be done? That was the question poor Bunn asked in his
“Chirr, chee, chirr, chee, vee, vee, vee?” But Whisker cared
nothing for the unreasonableness of his command, and,
because it was not obeyed, proceeded to cuff and scratch
poor little Bunn most unmercifully. And, as they were



8 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

both running at the top of their speed all the while up
among the boughs of an oak, Bunn was trembling all over
with fright. lest he should sometime miss a branch for
which he leaped, and fall tc the ground. When Whisker
had vented his ill-will upon his poor little brother to his
wicked heart’s content, he turned away, and ran to tell his
friend Bushy



another little bully of a squirrel living
near by — what a trouncing he had given Bunn; while
his sore and sobbing little victim was making his way
slowly and with timorous leaps home to the butternut.
How thankful he felt that night for the sympathy of his
sisters, who lay one on each side of him, and hugged him
up so warm and close, until he ceased to sob, and fell
sound asleep!

After that Whisker grew more and more domineering,
playing all sorts of ill-natured tricks on his brother, till
poor Bunn’s life became a burden to him; and dearly as he
loved his parents and sisters, and their home in the old
butternut, he resolved to run away. He had been lying
awake a long time, one morning, feeling very sore of heart
with thinking of his wrongs, and fecling as if he couldn’t
endure Whisker’s cruelty another day, yet hardly daring to
move a paw, for fear of waking his tyrant, when, all at once,
he felt a sharp kick in his side; and Whisker ordered him



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 9

to go to the top of the hole, and see if the moon was up.
This was his time. Without a word he scrambled out. of
the warm nest, and was at the top of the hole in a twin-
kling. Here a wonderful sight met his eyes. The ground, as
far as he could see, was carpeted in white. The pines had
pretty white caps on their heads; and all the bushes and
twigs were tipped with white.

“Tt must be the snow mamma told us about,” thought
Bunn. “How nice! I wish I could wake Teena and Fara,
and have a race with ’em before breakfast. But Whisker
would come too, and cuff my ears, maybe, and tell me to
put my tail down. Why don’t he put his own down, I'd
like to know? No: [ll run away.” And down he went.

In the mean time Whisker, after waiting a few minutes
for Bunn’s return, curled down for another nap, muttering
to himself, —

“He’s gone off on a lark, PH bet. He'll know how my
claws feel when I catch him, though.”

But, ah! Whisker little dreamed he had sent Bunn on
his last errand, and cuffed his ears for the last time. So he
slept while Bunn raced away under the pines, sprinkling
himself with little snow-showers from the laden boughs
and briers with every whisk of his bushy tail. He ran so
fast, he got a long way from home before he thought about



10 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

breakfast. All at once he began to feel hungry. At the
same moment he perceived a faint fragrance in the air.
“Seems as if I smelt something nice” (sniff, sniff): “it
makes me think of the apple-orchard ” (sniff, sniff).
Just then, down among the underbrush, he spied a white
rabbit with his dainty nose in the air.



“T declare!” said Bunn to himself: “he smells it too.”
So he sat on the wall, and watched till the rabbit started,
hop, hop, hop, over the snow. Then Bunn started too,
keeping pace with him, and stopping whenever he stopped
to sniff anew the enticing fragrance. All at once the rabbit
sat very still, looking steadily at some green object half-
hidden in a thicket not far from the wall. Bunn saw it at
the same instant; and, being an impulsive fellow, he forgot
his manners, and skipped down the wall, past the rab-



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. F Ll

bit’s very nose, to examine the object of his curiosity. It
was a strange, box-like thing; and there, sure enough, was
a great piece of apple inside. Bunn was so hungry, and so
afraid the rabbit would get it first, that, without turning to
look back, he darted into the queer little hole, and set his
teeth and claws both at once into the delicious sweet apple.

Alas! at that instant, with a dreadful slam, something
came down behind him, and every thing was dark. He
extricated his tail from something, he didn’t know what,
with a dreadful pull; and in his fright whirled round and
round, only to feel the walls of his prison on every side.

“Oh, dear! it’s a trap! What did father tell me about
traps? Will some cruel boy come and take me, and shut
me up in a wire-cage? Then I shall die. I couldn’t live
in a little cage in the house. I[ shouldn’t know but they
were going to kill me every time any one came near. Oh,
dear! oh, dear!”

Poor little Bunn, a moment before so greedy for the
apple, now sat up on his haunches, perfectly indifferent to
it in his distress. Hunger was driven quite out of his
tremulous little body by fright at finding himself caught
in a trap.

One moment his claws were done up into little fists,
and he rubbed his eyes fast and grievously: the next, he



12 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

was down upon all fours, running frantically around his
prison.

“Oh, dear! oh, dear! can’t I get out before the great
boy comes? What is the box made of, I wonder? Why, it
is wood! Now, if I can only bite and pull fast enough, Pl
get out yet.” And it really did seem as though he would.
Such industry Bunn had never shown in the work of gath-
ering nuts for the winter. You would have thought he
liked hard-pine better than sweet-apple.

He was at length rewarded by faint glimmerings of light
through the corner he had selected for his efforts at escape.
A few minutes more of gnawing, and he thinks how glad
he shall be to get back to his home in the butternut! But
he hears voices. He ceases gnawing: he sits up, and
listens. Oh, how his heart beats! His hard gnawing is
in vain: the cruel boys are upon him.

“By jingo, Tom! The trap’s sprung.”

“D’ye ’spose there’s any thing in it?”

“He'll have to open it to find out,” says Bunn to him-
self, sitting up breathlessly before the door, ready to make
a spring out, if he should.

“Wold on! I ain’t going to open it here, you’d better
believe.”

“Oh, dear!” says Bunn, inside.



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SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 13

‘No, Joe; but just le’me take it up, and shake it. Golly!
there’s something in it, by the scratching.”

‘Tt’s a squirrel, Tom: a rabbit wouldn’t claw so. Be-
sides, he’s been trying to gnaw out. D’ye see this corner ?
He’d ’a’ got out in about a minute more; wouldn’t he?”

“Look here! [’m going to take the trap up to the house
before I open it.”

The worst fate was in waiting for poor Bunn,—a cage,
and constant terror of being killed. No more freedom for
him, he thought; no more wild sport with his sisters on
the great, swinging boughs of the trees. He felt, for the
moment, as if Whisker’s teasing and tormenting were noth-
ing in comparison with his terrible fate.

Arrived at the house, there was going hither and thither,
to find an entirely safe place in which to take Bunn out.

As often as Tom proposed to “ open it a teeny bit, just to
get a look at him,” Bunn prepared to spring out. But, no.
Joe was cautious. “The cover shouldn’t be lifted a mite
till he got a cage ready for him.” And Joe was good for
contriving. His father had one day brought home from a
button-factory a sheet of tin from which buttons had been
cut, leaving it as full as it could be of little round holes.
Joe’s eye lighted upon this; and in a twinkling he had it
nailed over a soap-box in place of its cover. Then he



14 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

loosened a part of one side for a door, made some leather
hinges for it, a leather hasp to fasten it by, and Bunn’s sec-
ond prison was ready for him; and, when he made the leap
for which he had been waiting so long, there he was, and
not, as he had hoped, at liberty.

‘Hi, hi, my man! There you are, are you? What did
ye get in there for, then?” was Bunn’s first salutation from
Joe. And he thought he could have nothing to hope for
from such a boy.

“Oh, Jiminy! ain’t he a gay old nut-cracker?” was Tom’s
exclamation.

Bunn was certainly not gay in spirits, if his bright eyes,
and his plume-like tail arching over his back, did give him
that appearance. From side to side of his new prison he
rushed, hoping against hope to get farther off from his cap-
tors. “What could such beings have been created for?”
sighed Bunn, when at last left to himself for the night.

It was a long time before he could come down from his
sitting-posture, and curl himself up to sleep in the cotton
Joe had thrown in for his bed. In the morning his legs
ached as though they would come off, for lack of exercise.
But momentary expectation of the return of his captors left
him no more appetite for the walnut-meats which Tom had
given him than he had the night before.



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 15

But when good Mrs. John opened the woodhouse-door to
get the kindlings, and, peeping into his cage, said, —

“Bunn, Bunn! poor little Bunn,” in her kind, motherly
tones, he felt more re-assured than he had done since his
captivity. He thought it so queer she should know his
name; for he didn’t know that in human language it was
the common squirrel-name. It did him a world of good to
hear it; and, though he shrank into a corner when she
dropped some crumbs into the cage, as soon as she was gone
he wished she would come back. Presently, taking heart, he
ate up the walnut-meats. Then he tried the crumbs, and
found they tasted good, though different from any thing he
ever ate before. Pretty soon the boys came and gave him
more nuts, and wished they had a bigger cage for him, and
peeped in with such good-natured faces, laughing at his
funny ways, and were altogether so delighted with him,
that Bunn’s fears were more and more relieved. Still his
little bones ached as they never had ached from Whis-
ker’s beating; and, longing with all his squirrel’s heart for
the great freedom of his native woods, he determined, that,
if there were any virtue in teeth, no Bunn should be there
when next the boys looked into the cage.

But he had seen enough of Joe and Tom, by this time, to
_know they were not the kind of boys to wish to kill or tor-



16 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

ment him; and enough of Mrs. John to know, that, if he
were a well-behaved squirrel, no hurt would come to him
from her hands. In short, as he was no longer working for
dear life, as he thought he was while in the trap, Bunn’s
zeal for gnawing gave out before he had begun to see his
way through the soap-box; and saying to himself, “ That’ll
do for now: [ll show ’em to-morrow how gay a nut-cracker
I can be when [’m out of this old cage,” he turned his
attention to the hens standing about the open doorway.

‘Te-1¢-ic,” says he. ‘What good does it do you to stretch
out your necks at me in that way, old biddies? Old Cock-
a-doodle, I’ve seen you before.”

“ Cuddar-cut-cuddar. Yes; to my sorrow, I remember
you, you imp,” says fiery-tailed Chanticleer; “and my
nerves ain’t steady yet, when I think of how you popped
up on to the log I was wallowing beside, when nobody
expected you. You absurd imp!— your body only about
as large as a good-sized mouse, while your tail is near’
about as big as mine. Ugh! how you made me jump that
time!” And with disgust, in which fear, too, had a share,
Cock-a-doodle marched off, followed by his flock ; and Bunn
didn’t get a chance to say another word.

He now thought again of getting out; but, seeing how
little there was to do, concluded he could do it in the



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 17

morning, before Joe and Tom got up; and so, feeling sleepy,
he poked his nose into the cotton, and, following it with his
entire body, laid himself away in one corner; and, unless
you had looked sharp, you would hardly have known there
was any squirrel there, so well had he concealed himself.
But Joe did look sharp, not only at Bunn in his bed, but at
the place Bunn had gnawed in the box; and, the first thing
Bunn knew, he was waked by the thunder of a hammer
close to his ears. He thought his little career was to be
ended now. But, no. After a little, Joe peers in at him,
throws him a handful of walnuts, says, “ Yowll find ’m
up to snuff, too, old fellow,” and goes away; and Bunn
doesn’t find out what the hammering upon his cage meant
until the next morning, when, resuming his gnawing for
liberty, he comes at once upon something too hard for his
teeth. Joe had nailed a bit of tin on the outside.

“Tf ['d only gnawed clean through at first!’’ Bunn says,
and turns away in despair.

For several days after this disappointment, Bunn made no
further attempts to escape. He only ate the food that was
set before him, and rolled himself up in the cotton, and was,
altogether, quite a sulky little squirrel. Still he was not
unmindful of the kindness, and the looks of interest, with

which the family regarded him. He became less and less
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18 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

afraid of them, and more and more interested in what was
going on about him.

But at length this prison-life became really insupporta-
ble to him, and he made up his mind to try once more to
regain his liberty. So, one night, after the house was still,
he set his teeth into the soap-box, determined to find a way
through it before morning; and, putting all the pent-up
energies of his little body to the task, before the day
dawned he was free. When Joe opened the door, there was
Bunn scudding away over the chips.

“Tom, shut the door quick. Don’t let him get away.
You little rascal! you've done it this time.”

‘Look, look!” screamed Tom, as Bunn scampered up the
wood-pile.

“Keep still, Tom; you'll scare him. I wish he’s tame
enough to stay without any cage. That box is awful small.
Bunn, Bunn! come have some nuts. Give me the hammer,
Tom: Tll crack him some more.”

Bunn watched, with no small curiosity, this improved
method of getting at the sweet kernels; and when Joe had
cracked a good handful, and called him again, he shyly drew
nearer and nearer, and finally grabbed a shell, and ran back
to the very top of the wood-pile, to pick out the meat.

The boys thought they should never tire of watching his



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 19

graceful motions and cunning tricks; but breakfast was
ready, and they decided to leave him at large in the wood-
house that forenoon, making fast the outer door, and char-




























































































ging mother to see that he



didn’t escape in any other







way. Bunn winked his ap-
proval of this plan, and resolved to show his gratitude by
the most discreet behavior. :

Bunn did a good deal of thinking, that forenoon, as he sat
looking down at the empty cage. He wasn’t quite sure,
that, even if the door were left open, he should run home
to the old butternut: for there was Whisker; and these



20 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

















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Bunn winked, and nodded his tail, which is squirrel for
“Yes.” And when she came back with a crust which she
offered him, after a minute or two of coquetting, he came
and nibbled at it, eying her brightly all the while, and
finally ran up her sleeve, perched on her shoulder, and was
carried into the kitchen, where he straightway made him-
self at home.

However, he tried very hard to behave with propriety ;
for the dread of being shut up in prison again weighed
heavily on his mind. So he sat demurely on the top of
the cupboard, stuffing his cheeks full of pop-corn. And
when the tiny white pussy came in, and, spying him, put
up her small back, and spit, though he longed to leap
down, chase her round the room, and scare her out of her
little wits, he restrained himself with a great effort, and
only relieved his feelings by chattering very fast, and call-
ing her names in the squirrel-tongue ; which, as pussy was
young, and had never travelled far, she couldn’t understand.

So Bunn was domesticated at Farmer John’s; and he
tried very hard to make himself an acceptable member of
the household. But he was only a squirrel after all, and
by nature a very light-hearted and frolicsome squirrel, too ;
and, as he got better acquainted, he couldn’t help playing
his pranks.



ae SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

There were days when he was so freakish, and full of
mischief, that Mrs. John declared he was the torment of
her life.

Every night he slept in the wood-house, in the barrel of
shavings; and whoever went for the kindlings in the morn-
ing was liable to a nip from Bunn’s teeth, or a bump from
his nose, as he sprang out of bed. Then, if it happened to
be one of his naughty days, he would be in twenty places
at once,—up on the mantle-piece (Mrs. John had care-
fully set the lamps, and every thing breakable, out of his
reach at the outset); down at pussy’s plate, eating her
breakfast, or scattering it about the hearth in all direc-
tions; rolling himself up in the rugs, or running away with
the holders; alive with fun and sauciness from the end of
his nose to the tip of his tail, every atom of his little body
alert for mischief. In one corner of the room a cord was
stretched across, on which hung the weekly newspapers.
It was Bunn’s delight to run up the back of the tall rock-
ing-chair, spring across, and swing a minute on top of the
papers till he felt them sliding from under him, then spring
back again just as they came whisking down in a heap on
the floor. One morning, when the family sat at breakfast,
Tommy cried out, —

“Ma! Thought we’s going to have some cranberry-
sauce.”



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 23

“Why, to be sure! I forgot all about it.”

Mrs. John opened the pantry-door. There stood the large
yellow nappy full of cranberry, left there to cool; and there
on the edge sat Bunn, clawing and eating as fast as his lit-
tle feet could fly. Mrs. John seized the long-handled skim-
mer, and struck at him. Away went Bunn, leaving crimson
foot-prints on the snowy shelves.

“Open the door, Tom, and let me drive the little rascal
out.”

But Tom only sat still, and shouted, as Bunn ran up the
window-curtain, over the clock, made a flying leap to the
cupboard, and, seeing the skimmer approaching, leaped
down on Tom’s head, and thence into the middle of the
sausage-plate, spattering the gravy in all directions.

“Sho, sho!” said Farmer John, rising hastily to open the
woodhouse-door. ‘We can’t have sech works as this, boys.”

Bunn scud out through the open door, and straight into
his bed.

‘Now I’ve done it!” he thought, as he buried his head
in the shavings, feeling very naughty and ashamed.

The next half-hour he devoted to penitence and his toi-
let; for, with the cranberry and the sausage-fat together,
his handsome gray suit was sadly defaced.

Once more made tidy, he sprang to the beam over the



24 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

door; and there Joe found him, sitting up so motionless,
that, after watching him a moment, you would have won-
dered if he ever would move again. But Joe had something
on his mind, and didn’t stop to see how demurely Bunn
watched him.

“Tm going to fix you, old chap!” at last says Joe, look-
ing up. “You ain’t a-going to have all my shagbarks to
run to, now, I tell you. I wish I knew where you’d hidden
all you’ve hooked and lugged off. You'd ’a’ busted afore now
if you'd eat ’em all, you scamp!”

“Te, ic, chee, chee, ook, ook, ook, ook, chee-e-e,” and more
of the like sort, replies Bunn. That was to say, —

“Oh, ho! You and father don’t agree. He says all pru-
dent squirrels put four nuts away in a safe place for every
one they eat. That’s what ’ve done; and you don’t like it.
What should a fellow do in such a case ?”

It was well for Bunn, perhaps, that Joe had no idea what
all his chattering was about, but went on with his work,
nailing up a few of his best shagbarks in a box, to make
sure of having them for his own use when he wanted them ;
having done which, he went to school with Tom, wonder-
ing what mischief Bunn would be getting into next. Well,
I will tell you what it was, though Joe didn’t find it out for
two weeks afterwards. It was to make his way through



SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 25

that box of shagbarks, that very same day.
hole he made, too, on the side turned towards the wall.
And when, a fortnight later, Joe, feeling hungry for nuts,
took the box in his hands, oh! wasn’t he vexed? The box
was so much lighter than he thought it! and the few nuts
remaining from Bunn’s ravages ran out of the hole through
which the others had been conveyed in Bunn’s cheeks
and paws.

‘“Confound that imp! Mother, the squirrel has gnawed
through my box of shagbarks, and eat ’em all up, or car-
ried ’em off. /’m tired of having the old thing round.”

Mother didn’t hear, but Bunn did; and it was with a
rapidly-sinking heart that he learned how, by his last per-
formance, he had finally worn his welcome out with Joe, as
he had with all except the boys before, by his dashing flight
from cranberry to sausage-gravy, and other pranks in the
kitchen. He thought with despair that at Farmer John’s
his character was lost, and no amount of good behavior in
the future could redeem it. What was there for him, then,
but to leave them, and either venture into another family,
where they would all be strangers to him, or to return to
his home in the butternut? When he thought of Teena and
Fara, from whom he had been absent so long, the thought
of returning home was very attractive. But this thought



26 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

brought another: Whisker was there too. No: he could
not go home. Such was Bunn’s state of mind, when Mrs.
John came to the woodhouse-door, and called, “ Bunny,
Bunny, Bunny!” and then, seeing Joe, said, “ Bring him
in, Joe, for Jennie to see.”

«Jennie, Jennie!” says Bunn to himself. “Why, I won-
der if it is Jennie Darling! If it is, I know I shall have
another chance to be a good squirrel. I know Jennie. She
left some dinner on a stone for me once, when I had led
Bossy and Bonny home. I love Jennie, and [ will go home
with her.”

With that, he almost flew past Joe into the kitchen; and,
to the surprise of every one (Tom and his father had just
come in from the barn), and to the greatest surprise of
Jennie, causing her to start a little at first, but a moment
afterwards to feel the keenest delight in his fearlessness
of her, Bunn sprang to her shoulder amid exclamations of
wonder from all. Here, after whisking around to the other
shoulder, and back again over Jennie’s head, he sat up, as
though at last he had found, of all places, the one most
delightful to his squirrel-heart. Jennie remained motion-
less all the while, fearing to disturb Bunn’s confidence in
her, and only called, in a soft, caressing way, “ Bunny,
sunny, Bunny! Pretty Bunny!”



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“She doesn’t know I am the same squirrel, after all,”
says Bunn to himself. And she didn’t; for he was so much
like other squirrels, that Jennie had no means of recogniz-
ing him.

“Oh, how I wish J had a squirrel! Isn’t he splendid ?”
Jennie soon exclaims admiringly.

“T wish you had him, child,” responded Mrs. John with
fervor. “He is a terrible torment.”

‘She may have him, for all I care,” said Joe rather
crossly, remembering ruefully his stolen shagbarks.

“Oh! may Ihave him?” cries Jennie, breathless with
delight. “There’s lots of shagbarks up stairs, at home, for
him; and butternuts and chestnuts, and pop-corn. Will he
eat pop-corn ?”

“You bet!” said Joe emphatically.

“And may I carry him right home now?” asked Jennie,
with sparkling eyes.

“Wait till night, and we’ll bring him over in a basket,”
said Joe.

But, when Joe approached to take him from Jennie’s
shoulder, Bunn took the matter into his own hands; and
by dodging this way and that, from Jennie to the rocking-
chair, from there to the clothes-horse, and back again to
Jennie, eluded Joe’s utmost endeavor to catch him. But,



28 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

when Joe paused for a moment in the chase, Bunn was
back again in a flash to Jennie’s shoulder, thus indicating
unmistakably his preference for her.

‘Let me see if I can take him,” said Jennie at last; and,
putting up her hand, she took him down into her lap, with-
out receiving even Bunn’s customary remonstrance at being
handled, which was a slight imprint of his teeth on the
fingers.

‘Maybe I can take him home so, right in my apron, with-
out any basket,” said Jennie. The boys were doubtful about
it: but Jennie was confident; and, gathering up the cor-
ners of her apron around her pet, she started for home at
a rapid pace.

Bunn was overjoyed. He felt that a new career was be-
fore him. He loved Jennie; and from her account of the
good things for him up stairs, at her house, he felt that he
should not need to hoard them up in secret places, as he
had done at Joe’s; and so would be delivered from that
temptation to offend.

Yes: truly Bunn was again to be held in high favor.
But what happened to him in Jennie’s home, and what

pranks he still played there, I must tell you in another
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ENNIE didn’t always walk so
’ fast as she did that day, with
Bunn in her apron; not al-
ways, even when sent upon
errands by her mother. Every
minute or two Bunn would

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outside of the apron; and he
would say, in his squirrel lan-
guage, “Oh, I’m here! Never
fear, Jennie: you're a lovely
girl. I don’t care to run away
from you.”

It may be Jennie didn’t
altogether understand — this
assurance from Bunn ; for, when the squirming little bundle
of fur would occasionally insist upon poking his nose out

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6 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

of his close carriage (for it was as a close carriage that he
considered Jennie’s apron) to look about him, she was not
a little fearful that he might, after all, leap away, and dis-
appear from her sight forever. But when he withdrew his
nose, and curled down, a willing captive, Jennie said aloud
to herself, ‘“Isn’t it wonderful? He seems to like me.
What does he think, I wonder?”

‘What do I think?” chattered Bunn, his voice somewhat
muffled by his wrapping. “Tm thinking what a queer life
this is for a squirrel to lead; but I may be a little differ-
ent from some squirrels. Since I’ve been at Joe’s home, I
have become interested in folks, and especially in little
girls. How pretty Jennie is! Wonder how her home
looks. Um only afraid there will be some great ugly cat
or dog there, to make me tremble for my life. But what
would I care for cat or dog, only let me get on a tree
like that great hickory yonder?” (He was peeping out
of a very little hole in the apron now.) ‘A cat may be
a spry climber, but she’d make a clumsy race over the
swinging boughs, with a squirrel to lead the way. Aha,
Dame Buzz! There you are, with your noisy brood,” as
he heard a flock of quails rise, and fly away from behind
the roadside-wall. Bunn had never heard quails called



any thing but “buzzes” among squirrels,—a name given

them on account of the noise they make in flying.



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. t

“Aha! I know you, although I can’t see you just this
minute. JI know where you live; and I know how you teach
your young ones to skulk and scud through the grass and
bushes, when you think some danger is about. Don’t you
all look foolish enough, with your heads close to the ground,
and your necks stretched out a mile? Oh!” (peeping out)
‘it’s good to be out of doors. I can’t think of never living
like a squirrel again, even to be with Jennie. If she only
wouldn’t think she had lost me, now, and cry, I would jump
out of this, and run on ahead of her; and, when she got
home, there I would be sitting up on the gate-post. I won-
der if Whisker” —

Bunn didn’t finish what he was going to say; for Jennie
had got home with him.

“Now for it!” he thought, alive with curiosity as to what
he should see, and what would happen to him, in his new
home. Jennie opened and shut the door hastily, and ran
straight to her mother. ‘Marmie, marmie! see what Joe
gave me; and he’s just as tame!”

Marmie gave a little start, as, out of Jennie’s apron, there
popped up a bright-eyed squirrel’s head, as though there
had been a steel-spring under it. But she had no time to
remark upon it; for there was another spectator of the scene,
whose interest in Bunn was of such a nature as to occupy



8 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

the attention of both Marmie and Jennie, and of Bunn too,
who had, now left Jennie’s protection before discovering
his foe. You may be sure Bunn’s first terror, in his new
home, had beset him. His foreboding of a great ugly cat
seemed terribly fulfilled; for there, on the cushion of the
rocking-chair, with wickedly-waving tail, and glaring green
eyes, stood, ready to spring upon him, the hugest monster,
in the form of a cat, that Bunn had ever seen. Brownie, an
innocent and good-natured old plaything and pet, in Jen-
nie’s eyes, was to Bunn a very tiger, with jaws yawning to
devour him. And Bunn had no tree to run up, where, from
some small branch wholly beyond Brownie’s reach, he could
sit and laugh at his pursuer. No: it was close quarters.
An instant’s delay, and he might be hanging, bleeding, from
the cat’s jaws. He saw that safety depended on his own
efforts now ; and, with a wild spring, he bounded upon the
flower-stand by the window. This was not out of Brown-
ie’s reach. Bunn knew that; and, though his strength
seemed to have forsaken him under the cat’s evil magnet-
ism, he instantly made another leap, just in time to elude
the unsheathed claws that reached out for him, and caught
by the curtain-tassel. Brownie was now upon the flower-
stand, also, directly under his trembling victim; and the
cord was untying, and letting Bunn down, and he could



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 9

not gather strength to leap again. All this had happened
in so short a time, that Jennie had been too much surprised
to interfere. But, fortunately for poor, quivering Bunn, just
as he was actually falling into his mouth, Marmie’s hand
was laid upon Brownie; and with, “Oh, you naughty,
naughty Brownie!” she cuffed his ears, and put him out
of the room. Then Bunn sprang to the top of the window-
casing; and no amount of coaxing could get him down for
the space of half an hour. He dared not trust himself any
nearer the floor until he heard Jennie say, “There goes
Brownie to the barn. I shall have to whip him, if he ever
offers to touch Bunn again. Poor Bunny! poor Bunny! How
frightened he is!”

At that, Bunn left his perch, and snuggled himself down
on Jennie’s shoulder, close to her neck, and thanked his
fortune that he had escaped this terrible danger.

Brownie, meanwhile, had been sitting on the doorstep,
grumbling away to himself at his abrupt dismissal.

“This is a pretty way to treat a cat when he is doing his
duty. What’s the mighty difference, I wonder, between a
squirrel and a mouse, except his humbug of a tail, that
looks big enough for a hearty dinner, and doesn’t amount
to half a mouthful? Squirrels are very nice to eat, though.
How it made my mouth water! Tl go and catch a mouse.



10 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.



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pat my _ back,
and call me
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world, to be

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scarum boys in the house, to infect him with their wild
spirits; partly because Jennie was on the watch to keep
him out of mischief. Jennie did not go to school that win-
ter, the weather was so rough, and the schoolhouse a long
way off; and she would have been quite lonesome without
her little family of pets. A very happy family they soon
came to be. Brownie would le on his cushion, and sleepily
watch Bunn’s capers; and, when he came near, would often »
give his head a roguish twist, or playfully put out a paw;
and Bunn, though he generally kept out of reach, would
laugh and chatter at him by the hour together. Still he
never grew so confidential with him as with the pretty yel-
low canary, that hung in a cage before the south window.
He was always so sorry for her! for Bunn never could for-
get those days when he had been shut up in a cage, nor
how he had ached to get out; but he only showed his sym-
pathy by chattering, and playing his pranks, to amuse her,
and keep up her spirits. He was a source of entertainment
to birdie; and time never hung heavily on her hands (no,
no, Imust say “feet” or“ bill:” canaries don’t have hands), —
time never hung heavily on her bill when Bunn was dart-
ing about the room, winking his bright eyes, and making
funny remarks about every thing that went on in the
house. And yet it made her long to get out: the cage
seemed smaller than ever.



12 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

“Qh, dear!” she plaintively chirped, one day, when they
were left alone.

“ What’s the matter now, little yellow-wings?” said Bunn,
from the top of the door.

“Well, how would you like it yourself,” piped Canary,
“to be cooped up in a tiresome old cage, with only a ring
to swing in, and one dish not half big enough to take your
bath in, pecking at the same lump of sugar for a week ata
time? I’m sick of sugar; and I hate that silly ring, up there.
Didn’t you hear Jennie reading about the country where
canaries fly free in the woods? I just wish I could get out
in the woods, and get my own living.”

“But you're not in that country, Canary; and you know
you never could get there alone,” said Bunn. “Little you
know what it is for a birdie like you to get her own living
in the woods here. Besides, what’s a cage? I lived in a
cage once myself.”

“You did?” said Canary. ‘How did you ever get out?”

‘“Gnawed myself out,” said Bunn. }

“QO Bunn! gnaw me out, please,” cried Canary, in eager
entreaty.

‘Bless you, dear, I should break every tooth in my head.
a little dark box, with a



Mine was only a wooden cage,
few holes in one side; and it stood in a dismal, cold wood-



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 13

house. Now, if I had a handsome wire-cage right in a
sunny window, good company, and every thing nice ” —

Bunn stopped here. He was not quite satisfied of the
honesty of this manner of going on. He knew he shouldn’t
like a cage under any circumstances. A new thought
struck him.

“Canary, do you want me to tell you a story ?”

“Yes, yes! please do,” twittered Canary.

“Well,” said Bunn, “once on a time” (squirrels begin sto-
ries in this way, as well as other folks, you see), — “ once on
a time, there was a canary that flew away from just as good
a mistress as you have; and she had a queer and a hard
and a scary old time of it, I tell you. First she was ogled
by a toad, who sat tipping his head down to the ground,
and back again, like a tip-cart, and swallowing a worm or a
bug every time he tipped. And when Canary asked, very
innocently, how he did it to swallow them so quick, ‘Get
out of my way,’ says the toad, ‘or Pll swallow you.’”

“Oh, oh!” said Bunn’s listener, “ how hateful!”

“Then, when it began to grow dark, Canary heard a dread-
ful sound in the air; and a big owl, with eyes that burned
like two lanterns, and great loose, flapping wings, half
seared the life out of her by calling out in a hoarse voice,
‘Halloo, Canary! What business have you out here ?’



14 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

«Sir, said Canary, ‘I wanted to be free as well as the
rest of you.’

“ ruffian; and, with one sweep of his heavy wing, he knocked
poor Canary senseless.

“She lay on the ground all night; and when she came
to, in the morning, the brightest and longest feather of her
tail was gone. The old owl had plucked it out. But this
wasn’t the end of the poor runaway’s trouble.

“She accosted what appeared to be two beautiful butter-
flies; and in an instant they grew to be great hawks, who
flew upon her, and would have torn her mb from limb, had
not two king-birds flown along just then, and, pouncing
upon the hawks, driven them off.

“But, when the king-birds found what a beautiful bird
they had rescued, they both fell in love with her, and fought
each other, from very jealousy, till one was dead. Then
Canary had to marry the other; and she led a miserable life
with him, I tell you. He turned out a regular old tyrant of
a husband; and she was dreadfully disappointed in her
young ones. They were neither so brave as king-birds, nor
so beautiful as canaries, but the homeliest little drab and
brown birds you ever saw; and, as for singing, why, they
hadn’t the throats for it. And what do you suppose folks



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 15

call them? They’re sparrows; and that’s where all the
sparrows came from. There! that’s what happens to cana-
ries when they run away.”

With this, Bunn turned to Canary with an air of warn-
ing; but, upon seeing how much affected she already was,
how she leaped about, and fluttered her wings in a purpose-
less sort of way, his kind heart misgave him; and he at
once set himself about calming her from her tremor.

“But you are not going to fly away, Canary: so no toad
will threaten to swallow you, and no owl will knock you
down, and steal your prettiest tail-feather; and,—and noth-
ing of that dreadful sort will happen to you, you know, my
pretty singer.”

Canary had, indeed, resolved that she would not fly away
from Jennie; but how comforting and re-assuring it was to
her heart to hear Bunn say that nothing of that dreadful
sort would happen to her, and to be called “my pretty
singer.” It was very friendly in Bunn; and it was nice,
after all, she remarked to him next morning, to be in
Jennie’s home, wasn’t it ?

Bunn replied, it was, with great emphasis.

“And I’m glad you are here, Bunn,” Canary added shyly.

“Ah!” says Bunn, endeavoring to conceal his pleasure,
“it is very good in you to say so.”



16 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

From that time it was a never-ending surprise to the
family, who knew nothing of this passage between them, to
see how much Bunn frequented the vicinity of Canary’s
cage, and how little troubled Canary seemed even when
Bunn came with a jump from the top of the secretary, near
by, down on to the very cage itself, and went through more
antics on the outside than Canary had ever thought of inside
her domicil. «

Bunn, you see, was happy. Jennie Darling was a dar-
ling indeed to him, as he knew he was to her. His life
was a bright one; and he knew how to make it cheerful for
his friend, “the pretty singer.”

So the winter sped away, and spring approached. Bunn
did get into mischief occasionally, in spite of his good reso-
lutions, and his desire to do only what would please Jennie.

For instance: Jennie’s Uncle Hiram came to see them
one day; and, as he sat eating an apple, between bites he
let his hand, holding it, drop by his side. Bunn took up
his position on one of the lower rounds of the chair; and,
the next time the half-eaten apple came down in his vicin-
ity, he snatched it with both teeth and claws; and, having
secured it, bounded out of reach, to the top of the window-

casing, upsetting, on his way, a watering-pot half filled with

water, which stood on the flower-stand. The affair was so



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 17

cunningly conducted, that Bunn was even suspected of
upsetting the watering-pot “on purpose,” that he might
divert attention from himself, and eat the apple while the
water was being sopped up. And he was, indeed, so comi-
cal, sitting up there, finishing what Uncle Hiram had begun,

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that, instead of scolding him, they could only laugh till
their sides ached at the sight.

Uncle Hiram had come to take Jennie home with him
fora visit; and, when they were all ready to start, behold!
one of his mittens was missing. There was searching high
and low; but nobody could find it till Jennie, going to the

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18 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

basket where Bunn always slept, to bid him good-by, there
it was, very strangely puffed out for an empty mitten; yes,
and very active, too, for a mitten without a hand in it.

“Why, why!” cries Jennie, stepping back as Bunn
thrusts his head out at the wrist. “Here it is! Just see
him! just see him!”

They gather around the basket, and again they are con-
vulsed with laughter to see Bunn’s quirks and motions
inside the mitten. The rogue had found it somewhere,
and evidently thought he would try it on; and, as his hands
were not big enough to fill it, he got into it all over. He
was soon emptied out without much ceremony, however.
Uncle Hiram enjoyed Bunn’s trick, but could hardly think
of leaving his mitten with him.

Thoughts of the woods came back to Bunn with these
spring days, especially after Jennie went away; and, in
spite of every thing so pleasant about him, he was filled
with vague longings for the trees and squirrel-companions.
He thought of his sisters in the old butternut, and the time
seemed very long since he left them. He wondered if his
father and mother would know him, and whether Whisker
wouldn’t be kinder to him now if he should return, after so
long an absence. He loved Jennie, oh, yes! and he didn’t
like to think of leaving her and the canary. No; and he



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 19

wouldn’t need to altogether. He could come and see them
as often as he chose. But he did want to see how it would
seem to be at home again. He was afraid he had already
been gone so long, that, if he went back, he shouldn’t find
them living in the old nest; and how should he find them
if they were not?

You see what the state of little Bunn’s feelings was at
this time, and you will, therefore, sympathize with him in
the next event of his life; for now something happened to
Bunn which he never forgot. It was not a return to his
home in the woods. No: he made a journey, but it was
not to the woods. His adventures during the next few
days formed a very interesting part of the story he after-
wards told of the time when he lived among boys and girls;
but, at the time, it was a very painful experience to him.

At first the house seemed desolate without Jennie; but
there came on some mild, lovely April weather, all at once.
The south window was opened, and Canary’s cage hung out-
side; and Bunn was so lively, and frisked about so among
the honeysuckle and sweetbrier twigs, telling her every
thing that went on about the yard, and was in such frolic-
spirits from morning to night, that Canary thought she had
never had such good times in her life. ;

On one of these bright mornings a tin-peddler’s cart



20 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

stopped at the gate; and Mrs. Darling and the maid went
out to see his wares. They wanted a new wash-boiler ;
and, as the man opened them, and flourished the shiny cov-
ers about in the sunshine, Bunn’s curiosity was awakened.

“T wonder what’s going on out there,” he said to Canary.
“ There’ sa big eart with the funniest lot of stuff on it. Pm
going to see.’



“Come back quick, and tell me,” twittered Canary, stand-
ing on one foot, and longing with all her heart to go too.

“Tn just a minute,” promised Bunn, as he whisked round
the corner of the house, down the yard, and, before any-
body saw him, was playing hide-and-seek among the tubs
and pails and brooms on the top of the cart.

“Tsn’t this a jolly place? What fun it would be to ride
off on the top of a broom, this fine morning, and see the



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 21

country! If I wasn’t afraid of being carried to some
strange place where I couldn’t find my way back — There
they are, coming round this side. If Marmie sees me,
she will just grab me, and laugh, and put me in her
apron. Tl hide, and maybe go a little ways, and jump
off, and run home when I get ready.” So over he went
across the driver’s seat; and, seeing one of the boilers
still uncovered, he dropped into it.

But, alas! once in, it was not so easy a matter to climb
the slippery sides, and get out. Though he clawed with all
his little might, it was in vain.

The bargaining over, Mrs. Darling and the girl went into
the house. The peddler came round, clapped on the cover,
remounted his load, and drove away, little dreaming of the
unwilling passenger he was taking along.

“Oh, I must get out! I must get out!” thought Bunn;
and, in desperation, he applied teeth and claws to the hard
and slippery sides of his new prison. It was all in vain.
He would never be able to gnaw out of this trap. He
thought of his basket at home, filled with soft, warm cot-
ton; of the sunny south window, with its honeysuckle-
vines, where Canary was waiting his return, till his heart
ached with grief as much. as his bones did with weariness.

Every time the cart stopped, he listened eagerly, hoping



Ne BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

that, in some way, his prison would be opened, yet fearing
lest discovery should bring some new peril.

Oh, how heavy poor Bunn’s heart became, when hour
after hour passed wearily on, and he seemed no nearer to
release than at first ! |

Now rumbling on over rough roads, when the motion of
the cart threw him first to one side, and then to the other,
of his wearisome prison; now stopping at some house to
trade, and Bunn would hear voices talking about the va-
rious wares, as they were rattled about by the peddler in
his search for the thing wanted; sometimes at the farther
end of the cart; sometimes so close to him, that he was
sure the next thing opened must be the boiler. He dared
make no noise. If he did, the peddler, knowing he was
there, might not take off the cover until he had got some
other sort of a cage to put him in. No: he must wait
until some one wanted a boiler, —¢his boiler; and it should
be opened without knowing he was there. Then he could
leap out. (Ah! but he had tried that before the cover was
put on. Bunn had forgotten that.)

But as house after house was visited, and still the wagon,
with all its rattling contents, moved on without his having
one opportunity for escape, despair settled down upon
Bunn’s spirit. The approach of hunger presented to his



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 20

mind the fate of being kept there until he was dead with
starvation. At the thought of Jennie, and the canary, and
even of great Brownie, whom he had quite ceased to fear,
and the home he had left, where his condition was so en-
viable compared with this, Bunn completely broke down.
You might not have seen any tears; but, as squirrels can
ery, he cried. Anguish filled his breast, and must burst
forth in sobs and bitter lament. ‘How much better,” he
thought, “to live with Jennie always, and never have a real
squirrel’s life in the woods, than to be taken away from
both Jennie and the woods in this way!” How ruefully
he thought of his foolishness in frolicking about the ped-
dler’s cart!

At last the weary day was over. The cart rumbled over
something that was not the road. Bunn believed they had
stopped for the night at some farm-house, and driven into
the barn. He soon became certain of it, as he heard the
sounds of unharnessing, and the peddler’s directions about
feeding the horse. —

“But, after all, what better was it?” Bunn thought.
There was nothing for him but to lie there in his cold, hard
prison all night, and all the next day, for aught he knew.
He was very hungry, but still more tired than hungry ; and,
uncomfortable as his bed was, he soon fell asleep. In



24 _ BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

his sleep he dreamed that he was at home again, playing
with his little sisters about the old butternut, and frolicking
through the woods. And they found a pile of beautiful
plump chestnuts; and, just as Bunn was going to pick one
up, Whisker pounced on him, and cuffed his ears, and bit
him so hard that he cried out with pain. And Bunn ran
and ran; and, as he ran, Whisker changed into an enor-
mous black dog howling after him.

But now observe how Whisker, or, rather, Bunn’s dream of
Whisker, distressing as it was, proved to be the greatest
boon he could have asked.

Bunn’s deliverance was at hand, and all because of Whis-
ker’s cruelty; that is, his cruelty in the dream, which was
really only a little worse than Bunn had often suffered from
him when they lived together in the butternut.

Bunn cried out in his dream, very loudly, “Scree, scree,
scree, scree-e-e!” that was to say to Whisker, “Don’t,
don’t, don’t! Oh, don’t!” and suddenly waked up to hear a
great confusion of sounds,—among the rest the barking
of the house-dog, which, probably, made him dream of



Whisker’s change to a frightful dog.

Bunn would never have dared to make that noise, had he
been awake; for he would then have known that it was
already morning, and that the peddler was at that moment
sorting over his goods on the other side of his cart.



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. et

The first thing that Bunn fairly realized was hearing the
peddler exclaim, “ What in thunder!” and then he heard
him coming round to where he was in the boiler. Bunn
knew then what he had done. He had betrayed himself by
the outcry he had made while asleep. He knew that at
last the cover would be raised, and he must escape now, if
ever. He gathered his energies for a spring. The cover
was lifted; but the boiler was just as tall, and just as slip-
pery as ever, and fasting had not added to his strength.

“Oh, what a fool I am!” he said to himself, as he fell
back. “I have tried that before.”

But, as great good-luck would have it, the peddler, not
being able to see down into the boiler from where he stood,
instead of getting up on the wheel to look in, put his hand
up, Saying, “ Wal, here’s something to pay, | swow!” and
tipped the boiler down. This gave Bunn the opportunity
he needed, and he used it promptly. In a flash he was out.
Hurrah! On to the peddier’s own head first; then on to
the beam over the mow. Bunn asked odds of no one now.
He was at liberty to use a squirrel’s devices again. He
would defy peddler, cat, or dog, now. It would be easy to
leave the barn, even if there wasn’t sufficient chance to
elude them inside. Ue sat up on the beam, looking his
sauciest at the man below, as much as to say, “Catch me in
any of your old traps again, and it will be after to-day.”



26 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

‘Wal, to be sure,” drawls the peddler, looking at the
squirrel with astonishment. “Where in the old Harry
did I pick yeou up? Got a free ride, anyhow, didn’t ye?”
(“ Yes: and no thanks either,” chattered Bunn.) “Wal,
tew be sure! I hain’t opened that ’ere biler sence yes’day
mornin’. Guess the little scamp’s some hungry !”

Bunn was indeed “some hungry.” In fact, hunger was
no word for what Bunn felt in his famished condition.
When the excitement of escape had passed, as it did
quickly, when the red wagon with its glittering tins had
rattled off, and all was still again, he was all but frantic for
something to eat. Running around the timbers till he came
to the cobwebbed window, he had a good view of the door-
yard and the house.

“Qh, dear!” he sighed. ‘How far away from Jennie’s
home this must be! I shall never see her again, I suppose.
How kind she always was to me! What amItodo? Oh,
dear! I must have something to eat! Everybody has hens.
They are standing round, down there, waiting for corn, I
suppose.”

The thought hadn’t crossed Bunn’s mind, to do a thing so
bold; but a minute later, when a maid came out of the
house, and he saw her feeding the biddies, and heard the
sound of the grain as it was scattered on the ground, all



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 27

sense of prudence and caution forsook him; and, scarce
waiting for the maid to re-enter the house, he left his place
by the window, scampered round the beams, to the ladder
which leaned against the hay-mow, down one side of that
to the floor, and, in half the time it takes to tell it, he was
in the midst of the flock.

O Bunn, you will rue it! Bunn cared nought for the indig-
nation of the hens, nor the croaking cry of the rooster. He
was conscious only of hunger; and corn he was going to
have, hens or no hens. But, alas! while his checks were
yet but half-filled with the yellow kernels, a character
appeared upon the scene which no degree of hunger could
make him indifferent to. It was a dog, which, in size and
blackness, was quite as terrible as the one Whisker had
turned into, in his dream. So suddenly had this dog burst
out on him, that his great shadow on the ground beside
him was Bunn’s first intimation of danger. The next mo-
ment he was actually in the dog’s jaws, and being shaken
in a way that threatened the speedy extinction of his event-
ful life. But what does he hear? Can it be that any one
here will care to save the life of a little squirrel ?

“Uncle Hiram! Uncle Hiram!” in a terrified scream.
“Come, oh, come quick!”

His Jennie Darling’s own voice! But, before Uncle Hiram °



28 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

can come, Jennie’s vigorous little hand itself comes down
sharply on Rover's head.

“Let go! Put him down! Naughty Rover!”

And Rover, diverted an instant by her cries, and amazed
to find himself scolded when he thought he was doing no
more than a dog’s duty, dropped his victim in a heap on
the ground. Bunn righted himself in a twinkling, and
leaped not back to the barn, but, to Jennie’s surprise,
straight into her arms; where, bruised and trembling in
every limb, he cuddled down safe, and so happy!

As for Jennie, she just covered him up with her apron,
and dropped down on the ground, crying and trembling too.
There Uncle Hiram found them, and gathered up the weep-
ing little armful, and bore it into the house to be soothed
and comforted by Aunt Mary. This didn’t occupy her long;
as Jennie at once forgot her grief, and squirrel’s, in caring
for his wounds, which were slight, and fairly cramming him
with the nicest of butternut-meats and gingerbread.

Jennie declared it was her own little Bunn; and though
nobody could understand how Jennie’s pet squirrel could
have found his way to Uncle Hiram’s, and though she
couldn’t say as he looked in any wise different from other
squirrels, still, when they saw how perfectly at home he
was with her, they concluded she must be right. And so it



BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 29

proved, when, two days afterwards, Jennie returned with
Bunn to Marmie and the canary. But the mystery of his
appearance at Uncle Hiram’s was not explained till three
months later, when the peddler, coming round again, told
what he knew about Bunn.

What a happy ride Bunn had in the old chaise, over the
same road he had travelled three days before, —a pining
prisoner in the tin-boiler! And what a joyful meeting it
was to them all! Marmie had mourned Bunn as lost both
for herself and for Jennie, to whom she thought his disap-
pearance would be a sad piece of news.

And the canary, —well, she told Bunn that night, before
the cloth was spread over her cage, something from which
he guessed how sad a bird she had been during his absence,
and how glad she was at his return.

The next few weeks saw nothing but unalloyed happiness
for Jennie and Bunn and Canary. Bunn was perfectly con-
tent to settle down with them, —rogueing it a little, of
course, but committing no serious misdemeanor, and doing
much to make it interesting for Canary.

We have not finished Bunn’s story, as we expected to do
in this book. Something is still left untold of Bunn and
Canary, and much of Whisker too. But in one more book
you will know it all.





































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Now let us return to the morning when Bunn disap-
peared from the nest in the butternut,—that white and
blue morning after the first snow-fall of the winter; white
below, as only snow is white; blue above, as only sky is
blue.

Oh, what a sight! Five squirrels all sitting about the
foot of a tree! And the mound is so white you can see
their every motion.

The two largest sit up together on a dead limb which has
fallen from the tree. The other three are gathered about
them. One of them steps about impatiently, now as
though ready to spring up the tree, and a moment after as
if he wanted to be off across the snow, but waited for some-
thing. I should say the other two were afraid of this one;
for, when he comes near, they drop their heads, make a lit-
tle chattering, and shy off, as if expecting to be bitten.

Ah, Whisker! I have told some little folks about you
and your lordly ways before, and they know you.

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6 SQUIRREL WOOING.

Yes, this is the very morning when Whisker sent Bunn
up, long before it was light, to see if the moon had risen.
Not that’he cared whether it had, or not, only he de-
lighted to make Bunn uncomfortable.

As you well know, Bunn did not come back. And the
old squirrels have called their children to breakfast, and
Bunn is not there.

“Where is Bunn?” asks the father squirrel.

“Where is Bunn?” inquires the mother at the same
instant.

“Sure enough!” says Whisker, as though he were as
much surprised as any of them.

Teena looks at Fara, and then both look at Whisker.

The father sees the look.

“Who came down from the nest last?” he inquires.

“T did,” replies Fara. ‘Bunn wasn’t there then.”

“Who came down first?”

“T did,” says Whisker; “and I’ve been up so long, I’m
hungry. Why can’t I have some acorns? Bunn will be
round by and by.”

But Whisker’s father did not heed his impatience.

“ Whisker, was Bunn in the nest at all last night?”

Whisker, sulking, “I s’pose so.”

“Yes, he was,” says Teena; ‘for, after we went to



SQUIRREL WOOING. 7

Ibed, he told me a story about a snake that tried to swallow
& toad.”

‘Whisker, do you know when he left the nest ?”

Whisker casts a glance around, sees a look in Teena’s face
by which he knows that she was awake when he routed
Bunn out, and will tell if he does not, and answers, “I sent
him out to see if the moon was up; and he run off some-
where, I s’pose. I didn’t tell him not to come back to
bed again.”

Mother and Fara look anxious at hearing this; and the
father says, —

“Son Whisker, I fear no good will come to you for the
unhappy life you are leading Bunn.”

Whisker, putting on an air of unconcern, makes no reply
to this.

“Teena, you may fetch out the breakfast.”

Teena obeyed, bringing nuts of various kinds from a hole
in the ground close by. And they ate in silence.

The moment it was over, as lonesome as she felt for Bunn,
Fara couldn’t refrain from asking Teena what happened to
the snake that tried to swallow a toad; for she was asleep
when the story was told.

“Why,” said Teena, “it was a growing toad. Bunn says
some toads grow ever so slow, and never get larger than a



8 SQUIRREL WOOING.

walnut; while others grow ever so fast, and get to be big-
ger than two of our heads put together. This toad was of
the big sort; and, when the snake swallowed him, he had
just eaten an enormous meal of worms and bugs, and so
grew faster than ever. The snake could get him no farther
than his throat, the best he could do; and, when he found
the toad growing at such a rate, he would have been glad
to throw him out of his mouth altogether. But this he
couldn’t do.

“So the toad staid right there, and grew and grew and
grew, till the snake’s skin burst open, and he hopped away.
So the toad killed the snake, after all.”

“A great story to tell!” said Whisker. ‘ Wonder where
he picked that: up.”

Whisker troubled himself but little about Bunn until he
had been over to his friend Bushy’s; and Bushy had seen
nothing of him. And dinner-time came, and still no tidings
had been received at the butternut. Then Whisker became
uneasy. He recalled the cruelties he had heaped upon
Bunn, and said to himself, “Suppose he should never come
back?” He thought of how patient Bunn had been under
it all; and his heart smote him.

He did not tell his sisters this. His pride would not allow
him to say he was sorry to them.



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Night came; and Whisker pretended to sleep while
Teena and Fara lay sobbing with grief: but the truth
was, he hardly slept a wink. Morning came at last. Whis-
ker had thought it would never come. Another day went
by. They had searched far and wide, and inquired of every
live thing in the woods; but neither the little red-squir-
rels, the rabbits, the robins, nor the cat-birds, could give
them any news of missing Bunn.

But, the next morning, a brown thrush lit upon the but-
ternut, and told Teena to go to an old white rabbit who
lived in the alder-thicket near by, and she would hear
something about her lost brother.

Teena went, and came back with the sad tidings, that the
white rabbit had seen a squirrel answering to the descrip-
tion of Bunn run right into a trap, and heard the cover
slam down over him.

She didn’t stay to see what became of him, as she was in
a hurry just then to get home to her babies. She was very
sorry ; and she added, with some severity, she thought no
little squirrel would have been out alone at that time in
the morning, if he had anybody to care for him. The others
were too full of their grief to notice how Whisker hung his
head at this.

From this time they sadly gave up Bunn for lost. Whis-



10 SQUIRREL WOOING.

ker did feel badly for many days. Teena and Fara noticed,
that, for a while, he was less rude to them than formerly.
Soon, however, this wore off; and Whisker was the same



as before, —a great favorite with the bullies among squir-
rels; but with the smaller and weaker ones he was a tyrant,
who gave them no peace.

You will not, of course, understand by this, that he made
himself hateful to the girl-squirrels. Oh, no! He was
very kind to them, — that is, to all except his own sisters ;
and the fear-nought, swaggering way in which he carried
himself made him quite a hero among them. And then he
was handsome and strong: there was no denying that. He
knew it himself as well as any one; and he used his good
looks to captivate the girls, while his strength was devoted
to tormenting the smaller boys.

But Whisker’s turn to suffer came at last, as, of course,
it would to one who had so recklessly inflicted pain upon
others.

One day —it was about the time when Bunn was carried



off in the tin-peddler’s cart, | think—a man came striding

through the woods with a dog by his side, and a bag hang-
ing in front of him, slung by a strap which passed over his
shoulder. He carried something in his hand, which made

Whisker very curious, —a stick, long and slender, except at



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SQUIRREL WOOING. ek



one end, where it bent off a little, and flattened out; but,
unlike any stick which grew in the woods, it was black and
- Shining.

What could this man want, Whisker wondered. Had



12 SQUIRREL WOOING.

he lost something? Or why did he look this way and that
so sharply as he strode through the underbrush ?

Teena, whose sport with Fara he had just rudely inter-
rupted, was near, and besought Whisker to come away ;
for the appearance of this man, with that mysterious thing
in his hand, filled her with a terror she could not explain.

But Whisker, unheeding, leaped from tree to tree, to keep
up, as the man and dog passed along, until the dog, seeing
him, barked.

Then the man stopped, and looked up at Whisker.

At this, Teena was more than ever frightened, and called
again to Whisker to come away.

“Shut up, you silly thing!” said Whisker. “Pm going
to see what he does with that shiny stick. Oh, just look!
He’s holding it up for me to see, pointing it right this
way!”

Teena could say no more; for (as she told the story after-
ward) a little cloud burst out of the end of the stick just
then, and thunder and lightning came out of the cloud.
And poor Whisker gave a cry, and dropped down into the
fork of the tree.

What saved Whisker from another flash of lightning she
did not know; but the cruel man turned then, and walked
away, calling his dog.





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You will know—what the young squirrels found out



afterward from their parents — that this man was a hunter,
and the thing he carried in his hand wasa gun. The reason
why he didn’t discharge it at Whisker again was, that, see-
ing Fara bounding off in her fright the moment after he
had shot, he supposed it was Whisker, and that, therefore,
he had not hit him. So he gave him up, knowing, that,
after frightening him so, it would be long before he should
get near enough for another shot.

Whisker had already paid dearly for his daring, however.
He was not dead, but in dreadful pain; and his right fore-
leg hung useless by his side.

Where now had fled the haughty Whisker’s valor?
Bleeding and faint, keeping himself from falling to the
ground only by the greatest effort, what a picture of
helplessness! The hero whom nothing could daunt, will
he scorn now the kind attentions of his sisters ?

Ah, no! In piteous tones he tells them how badly he is
hurt. And they, as though he had always been to them the
kindest brother in the world, keep along by his side as he
limps home; and tears fill their eyes to witness the pain
the journey costs him.

Arrived at home, he becomes the centre of affectionate
attention from them all. His father knows of a plant



14 SQUIRREL WOOING.

which helps wounds to heal, and gets it for him. Teena
and Fara run hither and thither to bring the softest moss
for his bed, and the choicest nuts for him to eat. His
mother places the broken bones in position to heal, binds
up his wounds; and they all take turns in sitting by hin,
and telling him stories. Nobody seems to remember his
sharp words, or his rude ways. They only think how they
may comfort and amuse hin.

Whisker was not sick very long. He was so strong and
healthy, that the limb soon healed.

But the time was long enough for Whisker to do a good
deal of thinking. It would have been strange indeed, if
all their kindness had not softened his heart. Hitherto he
had seemed to think very little of anybody but himself.
Now he began to notice how pretty and graceful and enter-
taining his sisters were.

“J declare, Teena’s a regular beauty!” he said to himself
one day, as her handsome, feathery tail disappeared over
the top of the hole. “What patient, good-natured sisters
they are too! —sitting here in this poky old place (/’m
awful tired of it), chattering and telling me stories, when
the sun shines, and all the squirrels are out at play. And
what an old owl I’ve been to them! Poor Bunn too! I
wonder ” —



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Whisker hadn’t time to finish wondering; for just then
Fara’s nose popped in between him and the light; then
Teena’s; and they both sprang down beside him.

Whisker spoke right out then, —

“T tell you what ’tis, little sisters, you are the jolliest
pair of nurses a good-for-nothing fellow ever had; and I
deserve to have all my legs broken, if ever I’m cross to
you again.”

This was a great confession for Whisker to make. His
sisters were touched by it.

Fara said nothing, but rubbed her nose lovingly over
his fur to smooth it down for him; while Teena, who had
too much tact to receive it as a confession, only gave a
playful nip at his ear as she said, ‘“ We'll have a jolly
brother again pretty soon. What do you think? Mother
says you may go up and sit a little while on the big limb
to-day: it is such a nice day! And [ve told Tricksy and
Flit, and they are both coming. Flit has inquired about
you every other thing. Such fun as we'll have!”

After this, Whisker went out every sunny day, and soon
got well. He was a different squirrel, though, in many
ways. He was always gentle with his sisters now; and
among his smaller companions he soon came to be looked
upon as a protector, instead of a tyrant.



16 SQUIRREL WOOING.

He thought of Bunn a great deal; and, as you will see,
he was soon to learn something about him.

One day he was sitting on a tree-branch just above the
orchard wall, when he saw Joe coming up the hill with a
eirl beside him. Such a pretty girl, in a jaunty hat and
bright frock, all ruffles and ribbons!

‘‘Who can that be?” thought Whisker.

There was nobody to answer his question. But it was
Joe’s Cousin Nettie from Boston; and he was taking her
up to the seat in the crooked apple-tree.

As they came near, Whisker heard Joe talking very fast ;
and Nettie was laughing in great merriment.

“Yes,” he said, “sure as you live, he lit right in the
middle of the. sausage-platter. You never saw any thing
cut up as that squirrel did.”

Squirrel!”

Whisker pricked up his ears.

«What became of him?” asked the girl eagerly. “Oh, I
wish you had him now!”

“T gave him to Jennie Darling. She’s got him now. She
likes Bunn first-rate. So did I. He was an awful plague,
though. Stole my shagbarks, and did mischief lke’ —
“Like the old Harry,” Joe was going to say; but it didn’t
seem just the thing to say to Cousin Nettie. And it wasn’t



SQUIRREL WOOING. 17

necessary to finish the sentence ; for Nettie asked who Jen-
nie Darling was, and where she lived.

“ Right over the hill,” Joe said.

“Tet’s go and see her this afternoon. You run down to
the house and ask mamma, while I sit here in the tree.
Isn’t it a splendid seat? And bring my parasol, please,”
she called after him as he ran down the hill. Joe wasn’t
used to being ordered around in this way by little girls; but
he seemed to rather like it.

Not a word of this had been lost on Whisker as he sat
on a projecting stone just over the other side of the wall,
and very near the top.

“Ah!” he mused. “A pet squirrel! What if it should
be our Bunn? I'll bet ’twas Joe’s trap the white rab-
bit saw.”

Whisker had formed his plans by the time Joe had
returned with the parasol and a little gray sack mamma
had sent, with a charge to be home early. And if it was a
squirrel merely, which they were going to see, why, there
was one just behind them all the way; though, to be sure,
they would need to have had their eyes “peeled” to have
seen him, for he did not expose himself to view unneces-
sarily. It was only where the wall was broken by a gap,
or where, for a short distance, he had a fence only to hide
him, that he came in sight.



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Tom had come too, when he found where Joe and Nettie
were going: so here were two boys, a girl, and a squirrel,
on their way to see Bunn and Jennie Darling.

Whisker kept near enough to make good use of his ears ;
and he gathered, from what he heard, that to be Jennie’s
captive wasn’t so bad as some things he knew of, — being
shot in the leg, for instance. “ Fussing with him all the
time.” “Thinks more of him than she does of her eyes.”
“You'd s’pose there wa’n’t but one squirrel in the world,
and never’s goin’ to be another.”

Such were some of the words Whisker caught from
Joe and Tom; and he thought, if they meant any thing,
they meant that Bunn hadn’t been so very unhappy a
squirrel, after all. It made him lighter of heart than he
had been before for many a day.

And now I must explain to you how it was, that,
when they arrived at Jennie’s, no Bunn was there to be
seen.

As I have told you before, for several weeks after Bunn
returned with Jennie from his painful journey in the tin-
peddler’s cart, he thought he should never care to run
away again.

He was quite content to spend his days in frolicking
about Jennie as she sat reading or sewing by the window,



SQUIRREL WOOING. 19

and in chattering all sorts of nonsense to Canary, over Jen-
nie’s head. Jennie did not restrict his freedom at all. He
could go out when he pleased, and stay as long as he liked.
The hens and the pigs were not so interesting as Jennie
and the Canary, however; and for some time he staid but
little away from them.

But one day Bunn was gone nearly all the afternoon.
Canary hopped about and chirped disconsolately. Even
Jennie missed Bunn’s companionship, and grew lonesome
for him. At last he sprang in through the open window,
frisked around, and settled down as usual on Jennie’s
shoulder.

But from this time Canary could see that Bunn did not
appear the same, even when he was in the house; and that
was not nearly so much as formerly.

Canary thought it over, and wondered most. But Jennie,
too, was curious as to how Bunn amused himself when away.

Canary made no inquiries of Bunn, however, but bore her
loneliness in silence.

It wasn’t long before Bunn would go off very soon after
breakfast, and no more would be seen of him till late in
the afternoon ; and, when he came in, he would often sit for
a long time silent and thoughtful. What in the world had
come over him? What could make a squirrel act so? He



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wasn’t sick; for he ate his food, though not with quite his
usual appetite, Canary thought.

The mystery was this: Bunn had seen one of his own
kind again; and that one was Elfie, his own former play-
mate, now almost grown up, as well as himself.

What wonder, that, all at once, Bunn should become very
fond of being out of doors! His old longings for a wild,
free squirrel’s life, returned. Yes, and more than his old
longings. In a very few days he had come to love Elfie
dearly. He had asked her to live with him forever. Sit-
ting upon the budding bough of the apple-tree beside him,
she had pressed her head gently against his shoulder, and
whispered, “Yes, Bunn. But you live in the house; and —
oh, dear! I don’t think I should like that, Bunn.”

“Then you shall not,” replied Bunn. “For you I will
leave Jennie Darling, much as I love her; and, if she knew
how glorious it is for me to love you, I think she would be
willing. And we could both go and see her and Canary
sometimes; and then she would see how much better it is
for me to be free.”

Then Elfie partly hid her head in Bunn’s side, and said
shyly, ‘“ Where should we live, Bunn?”

“Wherever you like best in all the woods, dear Elfie,”
answered Bunn.



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'1398' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBE' 'sip-files00013.txt'
ce37ee7c155b4f7c159333e41b2145ba
3c7fe6f95f5fef8621daf7c00a837aca6a3c5d47
'2012-04-24T22:57:22-04:00'
describe
'45677' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBF' 'sip-files00013thm.jpg'
d36d440ad1682899277c83a5259edfaa
32204036248cd98a0e09def42afe632e3f31f56b
'2012-04-24T23:04:42-04:00'
describe
'558105' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBG' 'sip-files00014.jp2'
6e2ce24f7f4ec574f2827d1b1379b7ad
23daac92045da8c77569d11a99376fe5e32a9fff
'2012-04-24T22:55:52-04:00'
describe
'413757' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBH' 'sip-files00014.jpg'
4373d3bd61d0f8014d6cade6bafcf42c
17a1dd02759365699eedaedf67f277d17e843119
'2012-04-24T22:59:58-04:00'
describe
'34026' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBI' 'sip-files00014.pro'
8e4924ef408125b1c43f2d5043661c6b
4cf1adbaf598ed653d3028afd13e4f25895d15c6
'2012-04-24T23:03:27-04:00'
describe
'137944' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBJ' 'sip-files00014.QC.jpg'
d77212087d1074b35f413a3f5381f91d
27e36766a168589e517b2a9c5d7ad3717a9efa13
'2012-04-24T22:56:42-04:00'
describe
'4477784' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBK' 'sip-files00014.tif'
5abbac3fb9466cc81ba76640f19ecae0
dd9aad0949e4771a4939739d77e9c2ad8500f6db
'2012-04-24T22:57:39-04:00'
describe
'1355' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBL' 'sip-files00014.txt'
b6cf54333fb7e86c5d6c895e4155f008
c837e8060378a4320405e1c30f816c4644a43f32
'2012-04-24T23:01:17-04:00'
describe
'45094' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBM' 'sip-files00014thm.jpg'
5a00d39d8af5a3d992bf51bf4dc50aad
bf7b0acda65410eff21a91111cd853014def3ef8
describe
'554304' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBN' 'sip-files00015.jp2'
8138b9d486082abb43c5e4431c378c96
cd83447d815c1ed00ae608b2c3815500359588a4
'2012-04-24T23:04:16-04:00'
describe
'399163' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBO' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
da855a14602c55e5c14db63045d5e60b
4ed9a8ac44e916bb330ce65f9774fc43f1d8893e
'2012-04-24T22:56:04-04:00'
describe
'34327' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBP' 'sip-files00015.pro'
0def5cde144919b2b41b58ccf6231cc4
98b9d7f1f28deef19765d7735545d7dccb36e3c0
'2012-04-24T23:03:12-04:00'
describe
'136404' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBQ' 'sip-files00015.QC.jpg'
f9915932e04fe55bc23c6e7e05833935
7c74895666d1ceb41c60dcfc2a4df683d0495e33
'2012-04-24T22:55:37-04:00'
describe
'4447700' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBR' 'sip-files00015.tif'
389186305825d71d23406c4eca16cf3a
ab51b25c314af737ce704c0cffd70d870cfe2e22
'2012-04-24T23:01:07-04:00'
describe
'1378' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBS' 'sip-files00015.txt'
8ad06fbe44a783f4be0c71fb281701de
792918eb5457304bfc2878b4eface01b0039f41b
'2012-04-24T23:01:35-04:00'
describe
'44523' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBT' 'sip-files00015thm.jpg'
60d1e620b420d48ddafee37185d8e9bb
0ea13f11b87fc9fe77d0dca3bfaae027e00a5e75
'2012-04-24T23:03:47-04:00'
describe
'554779' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBU' 'sip-files00016.jp2'
978182fcc33ec57c0d6f5d2eee62ce33
6369db4569bd199fa6f77b370f51e0de4d95e2f0
'2012-04-24T22:56:36-04:00'
describe
'432359' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBV' 'sip-files00016.jpg'
f8f90640794a32d5d15a0b808f46b2e8
cedbad53190527e447810d6e60828e894e1a3e96
'2012-04-24T23:01:28-04:00'
describe
'24291' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBW' 'sip-files00016.pro'
c31a7699479ada203302a1348e54ac89
e6678b2d52ead64a82d959cdc148ca0825f64741
'2012-04-24T22:56:55-04:00'
describe
'138417' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBX' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
3718cd24ccddac7bd8fb7edebbd44c51
0b54d0c7ca2c0bda1a31f77e989ca38219335205
'2012-04-24T23:03:42-04:00'
describe
'4451824' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBY' 'sip-files00016.tif'
0ec16ff9e11f9354d34b9c2f7b937107
c9a160fc3b40a83caffd9fbe293a24f32a3312cd
'2012-04-24T22:56:17-04:00'
describe
'1018' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATBZ' 'sip-files00016.txt'
e6cb053b29a5d2c94a92a7fce10232f0
d3e4fb0a14e25909b54f71fe9e808a893e6ade34
'2012-04-24T23:02:37-04:00'
describe
WARNING CODE 'Daitss::Anomaly' Invalid character
'45534' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCA' 'sip-files00016thm.jpg'
2285a37c835e14244c6bc9bc18febb20
ab915a6c73fff02b696f041666c0e8a0d5dfae5a
'2012-04-24T22:55:51-04:00'
describe
'558319' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCB' 'sip-files00017.jp2'
98eb2491bcf32359ebd81ca234b255a5
84e5e3d2798bb4994a93f09e4f6ce0828608c673
'2012-04-24T23:00:27-04:00'
describe
'401114' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCC' 'sip-files00017.jpg'
fe6a449a5f6c4fe7503cc0b1688f7338
ebff43b74b1e79453bb0caa6a311e66167574332
describe
'33493' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCD' 'sip-files00017.pro'
278b197064a4700f674e2cce2490cdd3
8c62611feddaaaffff9c9d674d83c0612ea05dff
'2012-04-24T23:01:02-04:00'
describe
'136759' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCE' 'sip-files00017.QC.jpg'
7465b2c0cc2a8cd57473d7bf4483a58a
eb310dc91b5164d0d5aa1ded36f1f1619b97729a
'2012-04-24T23:04:30-04:00'
describe
'4479512' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCF' 'sip-files00017.tif'
d2fdebcfeed4aa25e3802c51c321738a
f159bbd4088f129c81495aebb45a2dd190283b1a
'2012-04-24T23:03:10-04:00'
describe
'1346' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCG' 'sip-files00017.txt'
3ed921f53942fa825dea47b86ed9331b
1cdfffb0d66a8cea34c49b2212cd0024d8867f6d
'2012-04-24T23:01:50-04:00'
describe
'44777' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCH' 'sip-files00017thm.jpg'
c035d72f990bbdeb4911cb6badaeca08
0d73b2cb18a1b0d039f769f13b6582d2ef164d38
'2012-04-24T22:57:33-04:00'
describe
'558480' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCI' 'sip-files00018.jp2'
ff4d96fb19518d4031c6517350798965
99a72884fd54834e0bf540be4373aa7f94da34b2
describe
'432346' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCJ' 'sip-files00018.jpg'
b50184cbea3c8ebc0398509c17916322
9874096a5eda3221358d9bafd01d70ace1b3ce0b
'2012-04-24T22:58:41-04:00'
describe
'36285' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCK' 'sip-files00018.pro'
23ed89cc1277d6c31fc31d2e3ce6913b
a4232ff828f6f6c957d4386825436fd056a07abe
'2012-04-24T22:55:47-04:00'
describe
'144303' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCL' 'sip-files00018.QC.jpg'
6efa1d8cabdbdd5a4b46b418203a42b7
9a26d6c5e3dbf02f9d950e76772740fc3ebb9981
describe
'4480852' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCM' 'sip-files00018.tif'
962b233c519946dc9f889b95c8952471
dc18ada786bd59213e57c2f0470048a61aaa0051
'2012-04-24T23:00:48-04:00'
describe
'1428' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCN' 'sip-files00018.txt'
3b50dc3af9681314e89bf0932d4087ac
44cdcf7f95a5df9293e732ff5e84a8bf264bd221
describe
'46475' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCO' 'sip-files00018thm.jpg'
c40ec4be3df6e6363697b9e99f7f7543
ef3835ea4f38484e45f280bd1a0de03ca1fc4c6c
'2012-04-24T23:02:47-04:00'
describe
'558711' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCP' 'sip-files00019.jp2'
282239a1495e65cbd9b721836c6a1b8e
3f5b72fd40025af9b1e9e145d2fba5c95ed35e23
'2012-04-24T22:57:23-04:00'
describe
'399030' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCQ' 'sip-files00019.jpg'
312d1ab86e6ff45be44d83d9500f21aa
3c916b91148c6bf062785c1fed53f2dabe4a24d7
'2012-04-24T22:56:20-04:00'
describe
'30504' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCR' 'sip-files00019.pro'
0e5b057f299ccfb0c68e292238c626a4
a260407a00f9de7c4e9fe139705ad887e256bcdb
describe
'133263' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCS' 'sip-files00019.QC.jpg'
83b8554294189403bc453827dde5494f
b82924be55f64fc3cfc51a2aedbbb6dc42fb77dc
'2012-04-24T23:00:34-04:00'
describe
'4482680' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCT' 'sip-files00019.tif'
3d90de6bcdaf147acc27db3ccb7c0e35
3d3d0a215d8afa45eefc33d82fedcf5954a425e2
'2012-04-24T22:59:41-04:00'
describe
'1244' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCU' 'sip-files00019.txt'
99764e9e0709ead8fa0b511ef35c9474
ade4b7c914022cddde388fabf26e5a5f7eaf2fcf
describe
'44286' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCV' 'sip-files00019thm.jpg'
c9e36c663ed6a214c9ab63c797be5078
9057d8214bac610855929ed9279ae75e0b251919
'2012-04-24T22:58:56-04:00'
describe
'563750' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCW' 'sip-files00020.jp2'
62aa8a459f531097a02c5e61d0a5149a
ad70d0b153d7c50b6b08d302079544893aa08729
'2012-04-24T23:00:21-04:00'
describe
'449782' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCX' 'sip-files00020.jpg'
a57acb73b882cab363ab1f90b9b38c3f
63d5aa9d9c357dd9b9edeb30600edf70e30a7987
'2012-04-24T22:59:44-04:00'
describe
'9412' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCY' 'sip-files00020.pro'
7a3362685c640f66dd5803d125c3c683
cca22174fec2d3f5a16990dfbdc7356bd3da8dad
describe
'136889' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATCZ' 'sip-files00020.QC.jpg'
70949fcf2c99e462c7e2833f7b4af051
38295e94742752a004f6ef58646d9537177f78a1
'2012-04-24T23:04:55-04:00'
describe
'4523232' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDA' 'sip-files00020.tif'
d67653ddd0e38a994352321b8b82c9a3
46352ed9d27914970ab632fccb276911b7c96a28
'2012-04-24T22:57:32-04:00'
describe
'551' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDB' 'sip-files00020.txt'
ad5a499a94c8dc9c8592e9dc1472a8d4
651d39f5be5d7a6a7f60c6364679696753fa9f93
describe
'45617' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDC' 'sip-files00020thm.jpg'
1e58081c3b45457fba9739be83f13739
6f21651ea019604ddc83f1a07c6cfc477449d3c3
'2012-04-24T23:01:58-04:00'
describe
'566279' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDD' 'sip-files00021.jp2'
6528f0b02c8e55731b01db9ad7bd2442
2efd32fb7ad9bcd3a9225d631206f8dfabd7ebb6
describe
'368906' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDE' 'sip-files00021.jpg'
3da8f8123a6568f0ed8a8a4b19379d4e
41593bd82f400f8e434c818fc1792c8b11c9b6f4
'2012-04-24T23:03:36-04:00'
describe
'30621' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDF' 'sip-files00021.pro'
168e597a0f55c539645347a4bbb8ac0a
16318461b4046b245f8a1f4b83fae78ba1694e04
'2012-04-24T22:55:41-04:00'
describe
'124625' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDG' 'sip-files00021.QC.jpg'
2d47c7162519a15b49b14ec695db5aa3
228c62ea81ad0878f3204c19d71260391c8f1de0
'2012-04-24T23:03:09-04:00'
describe
'4542820' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDH' 'sip-files00021.tif'
d950b8aebb21be8ad73de2932a078ab9
c0227daaa0d151c3f5f94a4c78b9efb8e8c6efb0
'2012-04-24T22:56:05-04:00'
describe
'1252' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDI' 'sip-files00021.txt'
b4fba323c4308dd94d37a762b5a04412
0eb4f6c426fe029e7b1ec56834b578af731afdd4
'2012-04-24T23:03:25-04:00'
describe
'42124' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDJ' 'sip-files00021thm.jpg'
5ac1365a86a324e153246682acc0a625
5360458b876b9280366f4fa5a196c4b127e63418
'2012-04-24T22:58:04-04:00'
describe
'555261' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDK' 'sip-files00022.jp2'
29b85662856ffdf98a923315c7c510b0
4ba8d425bcde24432735b5ad2436a1f27d864ac0
'2012-04-24T23:04:12-04:00'
describe
'391397' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDL' 'sip-files00022.jpg'
3e3c9a5b74b324ef21cfbf182b2f2e55
46f500125cf2f77dc89a8a5ca2fc5bec405caf8f
'2012-04-24T23:01:26-04:00'
describe
'28668' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDM' 'sip-files00022.pro'
c2ad8a77dcd6d6353e404cfd23b0d125
bee7ed082e068eafbf385e515ffdf1b74e159863
'2012-04-24T23:02:43-04:00'
describe
'130456' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDN' 'sip-files00022.QC.jpg'
96652a5bba9385e658e9622b5a50a499
318831ef7125d3024e798ba2c7f63b130eb95981
'2012-04-24T22:57:56-04:00'
describe
'4455148' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDO' 'sip-files00022.tif'
ee00553c74450f293f04dd17e87c6350
2136abdb6573f2ab4146943e8d4005bd02ab5828
'2012-04-24T23:03:50-04:00'
describe
'1153' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDP' 'sip-files00022.txt'
70f64aaf73f3a2b8f5b7932256d89924
09682210830f6508f86154b0daddd4ab4c42bf82
'2012-04-24T22:57:50-04:00'
describe
'44106' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDQ' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
d8e6a9c731b33bd0299e965b07e391c8
ce4521bc0ac2bf32ba199920f63684eb69bbf106
'2012-04-24T22:56:40-04:00'
describe
'557335' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDR' 'sip-files00023.jp2'
47475989c96f9463fe589126c42487e1
d21e32cb53dcf1714bbac38753af8e3021ade4c2
'2012-04-24T23:04:35-04:00'
describe
'399178' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDS' 'sip-files00023.jpg'
27c7ce0685df86ce9cbc00122c1cbec3
2cb482124533aa4659e2653dc4517f0fea86c167
'2012-04-24T23:02:21-04:00'
describe
'30392' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDT' 'sip-files00023.pro'
b330161ad1ebf4fa2bed94c00b63ca62
406697f76c5e682277009da249bf5c9a1d9c91a2
describe
'130093' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDU' 'sip-files00023.QC.jpg'
2232957b3e42ec76d5ad188b862b004a
bb44f55453d6e3d959338a85d041ccda7894d5b9
'2012-04-24T22:58:01-04:00'
describe
'4471300' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDV' 'sip-files00023.tif'
2704dd1acd951b92c871faa7343d2e21
27085845eaa48adcad4a76526c36460cff35414c
'2012-04-24T22:58:54-04:00'
describe
'1247' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDW' 'sip-files00023.txt'
7d573de2d45742b0c70f0d84276c372d
36d14a18626525f290cd8c6fa81c446bf0540e51
'2012-04-24T23:02:34-04:00'
describe
'44055' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDX' 'sip-files00023thm.jpg'
88768704cdecf278a598be5a8dcf86af
559232fb40ed9302521842b846df0e07532fdd8c
describe
'562926' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDY' 'sip-files00024.jp2'
5db9c8af3b8f104a1318999bba1f86b2
09089093816fa8829a81f3c0fd103e04a0784719
'2012-04-24T22:55:39-04:00'
describe
'400778' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATDZ' 'sip-files00024.jpg'
e9dae44f3625a01b8fa621b24234c2d5
9e5240197d85e801113e526f74b421324018bc30
describe
'32595' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEA' 'sip-files00024.pro'
ab6d9a152c4591477290713bb4de47c9
b1ebcddd131ce000c61368ffe0d28e18f9654e05
'2012-04-24T23:00:09-04:00'
describe
'132143' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEB' 'sip-files00024.QC.jpg'
b5a4e1e4ff5d4b77b1c5d423c6d7932a
6ae1d89feeb9fbeb90b6ed2be67f6741f426b4d6
'2012-04-24T22:58:06-04:00'
describe
'4517076' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEC' 'sip-files00024.tif'
843f198c07feed732a55c3fdd9a92c98
31bd76b5ba6254cd5daba7b770bca4af5ea3a634
'2012-04-24T22:58:13-04:00'
describe
'1303' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATED' 'sip-files00024.txt'
a16feb9bfc88caafed880ea7af26f146
14b857c688be50a4c3354491d2909e9ab485dc83
'2012-04-24T23:03:15-04:00'
describe
'43094' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEE' 'sip-files00024thm.jpg'
08f7fedccd2ba2ecb02acc35f3e0c621
cf621cf6462d82e732b014ae69c0adb3293bc18b
'2012-04-24T22:58:48-04:00'
describe
'559828' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEF' 'sip-files00025.jp2'
52b6e45190e456edb0abcd033277a574
c54289bd46af81896ade158a48d112dd3046eaf9
'2012-04-24T23:01:06-04:00'
describe
'395312' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEG' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
660b27b6afc2a545fca7306eafc167e1
78bd19ef09971cf11cac946a751eb08616700e0b
'2012-04-24T23:04:34-04:00'
describe
'31502' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEH' 'sip-files00025.pro'
8758f27ec3db9c0d1e341097dba4f873
fb69b856750d49955ae084dfb470c40f8df7df9f
'2012-04-24T23:02:15-04:00'
describe
'130480' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEI' 'sip-files00025.QC.jpg'
7aaf64c5c1d3b456b6faf5dafe78956f
0f7ff1bd6b76dfb9335f9e6f5e0c381f71e1340c
describe
'4493052' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEJ' 'sip-files00025.tif'
8ab9ed9efe01698e3c4dce1a6f79108e
5d8d9c73ec3e39a2c651b741b9faf06936b4f314
describe
'1278' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEK' 'sip-files00025.txt'
b8a0d84e10e92f85831ee846ee3479fc
67a6a97d700c9ca055203de4fa2f5b14ca04bae2
'2012-04-24T23:01:00-04:00'
describe
'42838' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEL' 'sip-files00025thm.jpg'
b86a539efe34cd18d33afd5fbf20b6f2
1cab9ce40b8ea550c8909d605eb6bd424ea64e51
'2012-04-24T23:04:47-04:00'
describe
'562840' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEM' 'sip-files00026.jp2'
e4293ec9db65d4435db29e2c8b62ae8e
f1f6daed78e68b823a44d5d6c21942681d47d395
'2012-04-24T23:02:03-04:00'
describe
'405517' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEN' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
15bcaf9130514de450fc0f345068d19a
79a5dc6b5b88565fc3077a62afc065401bb10b09
'2012-04-24T23:03:38-04:00'
describe
'33098' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEO' 'sip-files00026.pro'
a33fab62b5bdcca7153f92e2ec9f4241
15d3fcc2e44dc3ec93599c5298837cc769d80d3d
'2012-04-24T23:02:52-04:00'
describe
'132869' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEP' 'sip-files00026.QC.jpg'
36ffaa2f78044605d1cdb2c9b919cd1d
5f59891f28197b64fe25bd7d23917cd3cbb43849
'2012-04-24T23:02:40-04:00'
describe
'4516544' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEQ' 'sip-files00026.tif'
d97acf3b4b5483030dbec1e1c20f23a9
49272ba01a141695403d63966c657a8586bdf06e
'2012-04-24T23:01:52-04:00'
describe
'1321' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATER' 'sip-files00026.txt'
cf3196c05d15d2d569a6f351bdf77db9
6f097bda84eb151144ab1ef382e41ff175062022
'2012-04-24T23:02:25-04:00'
describe
'43609' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATES' 'sip-files00026thm.jpg'
2a72009373ffe9519d411f00f68b5119
f24e053e4fc75d35ae4f7f7e208464606b004224
describe
'566291' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATET' 'sip-files00027.jp2'
4b04f156106bf6c9495d350692373867
9a4a84c843cff1ec793374e4dbed54ba4dbcbba3
'2012-04-24T22:57:44-04:00'
describe
'411597' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEU' 'sip-files00027.jpg'
571bd7564b6bb5cbd06065114a207ad1
0f384bc866de606a47cc172fd51208f0147cba73
'2012-04-24T22:56:16-04:00'
describe
'33140' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEV' 'sip-files00027.pro'
36ccdec3cfff6f8745820aa2e103ef00
c8241c2cf4c55eb93eb210abebfcd9c87edc76d1
'2012-04-24T23:03:58-04:00'
describe
'136933' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEW' 'sip-files00027.QC.jpg'
7580dbbfbb13ba6b794802fcec3736d3
ed675d534fd72d1f0f4cd7bc526f480b3eef3bf2
'2012-04-24T22:57:45-04:00'
describe
'4543768' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEX' 'sip-files00027.tif'
f05460335cb9befa4e7f4e9c648e4c51
b8055b39c75efc5bc6329ed73292b88b1c6e1d43
'2012-04-24T23:03:44-04:00'
describe
'1336' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEY' 'sip-files00027.txt'
71f486f82951f4915c5ca83aa4affcef
82f4eb6329b5bea82e524596c44335e930c4c504
'2012-04-24T23:04:20-04:00'
describe
'44287' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATEZ' 'sip-files00027thm.jpg'
f72902b88ad7897a82cd3fc50ec75e87
1ac9774549845cb08277bb205ef65459b0e13587
'2012-04-24T22:56:43-04:00'
describe
'565512' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFA' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
78c8dd9f3dd62158302106759d7b2047
03501dc96433b6a56a75d6a482a632be9bd57a47
describe
'385971' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFB' 'sip-files00028.jpg'
bfe2627a52ebb090d6cd985b7b0d294d
b345c56525898c6ecac11f7f4ae03a2fd152fa76
'2012-04-24T22:58:36-04:00'
describe
'31717' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFC' 'sip-files00028.pro'
6201ebaf7379a89b39eec196db3afabe
98f0124dd28b1d5cb30dcdd50e77e858c02d5dc1
'2012-04-24T22:55:55-04:00'
describe
'126381' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFD' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
1d59821cd808f262f1fdd7d19af3405a
54896847bbfce9bed2bffc59b01e9b5b800d76cb
'2012-04-24T22:57:47-04:00'
describe
'4536908' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFE' 'sip-files00028.tif'
124e97c9c8cc820f34590bd7f7dae42f
2a72031b031e1745d5aa77c48110578f97e52468
'2012-04-24T22:57:54-04:00'
describe
'1329' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFF' 'sip-files00028.txt'
4b28a15579d1a7eb7645b7984a3469cb
d63f60803dcb034505b8c690c4fc16e82ed68c38
describe
Invalid character
'41722' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFG' 'sip-files00028thm.jpg'
ee624db36c7762b8bb7491183d434472
0522f5d77fb7ef17ec54f670fc68e0687c6493a4
'2012-04-24T23:03:24-04:00'
describe
'564568' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFH' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
7b09f03608e9afd6f7b509d5fb0217f4
388a9bcdffbacd5df685764fe3da522cf5812798
'2012-04-24T22:57:34-04:00'
describe
'389401' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFI' 'sip-files00029.jpg'
19568f6ed5f91943e8eceff3e2947fb9
7fa1ef92cbf64b53161ce9c055f1a494f1bf0cb7
'2012-04-24T22:57:06-04:00'
describe
'32509' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFJ' 'sip-files00029.pro'
e9ff09406658fd55898845b985e66cb0
12fee2964e9404456de586346ece6799475cac4e
describe
'127037' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFK' 'sip-files00029.QC.jpg'
6ce1638e476c70c276a6b8d23b5a9e69
d5000ff782053cde4134cc71df3b42637f88c226
'2012-04-24T23:02:05-04:00'
describe
'4530108' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFL' 'sip-files00029.tif'
7efb4e129600d3ebcd80673649ff58b7
522c15e8abdaedd6aa0963b3a8d0a15bb505f66a
'2012-04-24T22:55:57-04:00'
describe
'1318' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFM' 'sip-files00029.txt'
9d802c4a6e8cd0c0f382243370c28136
aad6126e8b3cb8f7869c7c739d2c9b284f902175
'2012-04-24T23:02:29-04:00'
describe
'42558' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFN' 'sip-files00029thm.jpg'
6f549fde03f0917b640b5ce8d9b8e4d6
83fdbd838715b4b4a42e6aab8fd2eb1282683600
describe
'561438' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFO' 'sip-files00030.jp2'
07aa49a72142b793a42d5bda6bed0259
7e8305cd9d14e2fa5429c2e20953e358b2fa8677
'2012-04-24T23:02:46-04:00'
describe
'441016' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFP' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
487c07fdf750eb1045c6376578ad6f5f
2c0388078bf872bd7c62d1d1ec950e203ffcfe30
'2012-04-24T22:56:27-04:00'
describe
'36300' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFQ' 'sip-files00030.pro'
12fe98656c0cba44dfa609dabb62fe89
b808df524d02b2be161fadd693c727c2ba62afc6
describe
'145540' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFR' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
82d6601fdb69d507d0a9e44ee2ce7f73
f4d04211281d0538eec5d98fba2832b77385b187
'2012-04-24T22:55:43-04:00'
describe
'4505016' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFS' 'sip-files00030.tif'
da72192620e60a01c50b2b1b1b67802b
ea4b22b4615ee3f959fbd3bdf3f144e92422fa7d
'2012-04-24T23:04:26-04:00'
describe
'1431' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFT' 'sip-files00030.txt'
f5e6382b7f54d9b9b153eb9ddace0bb8
4dafe43d97fe09901f1257315798f351e2b83f82
'2012-04-24T23:03:19-04:00'
describe
'46866' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFU' 'sip-files00030thm.jpg'
a40756ca596550c4403a7d1ab93f019f
0ee084ac8edde0a736e83c71cdfc4a3d78065811
'2012-04-24T22:55:56-04:00'
describe
'558469' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFV' 'sip-files00031.jp2'
6f5f579fe5130709382ecdb9128f4bcd
c8aeac14e234f7c9049ed4a1416d94f80407aca9
describe
'406611' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFW' 'sip-files00031.jpg'
6cdf2d26baecf6edb36bdd74abdc997c
69bbeda6e65882c4a99f9a007d21315b667814e0
'2012-04-24T22:58:08-04:00'
describe
'33692' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFX' 'sip-files00031.pro'
a9242b5ac1483ada29d400bb03bcb1c8
87af58f2a328f5bf73d0e9eaf115285fb5db216c
'2012-04-24T23:03:40-04:00'
describe
'133795' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFY' 'sip-files00031.QC.jpg'
906a6c56b6d8b4bb9804ef15f8fe97c9
90e0817bec578a4cf485105b17213d8b4df7b07b
'2012-04-24T23:01:08-04:00'
describe
'4480572' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATFZ' 'sip-files00031.tif'
6259c9179f1494ae7acac8afd73c8750
ead2ba645df7ee01f1bcd80dc1dd0248dd853725
'2012-04-24T23:02:12-04:00'
describe
'1361' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGA' 'sip-files00031.txt'
6b043eceb3ef378e36d56e0929971156
96ddae50cb7e5ff2eeb37a360d83cefe95bc4c6a
'2012-04-24T23:04:19-04:00'
describe
'44732' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGB' 'sip-files00031thm.jpg'
9d2586ef413c6c195e98d3683a31beed
112742b662a0c2901b92295266a617f59caa8005
'2012-04-24T22:59:53-04:00'
describe
'552279' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGC' 'sip-files00032.jp2'
509313b06c776d8ba45e3ad612005d86
4d21c1821d01827fb71cd5487a3cada8b95bceec
'2012-04-24T23:00:02-04:00'
describe
'399535' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGD' 'sip-files00032.jpg'
e9e7bbcb085024ebf63dce7f294baf52
c38ff47f5170494bbc487230b2c0f37dd90f6729
describe
'21622' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGE' 'sip-files00032.pro'
5da528fc36ae4cb25e3ce44bf3785f13
59949bfce315b74b8a087e628a36929f5f473ad5
describe
'126835' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGF' 'sip-files00032.QC.jpg'
cf7630a1f8f99d257ec2b4e62011e474
8b540da9e17732af7d25dd508aa8d2f2f205f4a3
'2012-04-24T23:00:41-04:00'
describe
'4430948' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGG' 'sip-files00032.tif'
5be53d4c8f082023bf72f582510f2294
f486dadb1fb39b1a885bbc9cdd6c8d15323c4ae8
'2012-04-24T23:04:58-04:00'
describe
'890' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGH' 'sip-files00032.txt'
4abb0e17a0e598db91558970122ca07b
7b0fe20b2a627066e3dd583f5a4bcf1578012683
describe
'41998' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGI' 'sip-files00032thm.jpg'
0e9ee8a051895a15cbbe42a5284de667
dea4c6f94b22c347600979cb52b8b4e904a7fa02
describe
'563070' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGJ' 'sip-files00033.jp2'
68a266f673428b6127921068918fde98
eeecc92056c99c6ec809a22a3abfb0da7b3aee9b
'2012-04-24T23:04:23-04:00'
describe
'385363' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGK' 'sip-files00033.jpg'
4b5fdd507b013fbf35cb2fe5658555cc
1a256e31782a69c8e81ebc8edadb0a5e4a2168ac
'2012-04-24T23:01:56-04:00'
describe
'32321' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGL' 'sip-files00033.pro'
aaf3ac0f2afc40b4e1e8b089e08b100c
2c51156e2c034886ea7d3b16c7076897c64d8092
describe
'124610' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGM' 'sip-files00033.QC.jpg'
b1436f52b3c65c9d547db102d04a5a1b
4f6dca8ceb790ff74386b454221188f1cf0532c9
'2012-04-24T23:03:37-04:00'
describe
'4517200' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGN' 'sip-files00033.tif'
2e4b183c606f1437e7297d1bfe21cecf
64d7c6dd87491bfab3ee77b620717c4526ec1ef1
'2012-04-24T23:04:46-04:00'
describe
'1382' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGO' 'sip-files00033.txt'
4a417ab2765ece809b20a76bdead0e0a
54b6e4c8fba61c1539158cf7cfad9661618bfb8e
describe
'41920' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGP' 'sip-files00033thm.jpg'
839651e0db3cb783497160e977138fa3
ea29c55340be6c89e70170723891ca1fbb64b027
'2012-04-24T22:59:12-04:00'
describe
'559630' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGQ' 'sip-files00034.jp2'
703d9cc2dd1f05fa31329303e8c97342
0db26052cca4c0f5024b89209f790a455c209e4f
'2012-04-24T23:03:59-04:00'
describe
'451713' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGR' 'sip-files00034.jpg'
f8999921c76970cea588a0f49cc0441f
c697dbd3c712fa24d6999e0390b6df661308c46c
'2012-04-24T22:56:50-04:00'
describe
'20156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGS' 'sip-files00034.pro'
73ee50da6b38bd99c7f2137c6023d874
bebea4b13c5f145e85af02e6938e70c5f3ef8fc9
'2012-04-24T23:03:46-04:00'
describe
'140506' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGT' 'sip-files00034.QC.jpg'
f5545eec877b7345eb0d887ac2e629b4
60d836ce0cd13ad91eeeb05c79877352d296ed1a
describe
'4489940' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGU' 'sip-files00034.tif'
90342cfd392fb5e17d1aedc8d32f9980
10200e8c06f4441142845ff796597b679458a7b4
'2012-04-24T23:04:03-04:00'
describe
'861' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGV' 'sip-files00034.txt'
f06cd763d365c448a39562800f0b55ec
8bd000a36908bea0490b8cc974939154b4a12fd0
'2012-04-24T22:56:26-04:00'
describe
'45407' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGW' 'sip-files00034thm.jpg'
833283c6e0b24d50f6041a59b61cdcd7
ecb4853a7bac917555d0eb146051f4ca88583997
'2012-04-24T22:59:38-04:00'
describe
'561838' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGX' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
9f4b532ebd4d935dcdd0445889c55d6b
64f2df41c36c8ea936c3cfd40c303e2d4da0fa07
'2012-04-24T23:02:50-04:00'
describe
'319192' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGY' 'sip-files00035.jpg'
b179ca930eba4b8d22043d461994323b
01d2e1c1cea09bea5b4aed62b67b43411b1dca4a
'2012-04-24T23:01:40-04:00'
describe
'14457' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATGZ' 'sip-files00035.pro'
4d11172396aa3b02813ef02753a2a112
4d292f0a4d91595220eb8ac5dab97089db36d7d3
'2012-04-24T22:55:58-04:00'
describe
'101018' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHA' 'sip-files00035.QC.jpg'
534f49430a170745ebb340cee6466e47
7c7a4b8e66f9247bfc046ed8484aa2b1a8095da0
describe
'4505856' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHB' 'sip-files00035.tif'
be8958f64d74df36a1e32ddcdb4bf72b
d85aa100ab1a025e53cd3fc1d8b575901cb7bc2b
'2012-04-24T23:04:41-04:00'
describe
'602' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHC' 'sip-files00035.txt'
4c6bbe746acc2915cb5853e394ee0106
c3a5749c9e980d05f18e8aa9e8df4d1788021bcf
'2012-04-24T23:01:10-04:00'
describe
'33192' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHD' 'sip-files00035thm.jpg'
3dff18402bd292120099993d1f274e86
9e8ca9b2741ea0eccd5deb8c34b02ed1d7881dc1
'2012-04-24T23:01:41-04:00'
describe
'561873' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHE' 'sip-files00038.jp2'
56c519918f06192575c0ace217ad4277
a8aa11242c3baa77d58ea462491ebe25c26721f3
'2012-04-24T22:56:37-04:00'
describe
'483168' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHF' 'sip-files00038.jpg'
06077cc765908cba5a88f048d452b784
d4418a2a7745bde981b010622217bd3bc7890dd1
'2012-04-24T23:02:56-04:00'
describe
'1003' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHG' 'sip-files00038.pro'
67282f0a2e16da80fc8469ef56bee25b
a44af26d1de17a43c1da3c591c1b6b2e10114003
'2012-04-24T22:57:15-04:00'
describe
'141690' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHH' 'sip-files00038.QC.jpg'
2b44c7529dfe5e153eeebda42e64cdc7
935819eb457794161f25383fe0594beac224db7a
'2012-04-24T23:00:55-04:00'
describe
'4509016' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHI' 'sip-files00038.tif'
2e10e8670762e91af57788abf0b974d2
8535a40730466fc8226cc0deb6580726145976e1
'2012-04-24T22:55:44-04:00'
describe
'139' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHJ' 'sip-files00038.txt'
3b04c5b0c6ed65a4d4f2e91f1310428f
1d7d4aeaaea2bad92a55aaff1545300cd2b72fd2
describe
'46184' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHK' 'sip-files00038thm.jpg'
7f477efe2540717ddc8d7d15b924f45d
0879bb4ce0ebb44c22cea18880bb01a4edab741e
'2012-04-24T23:00:50-04:00'
describe
'563290' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHL' 'sip-files00039.jp2'
e4f0dbc26cde02991539b94d40aa77e1
ecc9fb4bd916d5278e6c06b2b5fd79145f0c5c1f
'2012-04-24T22:55:53-04:00'
describe
'391544' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHM' 'sip-files00039.jpg'
8187e69fc63855b207e5a350820f5f8b
0e70dede51e4d55e97b734dae158225c354999e9
'2012-04-24T22:57:31-04:00'
describe
'28139' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHN' 'sip-files00039.pro'
8f3dfe45ab6e58a0e9e4300bfa0f09c7
29cdb38b9ad174bc4c13f559deb18829c72180b4
'2012-04-24T22:57:40-04:00'
describe
'127796' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHO' 'sip-files00039.QC.jpg'
29b11c55fef95404f7c3e06d6013f545
116058c951db7159584d8de4aeebd98bec65c351
'2012-04-24T23:04:57-04:00'
describe
'4518748' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHP' 'sip-files00039.tif'
9d8ed21632fc20c0981bbc7b5b8186eb
7acf045b2d8831a8c195a59db9d8a57bd4ccf67c
'2012-04-24T22:57:28-04:00'
describe
'1164' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHQ' 'sip-files00039.txt'
c8038d46eefcfc94cc6d9515c93b1ee0
24a9889ed8b7d5e48153e998efcc4c169e4499e3
'2012-04-24T22:58:30-04:00'
describe
'41890' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHR' 'sip-files00039thm.jpg'
780eb674d6787d8110f2bd197dba5d46
d637efb7defed2fa8e850e33b30fbf39971cd5bb
describe
'564478' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHS' 'sip-files00040.jp2'
2ada598066b3971706fc1f8c1e9733f3
d37eb90a8f740b95ce25a32c54ac4adecf6da6c2
'2012-04-24T23:02:10-04:00'
describe
'448395' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHT' 'sip-files00040.jpg'
ec7670c3e477605360817a40bb149d84
50c9d91a95ca4c4c9c95b08b217916bece4722dd
describe
'16391' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHU' 'sip-files00040.pro'
992f587bd15c139e63168977aaafdee2
54660ada3de89e247f2868378ba9f35afa59f0d4
'2012-04-24T22:57:36-04:00'
describe
'137938' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHV' 'sip-files00040.QC.jpg'
9f6574292e0c3eab9907187373bb02a9
6cb166a0842d0216f6e8fe38bd1e53afb3a43256
'2012-04-24T22:57:51-04:00'
describe
'4529200' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHW' 'sip-files00040.tif'
de2cd554bc101221787fd5f0b1b5ded3
015ee8582615a81f08a819155a5d4f4d40be4c15
describe
'967' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHX' 'sip-files00040.txt'
e8aa492fa12e3607fd419fa2513328c7
765a96fe638e50ee60e98451978f26d6bf31d313
describe
'44963' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHY' 'sip-files00040thm.jpg'
631ab7b9b2405610a10771543392cad2
9fb10af918d9cc8a2a2ae3d2ea60f9a630db2fc9
'2012-04-24T23:02:57-04:00'
describe
'547763' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATHZ' 'sip-files00041.jp2'
6ad39f613b44656099db0f5c34d0ed47
7dd8b76451954b5852a1b6e4ef6696f53aed79be
'2012-04-24T23:01:49-04:00'
describe
'412532' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIA' 'sip-files00041.jpg'
b76e3497a631ce124b37cdfb9f80a290
7ab76b0ae6a06af468a4279016e8f13f060494e4
describe
'36848' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIB' 'sip-files00041.pro'
9bf7869896f50b73cfc7243493ac886c
26bffa4d0011d2bd3f4cbd7920c25449560d3608
describe
'141664' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIC' 'sip-files00041.QC.jpg'
c93831efdf9fc1491e5b38e952adaf20
702487c81fe51c274b207e72d700ed02cb03cf84
describe
'4394960' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATID' 'sip-files00041.tif'
70dfe5230442762a9922ad1d0fe3433b
e9b3c6b35d7bc77fec2c29255ee0d8e2aa4d97b9
'2012-04-24T23:00:06-04:00'
describe
'1471' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIE' 'sip-files00041.txt'
59dad06138aa05a2816a405ff23a49ce
c4873a539263d110853b2b4d1a41983935e1d39b
describe
'45519' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIF' 'sip-files00041thm.jpg'
5632df2bda472205b8a8ad24c6767166
2b9c35ef60dc8e3f2dc099e2a83fd2da3df17d4d
'2012-04-24T22:59:35-04:00'
describe
'567863' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIG' 'sip-files00042.jp2'
9a3e53fc46961c59e95005a03357a0a4
26284d64b20042ea3d174b0f44301bbc07da4f04
describe
'424988' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIH' 'sip-files00042.jpg'
b69fa3eb9ad308931e5f710bd31da40f
2294257eaa9fc8e3f00a13bd8c5dadc2ffbc7f35
'2012-04-24T23:03:00-04:00'
describe
'35425' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATII' 'sip-files00042.pro'
b7d8677c7450d0b85cc2c95a98d85103
12839ac7d0a37bdd78491d0638b24a0a8a56bbaf
describe
'139424' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIJ' 'sip-files00042.QC.jpg'
e0ba536175730857b3cfef2d1215f45a
4b2e4c53e66f4df6dd75f343efc5a3ac46ee2e2d
'2012-04-24T23:04:13-04:00'
describe
'4556352' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIK' 'sip-files00042.tif'
204299f9f2a376bde84958be00eb9250
573f41fac06198babbf54c0f80cae09de99d6bec
'2012-04-24T22:57:26-04:00'
describe
'1397' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIL' 'sip-files00042.txt'
a385022a53cc18a423552aa445d8f121
a75f60d605a541fb62f98546a7dbf5d8944a5e9d
'2012-04-24T23:02:41-04:00'
describe
'45456' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIM' 'sip-files00042thm.jpg'
ee94b97f9e753337e5a76656cc5d09c0
b4e8348e91d8ef67ec9865561e908081d415d116
'2012-04-24T22:58:15-04:00'
describe
'554532' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIN' 'sip-files00043.jp2'
e96efb229a8885e5cfe52250ac1554b8
5a3310d22cebb8b1fd628a67cb3f6cc2def3a7c6
'2012-04-24T22:59:32-04:00'
describe
'423407' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIO' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
1862d076c14e0535fd15ed15525b04d1
a3cfb021ff357c06129e7a71dfddec87c75dcdeb
describe
'33757' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIP' 'sip-files00043.pro'
ecd4f3b4dbfeba4adb408b9fe7fddc78
9d5e0581aadb85b92516e7e5b8145b4bf6f87729
describe
'141779' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIQ' 'sip-files00043.QC.jpg'
5d8a57910841694a00065d6e4cd224cc
efc4a42146eccfd6744e6f344798f450f1c3f1a1
'2012-04-24T22:59:27-04:00'
describe
'4449564' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIR' 'sip-files00043.tif'
018a3ba4849de7e49eefd59808546ffb
b674687526a6e3db9c571936daecbf7bad410270
'2012-04-24T23:01:57-04:00'
describe
'1359' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIS' 'sip-files00043.txt'
7bc7a8ecabe31174ce9165756fcf71d9
4f5382a8c024df5b06a88634337ecdc2ef66ca2f
'2012-04-24T23:01:05-04:00'
describe
'46320' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIT' 'sip-files00043thm.jpg'
32131d1c4aca785208997ad9755032f8
5d2c18a826dc456950b0ba7eab121a2eeb28f55d
describe
'560991' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIU' 'sip-files00044.jp2'
52c1464dda54229b2b5e4daef7411841
5c3ce718bf1c0b9e026f63eef39c84afb53ea5cd
'2012-04-24T23:04:09-04:00'
describe
'436512' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIV' 'sip-files00044.jpg'
4ee443770c10a47f1f8dfba493594f5f
602c3aeacfa48e59b56783de11bb108edc08fbc8
'2012-04-24T23:00:19-04:00'
describe
'22868' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIW' 'sip-files00044.pro'
9615aef226a9d0721c20d975c626be40
ee2abd32ad964962addbf36bdbb72895b1beb914
describe
'137649' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIX' 'sip-files00044.QC.jpg'
09937162d695379db4c9ec7626b1f029
06a2ca9a70fa26b96791ef5703c4fc60d5999138
'2012-04-24T23:02:49-04:00'
describe
'4501436' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIY' 'sip-files00044.tif'
48f63e548a77bfb8f5228bfcf53306d6
5a95a8cd09a0c923239187c77db10960575172f2
'2012-04-24T22:57:17-04:00'
describe
'940' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATIZ' 'sip-files00044.txt'
f2e0da80cbdfee0c20c96a7c27895baa
46498f1859a1cd49fd5c853a738122051c21adc4
'2012-04-24T22:57:01-04:00'
describe
'45471' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJA' 'sip-files00044thm.jpg'
51987a7b16585e626cbeb6953c06e160
0af2a51af3eedc87aa5c2bd6e613ec0919042b05
'2012-04-24T23:03:51-04:00'
describe
'554815' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJB' 'sip-files00045.jp2'
ad14623571002651b788453ab9d4f49f
493c9e8b5aa3cd384566ea4625edc6248eeddb5f
'2012-04-24T22:56:46-04:00'
describe
'417960' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJC' 'sip-files00045.jpg'
92ee9a56062dd5d556709c7abd8a1efa
2c97fbfa38e4c685cff4db8f28ca599fe0c9c9cf
describe
'34562' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJD' 'sip-files00045.pro'
8bc3fbdff868656c5949b57061f88552
7c4f078595c0d5dfdea91caa81fd2fa7322f48e8
'2012-04-24T23:03:35-04:00'
describe
'136558' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJE' 'sip-files00045.QC.jpg'
8a13e0e53fcb5061a342840f57cecbc9
fbdfdebc17fb69356f3182a6b98431d2c5ff5fea
'2012-04-24T22:56:08-04:00'
describe
'4451344' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJF' 'sip-files00045.tif'
b030f1b2f2cfc0ac17d6f488fa4b9b69
e5531d8be2247faac569d6dab92ee54fcee1382a
describe
'1395' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJG' 'sip-files00045.txt'
a97a77fc756641df5ab79a1c1eb00431
974b00e2b9ee2571fa6c4d5328daf9cef02225dc
describe
'45052' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJH' 'sip-files00045thm.jpg'
1dbc94020a0b2a52184abf54f72776fa
6489b96528c01f9af9ff754fcd0b2aef65f64e0c
describe
'559071' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJI' 'sip-files00046.jp2'
ae9fe145711847c29ac866a2332ec667
82cf00fff15d637f9a0ac6eec385dc451ddc789b
describe
'398515' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJJ' 'sip-files00046.jpg'
a7977e9e137f1401651b6c15da290744
ef8c60c547d4d8c0c6937da2f1bf47341cf6531c
describe
'30705' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJK' 'sip-files00046.pro'
d7bd70b6694b812f9b8897f3902cf0f3
989e067d7a79bc119d6f4b7d8683a4e0cd4ee342
'2012-04-24T22:59:01-04:00'
describe
'129780' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJL' 'sip-files00046.QC.jpg'
2af09f432c3f99d0398ad47d8e1a1908
95e05c5f296a77f63c1e140236eefc015d5c06ce
'2012-04-24T22:55:54-04:00'
describe
'4485868' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJM' 'sip-files00046.tif'
62a130982c114eaffa175ae130ad3e98
27ee52e77bf3a7c0ba904201bedbc4daeddd8cf1
'2012-04-24T23:02:32-04:00'
describe
'1229' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJN' 'sip-files00046.txt'
3ae55f88aa16c6c15ca025092f4c5a7b
eb1eff7f478ebb776bc7ba5a3b205138609fc45d
'2012-04-24T22:57:00-04:00'
describe
'42364' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJO' 'sip-files00046thm.jpg'
11e2fadf0db7a559ab06166c2729d3a3
81a17d02c443ef0c94723bdd646a833f67e053a8
describe
'568335' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJP' 'sip-files00047.jp2'
d44c3ac617ea0ce1cd60ecdb2c8b2662
9c4929ea2c75b79be631a85e1fd65bd16510cf22
'2012-04-24T22:55:59-04:00'
describe
'418934' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJQ' 'sip-files00047.jpg'
4b281a3a08c42622fa40c6a037067f3b
8fb8f59ad3fed5f42f6297cc0f5dea177eab81b9
describe
'35336' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJR' 'sip-files00047.pro'
833c26e03be66264cc3f68c4324989b7
bc4d827ec6f66ea05bbde10037fcdd8cc1c51ada
'2012-04-24T23:00:08-04:00'
describe
'138346' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJS' 'sip-files00047.QC.jpg'
e56866a434d156830a3d62e195b155cd
1c9a1bdb4609009c7845a8ae7148909fe0422c75
'2012-04-24T22:56:32-04:00'
describe
'4559860' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJT' 'sip-files00047.tif'
10729daaf33cd248922e95a6b88f7330
ad183ff16f41baeebc23550d39b33cb57a5dfbf1
describe
'1422' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJU' 'sip-files00047.txt'
08ca674dd54bdfdc830da2d979e02511
de0d97f1e61d0de81e66eaa94e7cbf736cf78982
'2012-04-24T23:00:42-04:00'
describe
'44810' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJV' 'sip-files00047thm.jpg'
568c6d71186dd83ee6aaf2c61b40a0a7
30458004e812858580f4d36b013115a0074311b0
'2012-04-24T22:56:57-04:00'
describe
'555697' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJW' 'sip-files00048.jp2'
49fe257a9b456fe45487a17042e365ab
be26377029767caf02193fb8e10ec2f0c85c013c
describe
'410816' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJX' 'sip-files00048.jpg'
67560f2bc3ded928f7bcd1c4ba432c26
f31947759625dad3d1255b3ff6a9c076f12c9a39
'2012-04-24T23:01:34-04:00'
describe
'33819' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJY' 'sip-files00048.pro'
6bab4122e087aeb724fd00bf7c0fc442
7a66ab4d28a7d912402a1c8ed9640ea93f1de1e6
describe
'134675' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATJZ' 'sip-files00048.QC.jpg'
e76582668865fac4d3247d339ea6ad32
ec8da9f28b3a0086180dc484c082430c657c5fb5
describe
'4459236' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKA' 'sip-files00048.tif'
28202288666cbfb0a9bf6faabecaaa33
8deb2276dd122eddb29bb19020ae9b90c84a1410
'2012-04-24T23:01:24-04:00'
describe
'1342' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKB' 'sip-files00048.txt'
438f3aa59ab0aabca6994b6277cc6ce4
84c50e61b804d0d9ce7b566cb1d33a2c1bcb9dce
'2012-04-24T23:04:45-04:00'
describe
'43445' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKC' 'sip-files00048thm.jpg'
ef52b3c648fe876bde2a3b0157c3590a
58f5c033e9e766f0b4230cf923fdf80e8decbd44
'2012-04-24T23:00:18-04:00'
describe
'563223' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKD' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
295fd8c56acc4e30df57082a94e4c3c7
bbd5f5f75f1b09560c26d43c521181b0ff4cd1f0
'2012-04-24T22:56:44-04:00'
describe
'420440' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKE' 'sip-files00049.jpg'
3eeff0fa87633f9d190573be1a526055
7e3499e7f10ce0f2442151805df4775eaf94f7a9
describe
'36101' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKF' 'sip-files00049.pro'
2bd52acec7ee9c3ebdba9c2c7871e305
c3d9afc00b9178ba7f527b213ecb223920e0c089
'2012-04-24T23:04:28-04:00'
describe
'140164' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKG' 'sip-files00049.QC.jpg'
7bfe0d47fd99b7ce972f7062f6f5a9ad
d8a9182f89a926411e56edfabb981ff130a49c11
describe
'4518980' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKH' 'sip-files00049.tif'
ea41cebc15a653efb67865fb84a74126
7df4302b27539a2fc1c4c4f51610178a727fda89
describe
'1451' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKI' 'sip-files00049.txt'
3a22f5b4052fa1c12859b18c4239f98e
620ce0d5ec3b35c3b06600befd1ae6315fdc9ff6
'2012-04-24T22:58:59-04:00'
describe
'45130' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKJ' 'sip-files00049thm.jpg'
5cb40b20c7df6fc2dffa45884cdb2b46
1ab4f0ee15d15adbc43fa735bab89cbe4aa5c57a
'2012-04-24T23:01:51-04:00'
describe
'555480' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKK' 'sip-files00050.jp2'
64fe00e61783a845320c7aa5f18946b6
c8fa09eda5cd27f3908069bf3b1d866ebc490ac6
describe
'426163' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKL' 'sip-files00050.jpg'
550d3d918305c080fb75ae4822e294ec
45e8fad2347250247a7b3f4ef26c25b271824bc5
describe
'35168' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKM' 'sip-files00050.pro'
bdd0da9dddafa3e5894f6ef7e84c27d5
f373b5f27deb558d775dda99eff8d91098eed0f5
'2012-04-24T23:03:18-04:00'
describe
'142662' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKN' 'sip-files00050.QC.jpg'
ef9ba9f8f3ba5c1147b023da3289676e
d32bd3310a408322a76162ebbf43753d295e689a
'2012-04-24T23:02:28-04:00'
describe
'4457336' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKO' 'sip-files00050.tif'
7b207b3fa43ebb87c4274b9d36207d93
2e04ef69b216cd56ab6dc4103b040b8be0500217
describe
'1394' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKP' 'sip-files00050.txt'
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04c4ec6ed1996019cec4fbdc6b93236f4e2ae50d
describe
'45622' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKQ' 'sip-files00050thm.jpg'
1a36f4ed0db55815f4dcc9dc221a7d6f
3a756f3df59e55fee274b8a0a277da2390b38ac4
describe
'555673' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKR' 'sip-files00051.jp2'
174afdcb4f2508f781b8b254534885ab
34374ae080e7d54f048d53eaa712a1e89ddcd598
'2012-04-24T22:56:03-04:00'
describe
'426187' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKS' 'sip-files00051.jpg'
a1138e3845fc261fbef489aae137a41b
59a21aa67811f41e1faa17abea77282163f99643
'2012-04-24T22:56:18-04:00'
describe
'36276' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKT' 'sip-files00051.pro'
ebe91d9a113c4efdcd99e9d4afa85490
91956038392ab85304f219f4f488819d82c9e986
describe
'141771' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKU' 'sip-files00051.QC.jpg'
d5e722b430144974ae7b6cd84d645e49
4725deabd41b42056cefd16837d562ba34eef2c9
'2012-04-24T22:56:19-04:00'
describe
'4458864' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKV' 'sip-files00051.tif'
3f01a4c7e1a805d3880a9a272c4c1d9e
550a4f101c4f26fd5653ee39cc748b86cac962e7
describe
'1470' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKW' 'sip-files00051.txt'
6bb8ed26bf79a7a6113e8281b105697a
11099fd81ef04f738e3e131816badf42ccecfacc
'2012-04-24T23:04:36-04:00'
describe
'46478' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKX' 'sip-files00051thm.jpg'
b17c8619d0d900b2b87f838b7dc182b5
b014ef07f4dcfad6d6d93ec669c197c55897b97b
'2012-04-24T22:57:14-04:00'
describe
'560585' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKY' 'sip-files00052.jp2'
d8a22e8ebf7c525debe57edecc45b2a4
68cb4e9a3bfacab851a9ce7a03dceb2eeec77b7b
'2012-04-24T23:03:30-04:00'
describe
'416695' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATKZ' 'sip-files00052.jpg'
ef89adb4b5bbdeeee34fac6e8c8d0b6a
6b79b761f93f7fcdefbbb4cf4c5d4ce02f2a86ee
describe
'32951' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLA' 'sip-files00052.pro'
8d8bc88c8e08b9f5042bedfa653bc1f3
4c40cd6792cba5331b0ac077a3181e06e6aaf1c1
'2012-04-24T23:01:38-04:00'
describe
'136156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLB' 'sip-files00052.QC.jpg'
b41c2b3f79cdef14434c357a511d10ba
23f55334bf99535fd99d459a6778723217afe3e4
'2012-04-24T23:00:11-04:00'
describe
'4497892' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLC' 'sip-files00052.tif'
4414c6cd2eb2f4d136e859ea55c6a62e
13bf2844eddb22e7be3313606354e6abe80978c5
describe
'1309' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLD' 'sip-files00052.txt'
256d1761e943aaffd299da07f371cb30
4402c96cc60e1d51e72d9d85fd6eba848c705e59
describe
'45127' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLE' 'sip-files00052thm.jpg'
b16f23bed95917a96b29d2aced4dc405
f70e3584c02395773ebfd1cb8281e90ccc36cf2a
describe
'563796' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLF' 'sip-files00053.jp2'
6c9eab4da1f685fb572d62afa511680c
44613ca7083e8f22785a66cea09d0bac010f3cc8
describe
'464327' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLG' 'sip-files00053.jpg'
a4f9109471548b0dcbd4c7acbf394f14
136aa161c146295e87f6d940898c4d779e643fc2
describe
'15637' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLH' 'sip-files00053.pro'
8b4c5afb429ac21650364cdc69cb24a1
04869922d66c06e2af4b2fdce1916827494c6744
describe
'143717' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLI' 'sip-files00053.QC.jpg'
ee972755ac50b435fad57c3dba42e836
88df39daea595d5363b0f1aee9b7249a4d818b4b
describe
'4524140' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLJ' 'sip-files00053.tif'
c224290fdebd207fc0563428532406ed
6ad09e27758387a6446dbc8b92db9073087baa58
'2012-04-24T23:03:57-04:00'
describe
'770' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLK' 'sip-files00053.txt'
4017f0ce64fc1b0d009443a38495561a
7ed144430b48589e587405ae77029a0e8320c5c3
'2012-04-24T22:57:35-04:00'
describe
'46592' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLL' 'sip-files00053thm.jpg'
4e928dfb4b80f5a362b2895ec4f06fd4
5de31bdac13e4ff5650dacd410422efa73733118
'2012-04-24T23:03:16-04:00'
describe
'562415' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLM' 'sip-files00054.jp2'
9c07f77b6ec940630dca109e2ce0e7c2
0e256c1242c2213fe155425e05ee6c273018a23f
'2012-04-24T22:59:09-04:00'
describe
'418457' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLN' 'sip-files00054.jpg'
f7095a975c7d0263278318aa57e68328
ed3f341214c140e3f5f15218afeb69a1969c178d
'2012-04-24T23:01:33-04:00'
describe
'20911' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLO' 'sip-files00054.pro'
bc9f689b2f60c46b2542593562559c2d
a2afc0f5d1cf68b4b6d49246330ed3058c7aa2b4
describe
'131234' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLP' 'sip-files00054.QC.jpg'
cd2c716eb0951ca0908082292de8a555
ef6d1376755abcad68b12809c489fd7c4a730705
'2012-04-24T23:01:48-04:00'
describe
'4512544' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLQ' 'sip-files00054.tif'
e7f1733a6c9f834e4199a14dbd5b1f4e
fce6cd7d2ebd312d651c303b6455ff4f101c850f
'2012-04-24T22:58:07-04:00'
describe
'1298' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLR' 'sip-files00054.txt'
82ab7cadc07284f01f8f315de9b3f47f
2475fe95c6a1fe0bc617cbff4fdc65c557db790b
describe
'44064' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLS' 'sip-files00054thm.jpg'
2dd9cc0da88fe0cc3c8f83a43ce8f2f4
6f6db662ee753691e26caa182814559ea669efca
'2012-04-24T22:55:35-04:00'
describe
'565541' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLT' 'sip-files00055.jp2'
6a1a7176f732a1c1e51f1efb7d45f751
760b9bf571a079c9b64940485d6a776be3d6f7da
describe
'409489' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLU' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
a4765ff8e857bfd22d1fb983a016f9c8
aace2ce2e6de4cca1b741cb86c1416f5ad85856d
describe
'34497' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLV' 'sip-files00055.pro'
4a30f69560b342a6f6eb2d9a11db86da
be83f58ce2f16996bde43b15ad79970cadf37d97
describe
'135367' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLW' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
5a893270cc468891f7d86a557688b4b3
7bec270075aafa37ec75eb6084647686e9cc3861
'2012-04-24T22:58:51-04:00'
describe
'4537144' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLX' 'sip-files00055.tif'
3fe73d51230d578aec0da7a83e37d236
3ec35a9a6f052de953a9ac13fc96007586cc422e
describe
'1393' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLY' 'sip-files00055.txt'
fb227d8c14a807dae080c91f57e122ab
909916fdcac30d0a242afb11fe2e26c44a8cb201
'2012-04-24T22:58:55-04:00'
describe
'44177' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATLZ' 'sip-files00055thm.jpg'
7d8d0129257c4a64474aa446df18b2da
96c0c6baf94d197e310b90de85272652878c1e88
describe
'562096' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMA' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
6574f56f3d005ad898c764e870b945ab
d5bf2dc99120a6cfef32769654dabd4a3bf586df
describe
'424549' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMB' 'sip-files00056.jpg'
6b06b0e28e8805cc1f2b8881e4b64fe6
579f4b3cb0387ebbf997819ffb7ca611cfe82149
describe
'35108' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMC' 'sip-files00056.pro'
4e3bcb694057c6699cd9b11a671dec51
fec2ad8185739fb510b2de31ca475dd715d6d892
'2012-04-24T22:57:21-04:00'
describe
'140030' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMD' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
07d61f1c45d6ad38629a58aac99b77ef
cd6b72c1eea3048b602a648a13166158abe8dc29
describe
'4510384' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATME' 'sip-files00056.tif'
f40fdc3570b51045727f386b03f30f87
ae4f9e9a9dc91f001bf514d30127d46221177dfc
describe
'1445' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMF' 'sip-files00056.txt'
eff727fa2cdfa156506f32974992be4d
6ff45d28aaad59c72309437f1e9887583a939825
'2012-04-24T23:03:52-04:00'
describe
'45426' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMG' 'sip-files00056thm.jpg'
479724779e0f9096201082085c79e257
8377c7ded108e092b55d415d993c876e5672059f
'2012-04-24T22:58:40-04:00'
describe
'573783' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMH' 'sip-files00057.jp2'
493ac384e9bb8ab6c9d4efad4585a6b2
ae5a4310372483c7e56bc63d6f0f89fe18590fee
describe
'389620' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMI' 'sip-files00057.jpg'
7ec4126d0dd13b48977713ad5f23a228
c347e236c8c429acd590ad97664fbfecd0e21d7f
describe
'32639' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMJ' 'sip-files00057.pro'
c114c263290046b75f1fb148232d7398
afc1f463cf9a0febc642f066ca7db633442c800c
describe
'132874' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMK' 'sip-files00057.QC.jpg'
49f108c7a826eb6739785fd042e5324b
8134ef4d0cb903256f97d86e54301df77a2a6abc
'2012-04-24T23:04:18-04:00'
describe
'4603168' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATML' 'sip-files00057.tif'
d34d4b4de8f73f1a9e6c42a12d603796
50250ff1ca68d3c13dbd261b2d345ff37c5ea3a8
'2012-04-24T23:04:37-04:00'
describe
'1325' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMM' 'sip-files00057.txt'
cfe6b2a1476dbf6cccbf6f0e3aa560cf
b4d0b9169f19b2464fd1d07901fb8b9e99e7707c
'2012-04-24T22:56:47-04:00'
describe
'44313' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMN' 'sip-files00057thm.jpg'
a963264ac1c8236ef28c9ef2feff7781
27fb140334cbfaac6da40ef5e900f3b52fe0a86d
'2012-04-24T22:58:38-04:00'
describe
'562992' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMO' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
f15eaec0e4559ea0fa96ed008f3f3364
303ddb56e5374ce541edfff4bde1c17a6867d2e5
'2012-04-24T23:03:54-04:00'
describe
'406828' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMP' 'sip-files00058.jpg'
21dbfe6ef79492fefc812c7e84de8cbf
c2847ae4b2f15139b97f503ee42356729d55143f
describe
'34953' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMQ' 'sip-files00058.pro'
a95063218af408854d699dfda212e785
aeb754add945b31be79f953498e3e912fdc895cf
describe
'135189' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMR' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
7c34316d4804b734cd384bfd18a948f5
313d6d6681f8ad55206357b9e9f0c39f10da26b8
describe
'4516972' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMS' 'sip-files00058.tif'
e6219eb1409e9593a90f76a40c68403d
b789d7c3f341ec24eb1a1019c12f53e143091c19
'2012-04-24T23:00:51-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMT' 'sip-files00058.txt'
63a515a69eeceae602e1dc5867601ff0
5e9d6b547c548225e86a9ff3221b0d8d631396c3
describe
'44237' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMU' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
8967949d73599ed3533ab77481fdb9cf
9bb23b099daeaacf73fb8bca616fb3496f648b52
'2012-04-24T23:00:28-04:00'
describe
'565347' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMV' 'sip-files00059.jp2'
757fd0bc8de17fb5522b7c3812d89755
0754a4a8f9b036666887ce918641a500cc344631
'2012-04-24T22:59:11-04:00'
describe
'420949' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMW' 'sip-files00059.jpg'
a33eaf1b179ca535d22e39c75799e8e1
ae642709e0e62630e7f20ba206aa5f2f17a204c0
'2012-04-24T22:59:43-04:00'
describe
'35497' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMX' 'sip-files00059.pro'
6eeadcdd123a84e9c0ffdd63f4c5e506
51ac9a57a260d76b2f8ff574d4562cbdb615551b
describe
'139239' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMY' 'sip-files00059.QC.jpg'
1b07c0090b74febbd4fa2425dac13b88
972541a85b26fb9dd1a76e41e3e7d5b9c468923e
describe
'4536424' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATMZ' 'sip-files00059.tif'
506dc5c2aadcea995e5f55c93dbed27b
40355b42400433d0f69907b4e3a4e195956df8c6
describe
'1420' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNA' 'sip-files00059.txt'
995a82718d2a864d3af886905037377f
52e42afb56317cd1af57bae1b54e3f550aafed93
describe
'45157' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNB' 'sip-files00059thm.jpg'
e2809d65d6561b5a6908ee555a2df76e
106d70777cbeb53add1239abd3afb19179907d37
'2012-04-24T23:01:04-04:00'
describe
'562356' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNC' 'sip-files00060.jp2'
693eaaa46c0de054c4c321c8e400648c
4368012f06ef4f4244ce9707a636d31b848efecd
'2012-04-24T23:03:02-04:00'
describe
'405906' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATND' 'sip-files00060.jpg'
ffa2f05a82cbc824a200ea2a1f404b7d
4282a54cb369c10020e05b372973e9186c050be7
'2012-04-24T22:58:10-04:00'
describe
'34257' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNE' 'sip-files00060.pro'
2b4367d232b16fa27613acf4841b526f
58bf7a45dcd5a00783f3177e678d4bee6d66ba3a
'2012-04-24T23:03:48-04:00'
describe
'135134' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNF' 'sip-files00060.QC.jpg'
99799bcbe5e57973ec0cb6717b260f2b
b53e8038ecacb5630abc77726b28ce1d287da0b8
describe
'4511556' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNG' 'sip-files00060.tif'
3162d9eead316a73ce9ee2a21d6013b1
e6907bdc234c7b9f1aa775f1b90ab506a1a22f1e
'2012-04-24T22:58:28-04:00'
describe
'1352' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNH' 'sip-files00060.txt'
d4c599e0a5c6b9b1b8197205b757080c
297b037ed4569cfd691d27433072d9319d78463d
'2012-04-24T22:56:02-04:00'
describe
'44499' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNI' 'sip-files00060thm.jpg'
25783405efea0653e3dfccff1a85b87f
ca296032060ec0f40dad95dbdbf8385189df34f9
describe
'566670' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNJ' 'sip-files00061.jp2'
1cd2dd3187874cbc606e7f38a99dc122
8e468832776b992f26380263f690d077449077f5
describe
'387965' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNK' 'sip-files00061.jpg'
95a60d8becb63bff4b9540a9548ee041
4ff74a8fa95c26659cc911585779756fb1e2de11
describe
'30297' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNL' 'sip-files00061.pro'
8e277d0714615dd6ef914298a2ea9bdb
cb5a1cb1a6caa0fe30df36693bfeaa1f36b7c127
describe
'128205' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNM' 'sip-files00061.QC.jpg'
a506d1aef80dfbb72abaabe3500052b9
3a9d04d3070885131a9dd15058d574121ea435a0
describe
'4546104' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNN' 'sip-files00061.tif'
6fbd9f9a9ee1340e8460512107fc6874
e0486f0962b88e7091158b7045ccc6190dccfc64
describe
'1242' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNO' 'sip-files00061.txt'
8d16c3960b760e7acd36fdf51bc0651b
1a642497bc5b51055010c600e23fb6fe3be91741
describe
'43038' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNP' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
2aa9196fbe3cd19df416b7cc73e4e7cb
28cc1af893a89a9d9b1f003aee430f57a4c118d3
describe
'561678' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNQ' 'sip-files00062.jp2'
004803a2ba8e01f9ae0a2cf4c26081c2
f904b5223ac975dd4df19d213977ca036bfa7839
'2012-04-24T22:59:49-04:00'
describe
'395646' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNR' 'sip-files00062.jpg'
b87655a1706aaea3774016ff2ae57af9
443713e78a82217684f942fdf8204d828efb00a2
'2012-04-24T22:58:39-04:00'
describe
'30037' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNS' 'sip-files00062.pro'
614b89e4eb4a8b30e149a606ebd29895
18b966eb0bdc269f650c3d4d8d630ffd1af64f64
describe
'129736' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNT' 'sip-files00062.QC.jpg'
9902378ebfb2e1bd247288b95bd1ce5c
00f5aa9cd752818461e6c688a24bd615e01a36e7
'2012-04-24T22:58:22-04:00'
describe
'4506592' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNU' 'sip-files00062.tif'
0f5a5b63525e545b4dea1e68b1266ac4
0a786656538aa61f573df403c5c14daecc3b778e
describe
'1192' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNV' 'sip-files00062.txt'
5dcffe99147c3d07618d527a36fdf919
b12ae7f73f97d6429717396bcf78058745495bf1
'2012-04-24T22:56:51-04:00'
describe
'43049' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNW' 'sip-files00062thm.jpg'
58938f5a9dc52a96dd0bbae74d28643b
cc05f146869cc595b300f67018c898114505960a
describe
'560086' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNX' 'sip-files00063a.jp2'
84009ad911d2a09052b5083aa986f402
d2450f515c267de14a666b2c49c28a3fe0a0ea98
describe
'498799' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNY' 'sip-files00063a.jpg'
0f4eaa76db043d7deca371ec7f8e44f5
4a1d8a583982492f0ce14c76d563ac9c6a8ec16d
'2012-04-24T23:02:01-04:00'
describe
'8804' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATNZ' 'sip-files00063a.pro'
9e831b16f6c93d3e2716940e733a4d6a
e69ee6c167f3b3c9261196af6d6b642e13c6f0e6
'2012-04-24T22:56:28-04:00'
describe
'146067' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOA' 'sip-files00063a.QC.jpg'
354c58997428491d7749f9622223ad6a
c1e4570b4c316ad6e2849fe93c79e4bc61f3543f
describe
'4494668' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOB' 'sip-files00063a.tif'
6c10c85f8e8ea45170082685ff48ab41
5ebd33461ee0f44b1425af1409611b7c44a796bd
'2012-04-24T22:56:34-04:00'
describe
'556' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOC' 'sip-files00063a.txt'
cbfe20ec7cb6fe9a134cb9e44bdc68ed
a3ab7f4aeb3bc05a42a580c4b652b6a6930affb6
describe
Invalid character
'47137' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOD' 'sip-files00063athm.jpg'
e9a14425273c8f10becee1dd82158fcd
732cd639abdb11859c62fe05f15805381e4a9620
'2012-04-24T23:03:26-04:00'
describe
'557810' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOE' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
65638130a737ebfb9f41bf44916519be
cd2cd84cb3d8d62b2eb9d5ed813945193e59bef0
'2012-04-24T22:55:38-04:00'
describe
'390893' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOF' 'sip-files00064.jpg'
800d5f6e089e8a1bcc3afa69cd782dbb
a19254ef091d7f8059883c415b08d71115a1ab27
'2012-04-24T22:56:49-04:00'
describe
'17420' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOG' 'sip-files00064.pro'
8236c6c29ebf746cf24c56637cc7a1be
acc4afec3c1cb3c128d8e07bc151e6ce91d0add9
describe
'122984' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOH' 'sip-files00064.QC.jpg'
037d62c6bd09b73d5cc7c3c994a66bc3
5316a3e37db5f6590305fed2219c4dd1add22ff3
'2012-04-24T23:04:39-04:00'
describe
'4474976' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOI' 'sip-files00064.tif'
23a7f2bb007d7c06700a1b1df19e929c
a579083ab153ee8db2994ae4a3c1acb49fe07761
describe
'1036' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOJ' 'sip-files00064.txt'
6a53f1ad5e8f39f8dfa8cecf0a2df2d1
76e3e19c09d83bf0abbccc87217340e1e7c1d1f5
'2012-04-24T23:00:14-04:00'
describe
'41628' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOK' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
9cc5df1c8f986cf0058f10d3490c172d
f21c529fdfc09ab75bfb9f1c6ba7df1d7c60c78e
'2012-04-24T23:04:53-04:00'
describe
'553514' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOL' 'sip-files00065.jp2'
ddae1c64f1872b8aec6d76dd0ef0754c
945b84d748a315837ccef855e6da98276e11bd12
describe
'438218' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOM' 'sip-files00065.jpg'
d4a31032fd4e129f0292fa22f4318fff
e317a2a99037f986961d7d3e2b92fbfd1b976a4c
'2012-04-24T22:58:24-04:00'
describe
'37105' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATON' 'sip-files00065.pro'
6d61ee485bf9ab8e05397ae1a1ac0297
5aada1e0473946e4701615f67a51e27af9b3a576
describe
'146245' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOO' 'sip-files00065.QC.jpg'
6c4d4ee25665b56bfed98077d45f205e
ed131a58ef30b9dc77c54c0cc82a6893e725cb44
describe
'4442400' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOP' 'sip-files00065.tif'
a39b384dcbe50d1f32169827fcc13cea
15e1389c1b65781f7c4c8ff42273ffd90a319ee8
'2012-04-24T22:58:35-04:00'
describe
'1463' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOQ' 'sip-files00065.txt'
51d4eef7926092e2848ffc63aed2842a
148460916482d1028749009664c4c39de1b433b7
'2012-04-24T23:00:15-04:00'
describe
'47366' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOR' 'sip-files00065thm.jpg'
1c770886a90800b71849c7bfee26c649
f5b54233eac90ae2f5c8cf64d84ba7ddc9679ae9
'2012-04-24T23:01:46-04:00'
describe
'552500' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOS' 'sip-files00066.jp2'
55f07fc2128a3c4e26cfd60f1690c237
fc8009076eecea3ee987ff7f06acfd1f03bc4691
'2012-04-24T23:02:06-04:00'
describe
'423809' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOT' 'sip-files00066.jpg'
9746c0acc80d2ae0cd49542e5484bc72
1e4bed5ccba56b701fd2a0022e5ac0a000842b74
describe
'34608' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOU' 'sip-files00066.pro'
0edd868881e305dc05ee3b2eac4beec7
50f9446fb39f085db5bcff6444b2748d6871e6fb
'2012-04-24T23:00:07-04:00'
describe
'140371' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOV' 'sip-files00066.QC.jpg'
122e96d3407daf1bb6bedcc0f6afc3ae
99ab866781d2dffca70edf3dd829bfbc09612d25
'2012-04-24T23:02:51-04:00'
describe
'4433412' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOW' 'sip-files00066.tif'
95b8058918bc275b8ad03e00b90d5bdf
f8217c8c01a45e5bfdf62d54168b3e5755c0b263
'2012-04-24T23:01:27-04:00'
describe
'1388' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOX' 'sip-files00066.txt'
097349ff53989495701f952baaa4e31f
a5d4f4fbc9c1a5e35e81959e14ecc68a1c752728
describe
'45884' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOY' 'sip-files00066thm.jpg'
f9140be00fd5da41862e50b007e814c6
59d73ccbeec78e98b833f017e5c0049d62bc6d93
'2012-04-24T22:58:26-04:00'
describe
'555079' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATOZ' 'sip-files00067.jp2'
38dcdaeadf4cb073c8eb70fa2da485ac
a0ab5f679f49e1854d59eafdb8b82f266fd2feac
'2012-04-24T22:59:29-04:00'
describe
'433151' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPA' 'sip-files00067.jpg'
9c703d3cbe659d3da5a24bcded3c0fc2
d5d01ab6c150543af377d89bb3367e979bca68f0
describe
'36991' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPB' 'sip-files00067.pro'
57fcf89df72347a57b55c344a17cca84
766b7523b68c48900aa7dd18d470836aff05ddfa
describe
'142765' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPC' 'sip-files00067.QC.jpg'
8ac141a60a5e69b0556a57695a669b71
b2b9fe46940a0d1bbf9eb809a6d130d8d037e490
describe
'4454188' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPD' 'sip-files00067.tif'
03ba11dec312397b97d137efa4348546
48cc06cf86e6d5cf690bed03c1c1750a30d16cee
'2012-04-24T22:57:48-04:00'
describe
'1456' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPE' 'sip-files00067.txt'
2989d96ff9ebcfa50381a6313a684ca7
5af1b6c2cc521e8617913b56d67f6a49c7116f47
'2012-04-24T22:57:10-04:00'
describe
'46312' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPF' 'sip-files00067thm.jpg'
6e3694d7fde78649161822be15588d5f
eea354d85c278f8b48820e789581408f229edba8
'2012-04-24T23:04:52-04:00'
describe
'561673' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPG' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
a170a756510ec2f93546120103201776
53148bcd256ea83be3a286741c41c093e27fd35f
'2012-04-24T22:57:19-04:00'
describe
'434610' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPH' 'sip-files00068.jpg'
979883365f636dffb145913a670ff15b
cc7ae98c79b933fca0268c3e182b5b1383b4a1b4
'2012-04-24T22:56:54-04:00'
describe
'35361' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPI' 'sip-files00068.pro'
3525a478470075cdc1004375b0e96589
b5dfe76be2769502dd6cb28657273db44dd758e2
describe
'143962' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPJ' 'sip-files00068.QC.jpg'
06810b1a45ea0aec5695086a30c7bafd
36ed944b1a7da649453af3c469362694d9d222db
'2012-04-24T23:03:49-04:00'
describe
'4506744' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPK' 'sip-files00068.tif'
13195c2a2777cd13a98c8675cc0ca2fe
18c3982fc06fd2cc2a315a8291979496e767d558
describe
'1416' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPL' 'sip-files00068.txt'
52d409b1eb2a384c5ac58682c36e247e
eb2154e17d28891f835bbee8f611381533d0e5c4
describe
'46978' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPM' 'sip-files00068thm.jpg'
805bf65d71be71bcee839ff3d60fc9d1
e01b1234cfdb87c43d3733015e4ff31aa39e2c43
'2012-04-24T23:00:10-04:00'
describe
'568856' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPN' 'sip-files00069.jp2'
5f8a7e9a8c7d4420ddd397cdfe8d0191
09fae0c89cd8565e7f75ba4e09b2d2fe539021c2
'2012-04-24T23:01:32-04:00'
describe
'453187' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPO' 'sip-files00069.jpg'
e31b9fc2e338a13be401ea2b4d248889
680216ce8f524eeb7be596402e8c1448e34e0383
'2012-04-24T23:00:12-04:00'
describe
'17552' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPP' 'sip-files00069.pro'
95318d1e625e14da4214ee60eb534f13
38cf2b89fe1ffa2774ce796ecd1164b222411db8
describe
'141953' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPQ' 'sip-files00069.QC.jpg'
82913dcd8f48a7d87f34e049af20f3dc
639fa4e6f12e2edd44f8fe7ea5ea9f09fb88cd19
'2012-04-24T23:04:11-04:00'
describe
'4563916' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPR' 'sip-files00069.tif'
5ce2c7c2d5ff9319c7310f5e5f6d84ed
be6a40b4083aceffefdc8739eba09540c039a12c
'2012-04-24T23:03:31-04:00'
describe
'1408' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPS' 'sip-files00069.txt'
b9f0af4a8581b3fdf6f6e1d27182f3b3
8678c4213bce07b13f93af4b73bf8aa90802431a
'2012-04-24T23:00:40-04:00'
describe
'46227' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPT' 'sip-files00069thm.jpg'
49f0eddebe2c06103b4fdb5e735cd6a1
91ac6c671651a87d2554409dccf1bf2b6be3db38
describe
'559156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPU' 'sip-files00070.jp2'
c0d64f948a775490314adcb3f92c22bd
0bab7836be1a01edac651063183eb76892583165
'2012-04-24T22:58:05-04:00'
describe
'436430' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPV' 'sip-files00070.jpg'
fc85b021df12029adb48865b0f162d77
d6d4387740077a845732eee081c8d64060a5cb0b
describe
'37535' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPW' 'sip-files00070.pro'
9a417a5721c363e4b3be9e338b073433
31a3e2091a3cf47aed0a144dc62a59d900c2f6d8
'2012-04-24T22:56:06-04:00'
describe
'144755' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPX' 'sip-files00070.QC.jpg'
69710496a011ef7c42a7dd8d742761fd
3419b425592799e0e33851a86991f34ef08220e8
describe
'4486896' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPY' 'sip-files00070.tif'
68fedfc0e8e2ec26dbc2ea9f296a07e5
1eabaa50696c859775fe895fb116f71f73e24aba
describe
'1681' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATPZ' 'sip-files00070.txt'
001989df37dac5202f4a848b4103142a
f0d8e2d6d8cc1b83cb92ee75cd530ad6bc09e1d9
'2012-04-24T23:02:36-04:00'
describe
'46643' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQA' 'sip-files00070thm.jpg'
ce24c060048122f197f2b181390cd281
27a4e1b49e6ce156a1b97548dd2359e4519096ad
describe
'547603' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQB' 'sip-files00071.jp2'
7d1d0a9102e2b61386ec383ad697f429
4d03d1266f0c9f7907301d39141ccc2c2efe0597
'2012-04-24T23:00:23-04:00'
describe
'402458' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQC' 'sip-files00071.jpg'
00247bd91eca05079e723a09166a4e6a
eb33d308caa3a3215f1984e77d2d825d3f6aa099
'2012-04-24T22:59:59-04:00'
describe
'32160' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQD' 'sip-files00071.pro'
5532e7fa58bc66e969ebc857ba827f74
9c59c1b14abd27703de9419806ad52f17ce47e7c
describe
'131229' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQE' 'sip-files00071.QC.jpg'
63040d01bf1c5d0ff8524c94311b4a03
c2f151015909c976503bd8bc650fa7118aba2aee
describe
'4393652' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQF' 'sip-files00071.tif'
2053d2fa7873f53ba39f4eebea21cbf5
95b2c1cf9b92c6850978d6259e4099dc346b1c19
describe
'1282' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQG' 'sip-files00071.txt'
95c29f238c3a733a70df674316cfea6c
a466cd4070b0d7ed6a672ad9ecae6c727d0aa407
describe
'43628' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQH' 'sip-files00071thm.jpg'
8d858f70260a341414399d86e879d559
6954a88040d7b931836b3790d43a72ac877c407c
'2012-04-24T22:57:11-04:00'
describe
'548946' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQI' 'sip-files00072.jp2'
ad04090b02b16649a678d1ab2fa9f231
aa0524831b90b2307fbeea6dcde5fc9b0f58013d
'2012-04-24T23:01:09-04:00'
describe
'417864' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQJ' 'sip-files00072.jpg'
1348d51fa9a9d5d86df87c005af6c1a0
dc7012555910e81c26e98a2ae2a31f0c44be2a77
'2012-04-24T23:04:48-04:00'
describe
'34637' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQK' 'sip-files00072.pro'
38a76cb4a3a0a843d560cad1df84c557
b81aaeba1d45390ca5bd6ad84ca87fddd4cd47c4
describe
'137924' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQL' 'sip-files00072.QC.jpg'
7e6d5c4181ce9b7fff68617532554aef
68ba07d0800346ab12223a3a3986c459fa1b26e0
'2012-04-24T22:56:15-04:00'
describe
'4404748' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQM' 'sip-files00072.tif'
4e76f52a88ee180176e3d0488e21f7cb
b2dc37d133b0fddc5f80b903f78d290a06eb9fe6
'2012-04-24T23:00:54-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQN' 'sip-files00072.txt'
ba1c88638a563ecd07628c8afc61564c
ff2b0a6faa5a5f48634a30a61ec679fcf6cb7635
'2012-04-24T23:04:21-04:00'
describe
'44600' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQO' 'sip-files00072thm.jpg'
5ce3f07168db348af0482e5dd96317ef
7f79a410fbb6418f5a1578166d02dadf2f015f5f
describe
'552788' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQP' 'sip-files00073.jp2'
ef872b8d58924db5858545445143671f
541e78b61329f9e690af8ea65215f2ef739c0cec
'2012-04-24T22:58:20-04:00'
describe
'416809' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQQ' 'sip-files00073.jpg'
374d54fd4d6800886e5747a2e3ab1207
dac402f4b14c9761916a1376766e48d2b50a39e7
describe
'34267' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQR' 'sip-files00073.pro'
838840221c05b4e98fc7420d1bc4b0b1
a53243039c6d1635413dc71972b7baee8ae813b2
describe
'138731' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQS' 'sip-files00073.QC.jpg'
2b300152fa0eb9f96eae9dd5bef5663f
c65050b559c6e8203c6b8a6abdcf54325a019926
describe
'4435892' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQT' 'sip-files00073.tif'
494a4d0fdfdf6365520392ee4b3f5b77
b870fb6138d7ff51c8f06b50e807b649c52843e0
'2012-04-24T23:02:11-04:00'
describe
'1423' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQU' 'sip-files00073.txt'
06162db2c28ed51bab6d1444b22603d0
16c6b63785f337f1329a09b779e75423ce202938
describe
'44466' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQV' 'sip-files00073thm.jpg'
c565589c4d622f03d5e2124ef1a1a8cd
5a0291eda882e813be61eccc458dfac0fd3362c0
describe
'550313' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQW' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
016623eab03f0c25a70a7cd239f461d4
2ceee7c27333002ff31ba20c96cd196c31542a00
'2012-04-24T22:57:59-04:00'
describe
'414941' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQX' 'sip-files00074.jpg'
4c9c40ae26c7a347f0a26b41383fa6aa
9c211439f4f4afc32fec7fc7f2d27404a4d182b4
'2012-04-24T23:02:55-04:00'
describe
'32967' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQY' 'sip-files00074.pro'
957b30853171100522c4d7490d32049f
32b4596bcf6883468bafb9da9a65ce7aa87ca438
describe
'136714' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATQZ' 'sip-files00074.QC.jpg'
09d159e542743058c52ffc6cc9d7671e
60f7fa9e400c8ddfcc375a85446ee7694eb7ffa5
describe
'4415688' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRA' 'sip-files00074.tif'
c5483e8fb79c3b304ec41b40c6e46441
5b21d9ee8825f8225aaceac71cb34c83509d4b7c
'2012-04-24T23:00:20-04:00'
describe
'1331' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRB' 'sip-files00074.txt'
73e01c37d7a81197cf8a4a53635dce36
058ab5df5f3ea5d0ae45616bfe8472bea08b4c2b
'2012-04-24T22:59:57-04:00'
describe
'45142' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRC' 'sip-files00074thm.jpg'
cb688c586c3a5593bb229f6148282e8e
7faaa7bf009db5602393cfc0f04162b0971dd5d6
describe
'555834' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRD' 'sip-files00075.jp2'
84e731d81cc4e955fc4313ab9748e43e
17c8b17bda8fb06a9268b027fd8e822540ea929b
'2012-04-24T23:02:33-04:00'
describe
'418868' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRE' 'sip-files00075.jpg'
d1873d7b8aee9552f48ae6fcc571ef1d
00072c238049818b159ec85842d95e712533bc97
'2012-04-24T22:59:14-04:00'
describe
'35290' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRF' 'sip-files00075.pro'
a702f295376e8331d7842176971719cb
cdf11a96434e97b0fe179b4592e95e4b29ca913b
describe
'138922' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRG' 'sip-files00075.QC.jpg'
99a05cdda09cfb76e9cbffa9e4937e2e
a3c5ec07a7f70a185b75f8480d7559589195beb8
'2012-04-24T23:04:29-04:00'
describe
'4459948' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRH' 'sip-files00075.tif'
1659c0900eb6486fd1d43b56c109e578
2db006e3b329dddaf95ba6046b11cca83647c963
'2012-04-24T22:59:37-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRI' 'sip-files00075.txt'
721d19c61fa23a96389081e6b81c5c6b
42b5ed7d743d37aa4ae15a2c339cd2d1658665c0
describe
'45717' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRJ' 'sip-files00075thm.jpg'
32b70b79ee3455371783467574d31d17
a90d8c8ca32eca43d0e12cd237785b5a660a58ca
'2012-04-24T22:59:46-04:00'
describe
'551252' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRK' 'sip-files00076.jp2'
acb02cf34620fa322ffd793a0da0a44c
34dab5195a6ac53f1c753fa8784ef8964dd92241
'2012-04-24T23:02:27-04:00'
describe
'462832' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRL' 'sip-files00076.jpg'
8014066cac73e558a99e2e9ceee5cfec
3e90292cdb65d8600900c538e1a0031b7c002816
'2012-04-24T23:02:02-04:00'
describe
'18468' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRM' 'sip-files00076.pro'
4b5ac133d3bd750ddcf7c2acec2d7b2e
4d27fbfe823d31af44950530354319824174b66c
'2012-04-24T23:03:07-04:00'
describe
'142658' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRN' 'sip-files00076.QC.jpg'
e6b720b842a2f63e1a0c891ff3790446
16e29b0120abcdecb8ff18f2faca52b9c08d2429
describe
'4424156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRO' 'sip-files00076.tif'
48c3c79a6c0155ef2cbb656451bcbcfd
c788575c0fa0a6b6e026894785838ee1d6eb4bf6
describe
'858' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRP' 'sip-files00076.txt'
d038becbbbecabdbedd8593e50f0da4b
4ebd984d002571ddc94a6d176565385042220f58
'2012-04-24T22:57:08-04:00'
describe
'47099' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRQ' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
65212a7d044349eb88ac21346a6733f2
b5a0b383a4e3f8bfea5158a17f1d8e084821ca6f
'2012-04-24T22:56:01-04:00'
describe
'554515' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRR' 'sip-files00077.jp2'
fb8957aa0d0d597cef43cd3ef0a88d49
f73e9b4d80f4fa3f984907198d983825f0fedcb8
'2012-04-24T22:55:40-04:00'
describe
'433481' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRS' 'sip-files00077.jpg'
3726d24802898bc804812ce3db791f6f
f4902babaa5a17aeb8750f754fb0320da540b858
'2012-04-24T22:56:38-04:00'
describe
'34861' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRT' 'sip-files00077.pro'
bb8b78de355ec74e0c074abdb671430b
5cfbc4c94bd43af6834e47deb2c73b0dc0b61791
describe
'142939' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRU' 'sip-files00077.QC.jpg'
aa2fe8c639e6065f71303d6ac8493ffc
a16318d067031aa658e279b00fab516a8a6cfab1
'2012-04-24T23:03:22-04:00'
describe
'4450200' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRV' 'sip-files00077.tif'
26f4c22547e2b5a1735a7fa703bd40b2
702ecb166ac977b26bb504486bedfc98fa45a989
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRW' 'sip-files00077.txt'
7336232e4d92479ba29ef980bcdaf1b4
dc56c91b6e27172861914fb77496e3380b1d5ce0
'2012-04-24T23:00:43-04:00'
describe
'45786' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRX' 'sip-files00077thm.jpg'
93536849200480282e37712a5fb9b668
a5078dd04065ed666e1157f6fca430888521afb7
describe
'555776' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRY' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
18116a0c5bf30b25061ae30b24b59165
130d74a1cc75b4c0541a4e36dce44b542371476a
describe
'432183' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATRZ' 'sip-files00078.jpg'
82b547bbf0e9cac175ce84f36ab79a58
b693d2eaee170cbf0a8c439c3d2695dd0a0df9c8
'2012-04-24T23:04:27-04:00'
describe
'35315' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSA' 'sip-files00078.pro'
5e6db0f0b1dca04fe861a5e0d5b63e42
f98747376049d2aafeb2a52f83b442971b612aea
describe
'142550' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSB' 'sip-files00078.QC.jpg'
72650c36b7d20474be5a13a8a0b9561b
02f604aa64b8ab017992c55f68c5abca6a691adf
'2012-04-24T22:58:29-04:00'
describe
'4459816' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSC' 'sip-files00078.tif'
0289e0644f72741c30c6eb3924a0aa38
209add6226cbe0f5a679e894204c56d59e6c78de
'2012-04-24T22:56:00-04:00'
describe
'1415' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSD' 'sip-files00078.txt'
b0a879910bd46ddef51c9256a5644345
7e1bf531d9de5cf149b58d950472b33bccc66314
describe
'46143' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSE' 'sip-files00078thm.jpg'
7326acc577a4d5a1d77f2616f6a9e9cf
4b1e7f21af8cfa49b9a144777b1670c7b6b6fb3a
describe
'560957' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSF' 'sip-files00079.jp2'
781bd8140d08dbb04c830a9a7b07c53c
47e182d5968d112ccabf610ab736e44505ea51cb
'2012-04-24T23:01:14-04:00'
describe
'421858' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSG' 'sip-files00079.jpg'
8136ac87f74520c4025f1986afc82229
ff539e8277cd175752291e13dec2d273d2807bcb
'2012-04-24T23:01:22-04:00'
describe
'22605' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSH' 'sip-files00079.pro'
4928a0d2515ef1719d511ca56e33e711
9304b4b5200646a1c418b0b40664976088244b6c
'2012-04-24T23:02:58-04:00'
describe
'134290' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSI' 'sip-files00079.QC.jpg'
c961622be8522fec1354a36206288aec
60dd9da7763fd59b9e9522ab7abc5baf7b178ca4
'2012-04-24T23:02:18-04:00'
describe
'4500956' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSJ' 'sip-files00079.tif'
fb9f5aea2f7baa17c78aa20180519827
a77bf724ffbf4a0ca4845d3f66ecefccd93b5430
'2012-04-24T23:00:52-04:00'
describe
'947' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSK' 'sip-files00079.txt'
fe71d6ca5aeac5c7e754c1fde164e033
d566798e0c1e05a4cb240491b2c0e384709f2a57
describe
'44421' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSL' 'sip-files00079thm.jpg'
72b4c1f2306bbde913865d8a75129328
e40cd94869d4f5e90bb09ffc3517843aa473f0bd
'2012-04-24T22:57:18-04:00'
describe
'551930' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSM' 'sip-files00080.jp2'
344853e124d7a74fce11a43461d07c60
a0a56cebe1681d3e9b6af05813282dfbd7d166ce
describe
'426983' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSN' 'sip-files00080.jpg'
aa02b9889e19028e4ed86276c6fe1fc0
21de5a3e978d3008711fed6bab8b05f0bfa0036a
'2012-04-24T22:59:08-04:00'
describe
'34806' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSO' 'sip-files00080.pro'
53b2be66f254ca2f376554840401f57f
5bb44d888fd0a7e883c4855fccc38e8ee77893ed
describe
'144618' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSP' 'sip-files00080.QC.jpg'
cc7357fe13daaf535517cfb789d28c49
82bc6e4178bf291262a61439c0b4047c875905cb
'2012-04-24T22:55:36-04:00'
describe
'4428852' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSQ' 'sip-files00080.tif'
6b5dacf7f7edbe9f0c94848f53f5e98a
4b024a8603a0955c59f8e886082d90637be82f12
describe
'1405' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSR' 'sip-files00080.txt'
11810b6164272e19eb084a439e984452
8bfa5ada632eadd7e19a2e841815af5382e55388
'2012-04-24T22:59:20-04:00'
describe
'47461' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSS' 'sip-files00080thm.jpg'
622b197f1bb003cd396f52e44f59f524
af183781b0f185b1fa5dcabe45492cb72b009069
'2012-04-24T22:59:15-04:00'
describe
'561874' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATST' 'sip-files00081.jp2'
cf2d821080bf256ae912569e949fbbc2
95e193299e326125a98ecd4d15aafdefae0c1756
describe
'410997' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSU' 'sip-files00081.jpg'
1ca285a3854e85424b6ff3ef5b88d456
5cd835f10a772eb755ccc338366ba53b48b307a7
describe
'34623' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSV' 'sip-files00081.pro'
72f3c9e4efb4413cf81177b6f2402550
c7f782cea4ad7987a9cacd822219cbdddaef0fa6
describe
'137191' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSW' 'sip-files00081.QC.jpg'
b92cf6f223abab556e068e9b5f5c9771
7c6575d762b2ac0816073eb264b1705311973a60
describe
'4508116' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSX' 'sip-files00081.tif'
60a7498e9eea0f73792091119e477862
7f87bbde07f32b5c78f51f7e39d2387a66e66938
'2012-04-24T22:57:30-04:00'
describe
'1368' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSY' 'sip-files00081.txt'
895beefd3483b098aaaaf8edcfcb4643
acc1bfa96fbe259bc36ec33c960fee78137e56b0
'2012-04-24T23:01:39-04:00'
describe
'44340' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATSZ' 'sip-files00081thm.jpg'
7f49a066101b4ae843c70fbf08620738
cd288f9ccc8c4d5fdcf3f2876953ffbc6fbf513e
describe
'556389' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTA' 'sip-files00082.jp2'
2d693c7e450f31826b09d592a1c34cc4
5ef4148c79a9905bc3d981bdcd1b46dd41c93fb1
describe
'422701' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTB' 'sip-files00082.jpg'
d46c48866a1945205baa4b76e67ee5af
c9eeb4f3ccb496ec44cdc6095b87c2d372d85af4
'2012-04-24T23:04:43-04:00'
describe
'34650' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTC' 'sip-files00082.pro'
0e03a370267b943832da9437b931f881
a0054b7edcdf8d420861846fd449c13cb8df3d2a
describe
'141297' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTD' 'sip-files00082.QC.jpg'
abf77249091a59d238a77429dc44dbdc
1b02dca90f3ff3f37b6907a0c051e25d9bc7f015
'2012-04-24T23:04:51-04:00'
describe
'4464576' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTE' 'sip-files00082.tif'
1e306b141699ce966b007bd91d15dd0f
e71100caf260ce8a80ae444ed655a179949d42f7
describe
'1549' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTF' 'sip-files00082.txt'
88ef45e69cc1d5d93b62d5dc29b3ed8b
0cdaaf1c97432733d7c5727a7da9ea3787bec977
describe
'45976' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTG' 'sip-files00082thm.jpg'
e0b1756cc9d1a194236f44a33a1dbd63
48b874342e696d6236f24b84a46084e7018f63a4
'2012-04-24T23:03:17-04:00'
describe
'556186' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTH' 'sip-files00083.jp2'
ba99df0a96182b1c03aa70d8b6f9e8f5
c39d7f9cac96addc8e35d467cf4286bd542819f4
'2012-04-24T22:57:05-04:00'
describe
'422346' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTI' 'sip-files00083.jpg'
7bddd13c888fa45a7cde410d78e8debe
7320007f74027673cf365a1f780847a992c8a135
describe
'35998' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTJ' 'sip-files00083.pro'
69e2830fa192c73d098ed5f535c1fce6
b1f49a9bca36b3296df6e292fd019523b1f0eb11
'2012-04-24T23:04:31-04:00'
describe
'138205' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTK' 'sip-files00083.QC.jpg'
a931882d598beae74ea42b04fd04fef7
5e37e90737239178d0355b02c5f22993f7c2aad1
describe
'4462352' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTL' 'sip-files00083.tif'
e10aaa424cff56ac46b2d04815382592
5e95ecafeb9ac124e211945cd1048d0972b35674
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTM' 'sip-files00083.txt'
bf7dd1d0ad05fcf0ff62695d81af4f2e
ba3b897fe59ec80169e0924a4e5a91105767361f
'2012-04-24T22:58:25-04:00'
describe
'45771' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTN' 'sip-files00083thm.jpg'
4ebef15cd3f38b9fa1fcfc09d42d026a
163dc951bf41fe867c056433534b918a4babb4fb
describe
'547275' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTO' 'sip-files00084.jp2'
7a3a2110dffbb9a965bda99ac1c84f99
338cea5e73c498c44a0413797b67ba040edefd72
describe
'410086' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTP' 'sip-files00084.jpg'
9a9c55b09617115df091465204e37606
a3bbd39c6e992ffdc41d63ee0fce85083fc500c8
describe
'37850' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTQ' 'sip-files00084.pro'
cdc4737d5e24085d8fa322588e2c414f
61251ac728fcbc8e25476b93e9d8e902ba96088c
describe
'140210' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTR' 'sip-files00084.QC.jpg'
cb8ff78f0bd5b23e0c09fbca8d0aaae4
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describe
'4391004' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTS' 'sip-files00084.tif'
259c50593ee5a55a2a830ab4d8ec1d8f
564b865d41e5962e4e4e9530b0e755e9f9c80614
'2012-04-24T23:01:29-04:00'
describe
'1518' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTT' 'sip-files00084.txt'
42bb114c90b61c8c918979a23b1f0cff
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describe
'45569' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTU' 'sip-files00084thm.jpg'
55135f72bd6d7623be4345df6fd427a8
1b5afe7aeba8ce5f77d66b61a7f0b883ae66b40d
'2012-04-24T23:00:33-04:00'
describe
'549326' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTV' 'sip-files00085.jp2'
da6e41749930a143dc8211b226af56be
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describe
'423065' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTW' 'sip-files00085.jpg'
bc938dae699c498c89f5ff7f186303aa
6c89d5cec188a6b2a5fcf2d7314f461295c7328e
'2012-04-24T22:58:37-04:00'
describe
'34011' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTX' 'sip-files00085.pro'
227ffef141640583c0ce8f9a4a950027
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describe
'141303' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTY' 'sip-files00085.QC.jpg'
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63550df7bed8c3393f0c67fc4cdd5aa352104b70
'2012-04-24T23:03:03-04:00'
describe
'4408176' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATTZ' 'sip-files00085.tif'
13948e1cba4670583ff34db38382ec21
1b5c651545580f1359a2e6c8248b2adfb4db7e1d
describe
'1345' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUA' 'sip-files00085.txt'
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0059aeedf695dd83801e834fade926d9379f9d94
describe
'46136' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUB' 'sip-files00085thm.jpg'
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92bb94397e4afc33e2f6a52eeb97eb5c5dbbe0e1
describe
'552402' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUC' 'sip-files00086.jp2'
59f9528e35dc1614dc8932790a28d32b
0f744f60a0ddc7700ab2756d8accf8dfd8164a97
'2012-04-24T22:57:57-04:00'
describe
'421792' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUD' 'sip-files00086.jpg'
5aeb8fb1a139fccb29507eaf8d373d18
4554729d47a70ca3a125e9a8434b532b3ae9c0e0
describe
'35422' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUE' 'sip-files00086.pro'
5bad2a9422bd9bdad414475a8f59f1e1
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describe
'138939' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUF' 'sip-files00086.QC.jpg'
a8d80a79fa7c1e60fc017926bd14f06b
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describe
'4432696' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUG' 'sip-files00086.tif'
2174b2d7a594df2809a753c7003f5f8c
2dee62c423e40fcfe24088399cec4064f7396273
describe
'1577' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUH' 'sip-files00086.txt'
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777682d877c458daf30bc86ac836c1d2eeef6ab3
'2012-04-24T23:04:14-04:00'
describe
'45666' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUI' 'sip-files00086thm.jpg'
c8efe986ef4463255f9e0946745835ab
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describe
'550126' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUJ' 'sip-files00087.jp2'
36c720c12266077066b202f1c82ca4ae
4e5675f71568abb90c8f5692ccebd696b343603a
'2012-04-24T23:03:06-04:00'
describe
'420412' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUK' 'sip-files00087.jpg'
88e1846f0512d2dd0e4ea7c1259eca50
b14a24d75a5d90da98adfc4d00da111404af0b9d
describe
'35056' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUL' 'sip-files00087.pro'
1b7d0aac329e84b4a5aff21fdb287983
3ec2066a77f06fd2a61356006bef3ab5062e0e16
describe
'139952' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUM' 'sip-files00087.QC.jpg'
c3856cffe2a1da2aed8ccb4db92c8f7d
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describe
'4413944' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUN' 'sip-files00087.tif'
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describe
'1387' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUO' 'sip-files00087.txt'
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describe
'44292' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUP' 'sip-files00087thm.jpg'
1b818280f6016d4f6666d7921fc6dce3
e40d49104a500fae48871d9cdf812821280669b1
'2012-04-24T22:59:16-04:00'
describe
'552726' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUQ' 'sip-files00088.jp2'
9ae301a27274618ca7594480a3c6d57b
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describe
'414779' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUR' 'sip-files00088.jpg'
63be7e2af5d0098bb2e01a8cd7c6ada5
ab45c47a7a0c2bacafd9ca6e0bdacd551d96824a
describe
'33229' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUS' 'sip-files00088.pro'
08ca0b483db6e50b4b2ffdb4cff0800a
78259e925761e2614146ea6377d1eb435a347b22
'2012-04-24T22:56:39-04:00'
describe
'137687' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUT' 'sip-files00088.QC.jpg'
e005305248bcaf74f82a7c2830ee3f09
dd019cc54af324bb707c6eb139502ebf2dcff4eb
describe
'4434892' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUU' 'sip-files00088.tif'
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describe
'1335' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUV' 'sip-files00088.txt'
a0fe3ec33a2049ec1d982570a48078fe
89cad0bf6ee56cc917c9a42f23def61e7a25a890
'2012-04-24T23:00:45-04:00'
describe
'44018' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUW' 'sip-files00088thm.jpg'
5ec2a7db849a76c4656f9bfdda197c4a
e6b8827484b10734a6959028756679a41865dfe3
'2012-04-24T22:56:59-04:00'
describe
'559130' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUX' 'sip-files00090.jp2'
bb200da1c83f3c393cffdc670fafb224
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describe
'531986' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUY' 'sip-files00090.jpg'
652f322c1bd2c600afc1b1f6829246c3
e17fff183ca65e5e67fb35007813b3e03c7bff2c
describe
'11158' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATUZ' 'sip-files00090.pro'
f83ceaac019515c8029261dc2cdd6b28
eebacc1dd92eb33c5fa1b56fd9668efcacc61f9e
'2012-04-24T23:00:05-04:00'
describe
'152682' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVA' 'sip-files00090.QC.jpg'
1dfd813913c32d690e7345b4f8a94a6f
1f9d2518f51c284e8e4c07d0388ccd5901cae275
describe
'4486812' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVB' 'sip-files00090.tif'
f78154184c72c1a11cd7a88b47870172
b13df7b9a4d776db044e821732bc18891bd9da86
'2012-04-24T23:01:15-04:00'
describe
'630' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVC' 'sip-files00090.txt'
2337c46ffd9cdc55c5d282d716b889fd
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describe
'46995' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVD' 'sip-files00090thm.jpg'
19c4d3ebe93bb64277c10dcfcf3f87c6
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describe
'547815' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVE' 'sip-files00092.jp2'
562fbcb3caec5926611507057474ed4a
190b1667f942115f442039096c2ddedda40ecd53
describe
'380369' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVF' 'sip-files00092.jpg'
fa8d593f10c7840483e350343b4f5953
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describe
'24850' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVG' 'sip-files00092.pro'
10c287abaf84a18d709b3e768dac78e9
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describe
'123842' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVH' 'sip-files00092.QC.jpg'
35e07f30f0e34ee78337c82b3c57c04f
416697413d56e88d225ddebbeef1f308e77eea2a
describe
'4396348' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVI' 'sip-files00092.tif'
2e715325e6d20d54c3e3c62e3874612e
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describe
'1051' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVJ' 'sip-files00092.txt'
30df81c021b832bfa386242365d20c80
f6ef29ab1c8b14875703d1ffc318b2d328de4b25
'2012-04-24T22:58:27-04:00'
describe
'41162' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVK' 'sip-files00092thm.jpg'
36b52a9b1f3f4f851385d44fea408d00
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describe
'552142' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVL' 'sip-files00093.jp2'
e38c897db12a3556bc35e342ac3ae6b7
f4a15ce71edd17f4667f99701ce0cc7f3e6d53b8
describe
'371011' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVM' 'sip-files00093.jpg'
6da6c32d5e96db4c107c28e7b51841f1
7161b96e69dced46b130a1ac1c63e7ac97d8d2a9
describe
'28158' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVN' 'sip-files00093.pro'
9f63ff3eeeaf3f5aa2258458b46d2571
96575f7b9be7584288818118b9e86c2890a19ecf
describe
'122613' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVO' 'sip-files00093.QC.jpg'
58dbdba8ab96aac4938c130617a7856c
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describe
'4429776' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVP' 'sip-files00093.tif'
3d6441226e1a604f3c905552db8ee4ef
e554e72e5b57f15b1951de85024859dddfa331aa
'2012-04-24T22:59:28-04:00'
describe
'1142' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVQ' 'sip-files00093.txt'
53b19788db28f0550099d1b4705eff14
1fb3af929de5fb83066e3de4f82165a8710f9253
describe
'40829' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVR' 'sip-files00093thm.jpg'
8bab48c64ecbf6a34b971cce2e2dec93
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describe
'552605' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVS' 'sip-files00094.jp2'
f1f2ac46346cc8e47c59d0d47d89c089
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describe
'395543' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVT' 'sip-files00094.jpg'
ce2283573c7701053f75272f290be1b9
01b4b986c0be7ef9972d25d6a7fb8dc2903d8664
'2012-04-24T23:03:41-04:00'
describe
'29656' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVU' 'sip-files00094.pro'
4fbf7c5661475ff06f668745e6b865b6
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describe
'131347' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVV' 'sip-files00094.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4434304' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVW' 'sip-files00094.tif'
d70412a7999909485ee7cca311090dcc
c3cac8b02b1976801132d62ca452329663264486
'2012-04-24T23:03:13-04:00'
describe
'1214' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVX' 'sip-files00094.txt'
03a007d13a69c19ed9bb0006369b7b6a
0c82eed04031642924ce5a2295746d561838029d
'2012-04-24T22:56:45-04:00'
describe
'43451' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVY' 'sip-files00094thm.jpg'
144e53d64d1b65034d51c4c05836d4df
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describe
'549982' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATVZ' 'sip-files00095.jp2'
9b6ce18e990316b3a5815e99b9abfb57
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describe
'407518' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWA' 'sip-files00095.jpg'
d8241798827703ad6b13a93779042366
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describe
'32890' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWB' 'sip-files00095.pro'
33994f1215ab5d815def687f84ad5343
a96174df7b215f07ccde8e55d74be312d74157e8
'2012-04-24T23:04:00-04:00'
describe
'133530' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWC' 'sip-files00095.QC.jpg'
d6df86bc24fe50467fa3546685c858bc
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'2012-04-24T22:59:31-04:00'
describe
'4413100' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWD' 'sip-files00095.tif'
d1e4b92a06acefe156ee4007d7781420
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describe
'1304' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWE' 'sip-files00095.txt'
1cccbbcbc69144558632be504f1a3fd1
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describe
'43454' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWF' 'sip-files00095thm.jpg'
3400c4730b54b7917729b50921c8dcb0
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describe
'563048' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWG' 'sip-files00096.jp2'
18d80c4f0141d10721b4189041c67aa0
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describe
'397275' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWH' 'sip-files00096.jpg'
10ae49bae33c6a84d012150d3a18c8db
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describe
'33260' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWI' 'sip-files00096.pro'
fcf761a27a965c3c39c8f7c85cc6b53a
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describe
'133322' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWJ' 'sip-files00096.QC.jpg'
e17d0b0b5d75b4b7c6eb3810469f3e29
f94d6e10d3f5cc39aa2af1dd391e90f16138d741
'2012-04-24T22:55:48-04:00'
describe
'4517708' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWK' 'sip-files00096.tif'
1eada4a7c380f2a4801f2789541959f6
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describe
'1486' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWL' 'sip-files00096.txt'
26b72d6a8ffe0f974a40601d8590ae06
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describe
'44743' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWM' 'sip-files00096thm.jpg'
9793bcce396479efaf460f5178045fd2
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'2012-04-24T22:56:56-04:00'
describe
'550224' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWN' 'sip-files00097.jp2'
7fb1cfef07bd458f3015d1f050ed5550
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'2012-04-24T22:59:51-04:00'
describe
'405064' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWO' 'sip-files00097.jpg'
12accd26f7ecd4c9d9efcc9a4480a76c
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describe
'34390' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWP' 'sip-files00097.pro'
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describe
'133659' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWQ' 'sip-files00097.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4415132' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWR' 'sip-files00097.tif'
ad86f163de2ef28fd299a8c7885cbbaa
b5c5559a9005de73a590a35c9aaf812b2ba55e39
'2012-04-24T22:58:47-04:00'
describe
'1357' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWS' 'sip-files00097.txt'
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describe
'43625' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWT' 'sip-files00097thm.jpg'
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describe
'556947' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWU' 'sip-files00098.jp2'
b1b4882f664fb530f5a3e54d890a618f
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describe
'418747' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWV' 'sip-files00098.jpg'
e0b819decc382b7614ff9d3b5181f911
0a0d42377d03920ee8e1608c5954b7fd771e4526
'2012-04-24T22:58:03-04:00'
describe
'6513' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWW' 'sip-files00098.pro'
cb3da0f78299ce47fbd10153cb959eda
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describe
'122650' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWX' 'sip-files00098.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4467760' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWY' 'sip-files00098.tif'
f25842fe9ec824a22ee49f1b6229a299
5fc4523d47fc8b66ff8df9640977e69bb40424f4
describe
'401' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATWZ' 'sip-files00098.txt'
ca7fd42a1a2c49dc3f0bc49d37e15293
834a07e39fc22a3489ab38f86335918cae0108da
describe
'40594' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXA' 'sip-files00098thm.jpg'
d5b272380bdc676683713090242f2602
1a0c02a62d4047594b6118dd9a948f973f360909
'2012-04-24T23:02:59-04:00'
describe
'554422' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXB' 'sip-files00099.jp2'
e551004c030d8eee3cfee66f00bd1627
20eb8ade2043b8960db5c017a341e2590bf0793a
'2012-04-24T23:02:39-04:00'
describe
'409244' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXC' 'sip-files00099.jpg'
52d152ec43c8670a64ab915a4afc1b4c
d3bc04afba60cdf03ebbd1e1f7fbb6accd223d27
describe
'31338' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXD' 'sip-files00099.pro'
244628d09a97464508379c82d26937cd
246b3d9dd4111a5955a5154253f956c00a21ed56
describe
'136147' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXE' 'sip-files00099.QC.jpg'
0292093f973a8b6c631eaf39bd97eced
7ea56b3a839a32cbc5f86bf43352d4967737fb55
describe
'4449096' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXF' 'sip-files00099.tif'
890c2bc329922e8257e7406512ca5b1a
178af72814df11d07307d57ed256f27bd8d59290
'2012-04-24T22:58:34-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXG' 'sip-files00099.txt'
5d126ac4860f893789608578198f3ccd
99ddc95888e894efcb82538fd7bdbf00482cb65b
'2012-04-24T23:00:46-04:00'
describe
'44811' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXH' 'sip-files00099thm.jpg'
8076ffd82c6f7cf5253de6b29d1008e4
e9701d314e704a92ede6957c26a067ffa16bd471
describe
'536647' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXI' 'sip-files00100.jp2'
91ca11b59e7c4475fee02ba5a0a66670
279c2209928a83eb885f41f1c41e91884ae18a9a
describe
'433141' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXJ' 'sip-files00100.jpg'
7313a0c10b1c42ddb656f91c8fc21d99
757d6fd23e1e35ff73120e0a4ddc979c0a3f3b61
describe
'33949' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXK' 'sip-files00100.pro'
43222381b3a87995f497595c4220fab5
b5a56aed52f756c46e67f03095dceae799dc1687
describe
'144074' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXL' 'sip-files00100.QC.jpg'
79d647c7d20574c4983293c4a4baf2c9
3a24cd19abda67238ac6d11188d02d53389ec450
'2012-04-24T22:59:06-04:00'
describe
'4306336' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXM' 'sip-files00100.tif'
d7e9b26ab5a5289f0e0ef4a106d9471a
21d4086c409e1b5b7b17074ba341b6076d4d3f94
describe
'1373' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXN' 'sip-files00100.txt'
f462628764c28792fc6146d3dfe7ad7c
d1d88303cbcccfd6aaa202fabd4c8c0064d89de2
describe
'46915' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXO' 'sip-files00100thm.jpg'
3df2c7594161835b8868119c2258a73b
1dc2ea08dc8c0c9b42b810fe085a605afa1f0aef
describe
'555588' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXP' 'sip-files00101.jp2'
907b1445f9c24eacde23787edd8435a6
acbc1aab3c99a12f79b142dc6e4a1330c4bf32d8
describe
'407025' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXQ' 'sip-files00101.jpg'
42fdd9d3d777d5035ec1bf324eccb489
17a5cb12824880ccafbd2fcc7783d2513a03793a
describe
'33235' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXR' 'sip-files00101.pro'
8e4a4bea1816fe124edd772dc5e0acfa
ed6d0ea6559249d4bc22ce56cc70a3f0104f14b9
describe
'134720' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXS' 'sip-files00101.QC.jpg'
c15cfc00042f0c5d4d144a2da0a7581c
df5c596b46e68bf925bbc62ea2024e1dd1e15c55
describe
'4457408' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXT' 'sip-files00101.tif'
28e1a9148065ae2b1a8a92f0dcafbd58
f9a2625d5765f951c011194331de0ea9063c89dd
describe
'1314' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXU' 'sip-files00101.txt'
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6c5f86548105ba8e4325cafbe1a7c8134d636e4f
'2012-04-24T23:03:39-04:00'
describe
'44372' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXV' 'sip-files00101thm.jpg'
aab7123e299b5209170e189c811347ec
92ecb7cbb4a88ad84e2d7564fed0b614977f2fe5
describe
'548602' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXW' 'sip-files00102.jp2'
2690d16547436f28c2b5672545b6351d
eff5ecddc989fbd5d372f17447a4805d8a6fdf7d
'2012-04-24T23:03:53-04:00'
describe
'425970' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXX' 'sip-files00102.jpg'
c5ba982c32b8e11f29692f919361d10f
c3cb61698001694e08fbb80eb7c64c19d3a84e64
describe
'32653' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXY' 'sip-files00102.pro'
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70e1935443f4c65d86dd98689c7440a346d952e2
describe
'140778' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATXZ' 'sip-files00102.QC.jpg'
105f6cf06e35f6ca0ebf339eed231c00
dbfec2e63483d6c1998c5a15444b61df187ee912
describe
'4402156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYA' 'sip-files00102.tif'
d0bb3ad5042b3ac179cbef7a003a2198
c755ecf53dedd9e4e457db9824f8f0c1b67252a2
'2012-04-24T22:56:22-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYB' 'sip-files00102.txt'
570050ac440c8f57b3f698b598ed2c05
c6d5b7ed4bcde0008046c9cfd938c88b2d2b34bd
'2012-04-24T23:00:03-04:00'
describe
'46487' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYC' 'sip-files00102thm.jpg'
76f39af2e2efc0e9f02040dba23144cf
90f625ad84ac10f68d7ecce173c1d365831d45b6
'2012-04-24T23:02:09-04:00'
describe
'549957' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYD' 'sip-files00103.jp2'
1b3ae9ca0faf2ea2bdd50aa9db0572d8
a531bbfbdbd54dc582c55cff65216b0bfea05686
describe
'399890' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYE' 'sip-files00103.jpg'
23522a8981c180d93a071d7c249758e2
e049951e9a1865d33825aff26d93522c2673a325
describe
'30775' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYF' 'sip-files00103.pro'
3cefb4de9d99e8f2457d3ad9487d7e57
d36102c2108f5c38d2e1e275a5f311011e08df77
'2012-04-24T22:59:33-04:00'
describe
'129652' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYG' 'sip-files00103.QC.jpg'
ec2a1ede93e17795d1d65428429970a9
b873cd204a2155cbbd3002d9ec58bd6becb2f167
'2012-04-24T23:00:49-04:00'
describe
'4413092' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYH' 'sip-files00103.tif'
11357cc41afd794aefb5c51b2b0f7069
c667f78ad1d2daa53499d5c5cb540dfa55b23078
describe
'1234' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYI' 'sip-files00103.txt'
cc5d05b609593882f0572e90ea0b021a
371602d09f5e2e7dcc4947548b245c456ff49da0
'2012-04-24T22:59:22-04:00'
describe
'43810' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYJ' 'sip-files00103thm.jpg'
7bd76df688a2467cdda9538a885921e1
127256c21bb23237b8513a01feb1c9d449c092cd
describe
'553528' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYK' 'sip-files00104.jp2'
50083279778004a2f5206362959808e6
99034dd7a970913727c21014cd10cd794db913fe
'2012-04-24T23:01:37-04:00'
describe
'403596' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYL' 'sip-files00104.jpg'
430e36868bd262e98eb140f35e5bc762
66d373788c205643a2dbcaf9bbea8e5da9a91e13
describe
'33427' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYM' 'sip-files00104.pro'
ad0973afd7b674c8f3ffb577e922df53
ae218978f54a47162da3e1f715fbfd29d68234e1
'2012-04-24T23:03:28-04:00'
describe
'133175' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYN' 'sip-files00104.QC.jpg'
6783db51387ad62ef88341435f6a1b32
3c910a1eb12da787eb23b7f7353ca5d11dc81989
describe
'4441724' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYO' 'sip-files00104.tif'
54f28f9874b7f4fa81162f43e5d12187
20b7f1dd2f312352185b1886293cd36095488100
describe
'1348' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYP' 'sip-files00104.txt'
b1ec943cc2e268b03638a8809b5f61af
d86a1759b20e113bbe9147dd6fbcb28127abdc61
describe
'43868' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYQ' 'sip-files00104thm.jpg'
a8dd2c2ef286a9e95172fd22b2469b80
c9f278d10ab64823245798104885866da3af1a0e
'2012-04-24T23:01:03-04:00'
describe
'557664' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYR' 'sip-files00105.jp2'
5edc1aafa6e91a1d5736e3ca1460b88c
5c036dfae74bc2060f308f6819096b95b30ed0dd
describe
'411041' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYS' 'sip-files00105.jpg'
7e0944123319700d561b1718673f89b4
4e7e5ab431af99dd51caaf535ff5d8aa200191c3
describe
'31745' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYT' 'sip-files00105.pro'
fe2e8d8f27f773301a1767321899a420
1fd538af69e48a57bc895f9a48f923a162f9adff
describe
'134838' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYU' 'sip-files00105.QC.jpg'
54fcee56ffc4a60dccff619c8a0d93e0
be7dc61dbc58f752fb0d683bcf48c5be36a7701a
describe
'4474752' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYV' 'sip-files00105.tif'
ee7c37f20c71b42afafe5b6934b0926c
5dba19ab29393ff56f9c37072031aeadbe970f06
'2012-04-24T23:03:34-04:00'
describe
'1264' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYW' 'sip-files00105.txt'
60066253f6f21549552e6746d568abb5
e01a498c16d3f46cbd623a96e73760e4f62cd36e
describe
'44741' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYX' 'sip-files00105thm.jpg'
8052600756d05bd76a08cb1d8d15f7da
f03f7c419266dc95fdcac8b9f6cda58000c9e59a
describe
'555146' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYY' 'sip-files00106.jp2'
c7b168c9153f3f4246e153080e13c520
9dc069bbcadea24b116fd485dc61b4a35e320375
describe
'401698' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATYZ' 'sip-files00106.jpg'
362cc90f66c39d53d29898ebed20b2c4
d275029e63f98025a3468353d1fa5c93d12eed26
'2012-04-24T23:03:43-04:00'
describe
'32813' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZA' 'sip-files00106.pro'
521a4ba51a85b5ab114f117ad1b38396
65d2e7c191393e32b9730c8f668239c1b07253c0
describe
'135981' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZB' 'sip-files00106.QC.jpg'
dff723a2b76a3b9c28b3f34c40b54ca6
3a8b39f96919e81184f6e145af15851ed5e02685
describe
'4454608' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZC' 'sip-files00106.tif'
fbb2dd67af4fb10a4d5b2b0186815bda
ccc4424818f90bc08a3d4639212c7279dcb49158
describe
'1323' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZD' 'sip-files00106.txt'
47684869b4cebec7c677ed84d2006b3d
2e7489ccd92f772be18f5a4eb633635c4f51e7a9
describe
'44921' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZE' 'sip-files00106thm.jpg'
716ac17f9e465bae29ab2a1ff364345f
9dcc08a1fc4788f184eea9789f2795839d04542d
describe
'557331' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZF' 'sip-files00107.jp2'
5df5095e207f6534068bcba0d9380a7f
9c9773ffde43b239fc05aebb19bbc71e5f80b1c6
'2012-04-24T23:02:54-04:00'
describe
'419640' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZG' 'sip-files00107.jpg'
72d5f4dbc29624d9075efebdf34809fc
f8bb905ddb2d7e509af637ec38764c4896a5726b
'2012-04-24T23:01:23-04:00'
describe
'32903' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZH' 'sip-files00107.pro'
479e5eb8e8201e6664618322df85d4c2
0430bdba334f0b78756dbf8c434028c540754ad7
describe
'138496' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZI' 'sip-files00107.QC.jpg'
92f4053965b96fb4b73ceb1db712d780
dd73a7d936062e48a563e281d5f267c4c14299fd
'2012-04-24T22:58:42-04:00'
describe
'4471812' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZJ' 'sip-files00107.tif'
1e167c2d890e0e312eae7e79e24a4b1a
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describe
'1305' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZK' 'sip-files00107.txt'
7ed4a94c1279088c81f6854bf118c57d
fc377ee86e0db0fcc49e04dfaccf8fdd66bb16e0
'2012-04-24T23:01:44-04:00'
describe
'45333' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZL' 'sip-files00107thm.jpg'
6c84ea2fc5aded019014902007b89337
32dc7dae1d301823b01cda49acbb46c8b916199e
'2012-04-24T23:00:32-04:00'
describe
'558525' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZM' 'sip-files00108.jp2'
58a2759610e44f7f41cae0619a45dd76
8f5c08e139dc0b129562b617d9e7024c51aecc25
'2012-04-24T23:00:53-04:00'
describe
'412936' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZN' 'sip-files00108.jpg'
1590f4b0a155c12140885a92816179a1
f4765530cc69e0ef39aa0775e7696a5eef54d029
'2012-04-24T22:57:52-04:00'
describe
'22402' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZO' 'sip-files00108.pro'
57167c08103c51e7754877654c0e47d7
034deae1b79d8d8bd49f9a14a8e18be44547ded6
describe
'130734' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZP' 'sip-files00108.QC.jpg'
48be6ee0f8e97320e87dd87708a60378
f949540fa3e1804a7a81ed6c2cfc0faa550e0ea2
'2012-04-24T23:01:16-04:00'
describe
'4481156' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZQ' 'sip-files00108.tif'
1715bda8b99f8d8c18500ef7e40901bf
5d9229c34b3797075ec5e6947f4bf6c0a5391197
describe
'936' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZR' 'sip-files00108.txt'
b4d5220f49cb55a22786b0ccbc3bd3d7
154618e5fb34b996c4cc5c3942c3199ab1d70227
describe
'42909' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZS' 'sip-files00108thm.jpg'
0717bd14afe692f6f698ba100747fbe8
cfae4e6f4e83c7eab9c4ec044189221c0adde1ae
describe
'553526' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZT' 'sip-files00109.jp2'
ec5559f1415ef9c8898efd44322e847d
19f1b1f25339897e3abe590499a7cf46ce01879d
'2012-04-24T23:01:43-04:00'
describe
'428973' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZU' 'sip-files00109.jpg'
b03b56e10328bd4cf4959b74c5b9a19a
bf61043efb976496398fb71fa588eb9c6a571711
'2012-04-24T23:00:44-04:00'
describe
'36578' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZV' 'sip-files00109.pro'
d208ec50ccc65af40755ea43469b9587
e45f4d221e70291723e1142fbe0b09db754f9841
describe
'143037' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZW' 'sip-files00109.QC.jpg'
1c464b8f908c12e880b0a8dbf257ea98
c1a3f4ddabb64b028f6f03d3f58ee331f35ada97
describe
'4441960' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZX' 'sip-files00109.tif'
c15e37e6d3616f1f93a9bc2f104c2d0e
40f721e31ce8477a12570a5f970f6fb977622094
describe
'1444' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZY' 'sip-files00109.txt'
2ac48dea50e1f116b627a733bef78148
1097c38aedf419b5f3b7e714db8e456b065bddc6
describe
'45468' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAATZZ' 'sip-files00109thm.jpg'
d205c615e68c15b6c318a8fede20357b
1eecb871420ae4f5a8c454b0fa99b912b71e25b6
describe
'560035' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAA' 'sip-files00110.jp2'
da861964f18b9528b1552c7b46f49821
b2f4a39df5843cfcc0faed702967f1f7e27e53a3
describe
'408579' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAB' 'sip-files00110.jpg'
07fa46e9ca125162965c822cfcce33aa
b9f5bed18618ed2aaa0211fa94dce977fda36fdd
describe
'32198' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAC' 'sip-files00110.pro'
e5d8dae215a4238275c0e65d0989d4af
38d39213f9730ef75f103731ba0dcf7c262c0188
'2012-04-24T22:57:13-04:00'
describe
'137817' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAD' 'sip-files00110.QC.jpg'
a0d23a73a29ce96aff862f95aa37a567
3a8e370fce6eff8da362e2042a1b3fc12cf92aa3
describe
'4493652' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAE' 'sip-files00110.tif'
70aba4f3d30d3a9721a71f19fb5a84f2
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describe
'1300' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAF' 'sip-files00110.txt'
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53495379f7e1de68f77f274096534c3cc42ceb33
describe
'46607' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAG' 'sip-files00110thm.jpg'
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describe
'565513' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAH' 'sip-files00111.jp2'
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describe
'394229' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAI' 'sip-files00111.jpg'
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describe
'30030' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAJ' 'sip-files00111.pro'
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describe
'132969' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAK' 'sip-files00111.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4537900' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAL' 'sip-files00111.tif'
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describe
'1209' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAM' 'sip-files00111.txt'
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describe
'43605' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAN' 'sip-files00111thm.jpg'
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describe
'567018' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAO' 'sip-files00112.jp2'
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describe
'445306' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAP' 'sip-files00112.jpg'
c0d2165f206f39c9bbdf9f9f50766b72
810b6ea323a62588deb49767743edaa4d2c8592b
describe
'13314' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAQ' 'sip-files00112.pro'
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392e17d6fc9b806ddf3fe057ab6edd91d24bc1ba
describe
'141111' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAR' 'sip-files00112.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4549836' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAS' 'sip-files00112.tif'
e5811b2a94b712a33afc7c0efabb64c2
cccad8795980807bd0dbef7b72e36e4c23ca514d
'2012-04-24T22:56:13-04:00'
describe
'631' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAT' 'sip-files00112.txt'
92e7edb2ffe6b9e1a88fe1203bebad57
12299fd13189b811282d31d4f192dc4a5f48b8f3
'2012-04-24T23:04:24-04:00'
describe
Invalid character
'47492' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAU' 'sip-files00112thm.jpg'
5b5241ea4c4fdbcc9d91500af03f6f56
635ecdc269e166c6b8bbf879e1fd8922e19b269d
'2012-04-24T22:59:10-04:00'
describe
'561925' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAV' 'sip-files00113.jp2'
43e7a8ad1560c37958088c6346c7836e
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describe
'396398' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAW' 'sip-files00113.jpg'
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describe
'31468' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAX' 'sip-files00113.pro'
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describe
'136345' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAY' 'sip-files00113.QC.jpg'
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'2012-04-24T22:56:25-04:00'
describe
'4509052' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUAZ' 'sip-files00113.tif'
76d62e1b42b33bccb71c3ffbc1dbaa50
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describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBA' 'sip-files00113.txt'
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describe
'45330' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBB' 'sip-files00113thm.jpg'
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describe
'550080' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBC' 'sip-files00114.jp2'
20d73d1a542c8a793cc562b8a241f5a9
63e952e0b3a01fa0b82cc95b29b47960602e3525
'2012-04-24T22:57:49-04:00'
describe
'407031' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBD' 'sip-files00114.jpg'
1699feeb9487ed1cdcc48612fbe09aeb
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'2012-04-24T22:56:12-04:00'
describe
'32828' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBE' 'sip-files00114.pro'
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describe
'138250' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBF' 'sip-files00114.QC.jpg'
5bb84eb5bb8158b689d87f69a1eec67a
0b54cbaedc4c09a6d3353c988b60b18d82e00a68
'2012-04-24T22:56:35-04:00'
describe
'4413832' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBG' 'sip-files00114.tif'
e18bd3e1f23a0324f0cc30584d8c9235
bfeea9b994499be9c6b1ceb20e6c7c09a354083d
'2012-04-24T23:01:42-04:00'
describe
'1328' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBH' 'sip-files00114.txt'
ff1e376462fbed0923d8cecd378927ea
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describe
'45354' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBI' 'sip-files00114thm.jpg'
79354a15aebb2bad705fa03d88fdb34e
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describe
'556450' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBJ' 'sip-files00115.jp2'
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describe
'400957' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBK' 'sip-files00115.jpg'
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describe
'33547' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBL' 'sip-files00115.pro'
5a95c6523ef8f7cc039d7d83fb8356d4
af998e0ede88d68fc08f86c46d98b0bd64f0a3c6
'2012-04-24T22:59:34-04:00'
describe
'136168' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBM' 'sip-files00115.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4464868' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBN' 'sip-files00115.tif'
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describe
'1349' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBO' 'sip-files00115.txt'
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describe
'45150' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBP' 'sip-files00115thm.jpg'
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describe
'561284' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBQ' 'sip-files00116.jp2'
3f22576cc0f64df12c20b7f80a5c4953
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'2012-04-24T23:03:29-04:00'
describe
'393513' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBR' 'sip-files00116.jpg'
80a7b8e9d884eee1eb409dd19cbcb008
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describe
'20764' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBS' 'sip-files00116.pro'
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describe
'126779' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBT' 'sip-files00116.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4503228' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBU' 'sip-files00116.tif'
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describe
'880' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBV' 'sip-files00116.txt'
dc607c24aa51fa071fa1f9eddca96a83
3f86f3bbe941905d9e0432f953c88fe136394d5f
'2012-04-24T23:05:00-04:00'
describe
'43350' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBW' 'sip-files00116thm.jpg'
30561853300c5cf5e62594f5a8cc2d7c
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describe
'555514' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBX' 'sip-files00117.jp2'
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describe
'403433' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBY' 'sip-files00117.jpg'
824f24f0a8aa8f5df517b120e0a2b454
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describe
'33646' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUBZ' 'sip-files00117.pro'
0f00cdbae8fb2472d6c4a01b40c84d01
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describe
'136566' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCA' 'sip-files00117.QC.jpg'
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describe
'4457212' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCB' 'sip-files00117.tif'
231c3d7ea0793d8b9971e24f54819920
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describe
'1339' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCC' 'sip-files00117.txt'
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describe
'44783' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCD' 'sip-files00117thm.jpg'
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describe
'554871' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCE' 'sip-files00118.jp2'
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describe
'397384' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCF' 'sip-files00118.jpg'
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describe
'31518' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCG' 'sip-files00118.pro'
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describe
'135607' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCH' 'sip-files00118.QC.jpg'
31a0675cef285ab042d780ec651197b6
aaa54f787eb7521a9c7144363f0e17a672ad5332
'2012-04-24T22:56:48-04:00'
describe
'4452208' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCI' 'sip-files00118.tif'
f8987e942789c5b15a38c20667a9a1fc
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describe
'1279' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCJ' 'sip-files00118.txt'
a20e32025b0487f775ca6cb35940ff37
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describe
'45465' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCK' 'sip-files00118thm.jpg'
1fef2eb346c18e8b9efb205a99ae194c
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describe
'563994' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCL' 'sip-files00119.jp2'
56ea1ca33d313b26c27a310bd0486da1
aca5627fb7a7c6f5060ebed8142dd49317d9350f
describe
'408363' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCM' 'sip-files00119.jpg'
5c7bb321311bd0d3d3d605452c18f21b
d1594bd50ca389ea8e60242fb0b8ba45490411b3
describe
'33696' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCN' 'sip-files00119.pro'
d0fda10ae99ef9394ab0d329c16c1545
314ffbdccd6358a0bfe4fdffd23046f87a32c814
describe
'137061' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCO' 'sip-files00119.QC.jpg'
15bd92c9a6ac1555def7fdd97efac06b
74bda8045ad0742f0749f51664e5871e906052f1
'2012-04-24T23:00:01-04:00'
describe
'4525008' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCP' 'sip-files00119.tif'
e289c53fed7d3fd31ecb10329fe14838
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describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCQ' 'sip-files00119.txt'
b021dc8c4f502ec12e81a0a2c16688cc
794c98222af1ab39cf1ac43bc2bf3569666445d5
'2012-04-24T23:01:55-04:00'
describe
'45691' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCR' 'sip-files00119thm.jpg'
c97f83fcb6370d9c254bad903d896fdf
d247814f491381286e33cdc6b8e2e5b3425aca97
describe
'559078' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCS' 'sip-files00120.jp2'
29bf4424b10dd7a27d54c5f9b34a5e5d
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describe
'397716' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCT' 'sip-files00120.jpg'
bce275935625b227a8c11711eb32d4bc
619f3943dc75aaf1c7791c998615e9f8b5d2ebfa
describe
'33028' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCU' 'sip-files00120.pro'
3e2cf8149d1b5d4e8600f9af7f0f35b0
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describe
'132942' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCV' 'sip-files00120.QC.jpg'
d25fde94bd5dd0b8cc99b44ef1129fb4
b685abfdc69f1ea9c145514f2b9c23d8536c9d3e
'2012-04-24T22:58:45-04:00'
describe
'4485636' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCW' 'sip-files00120.tif'
ab9495627497b0b63325b05cbe566083
f14fc3b5de96c895ef3fcfdcd402102e3e3650b1
'2012-04-24T23:00:36-04:00'
describe
'1333' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCX' 'sip-files00120.txt'
3162594925fbbd4ef867ed8016e0119b
b95f5f0d6bb70124eb7943642710443bc77b1f05
'2012-04-24T23:04:05-04:00'
describe
'43700' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCY' 'sip-files00120thm.jpg'
5c4be740828f308b5c953a71aae1a047
6516b13e17c89bdaf2e09116087891431b8f5fb8
describe
'606753' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUCZ' 'sip-files00126.jp2'
31bd3e5d88e841a9e7494e4477e58b08
6a201703970a30febd4f02a273aea12a9c2457a2
describe
'298664' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDA' 'sip-files00126.jpg'
a51611af620feb5c8e33edf674f57ebe
0cf285e599fc99d57bb975edef0bf5830e5b0623
describe
'216' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDB' 'sip-files00126.pro'
b2ea5367bd836c68e33ffd73e58fced3
4770c5d2264ec019e0b83d7462b77d5c072cf0cf
describe
'86213' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDC' 'sip-files00126.QC.jpg'
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describe
'14571340' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDD' 'sip-files00126.tif'
17b68ed0add39b97ab80296ae600a941
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describe
'28264' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDE' 'sip-files00126thm.jpg'
1a9c00355c66873df81fa505196268f8
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describe
'595766' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDF' 'sip-files00127.jp2'
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describe
'421739' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDG' 'sip-files00127.jpg'
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describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDH' 'sip-files00127.pro'
17d531142cf260a82f47199f38e6b768
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describe
'114918' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDI' 'sip-files00127.QC.jpg'
4b43009d0e01d55f9ed8e6a9010bed0a
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describe
'14307036' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDJ' 'sip-files00127.tif'
b40a501ae9a843d922e056735f80f7a9
922764476b649559f4c27ffe3085f1a8006a1544
'2012-04-24T23:02:17-04:00'
describe
'34225' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDK' 'sip-files00127thm.jpg'
0d19fe2bd240f01e1386df26a57857ee
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describe
'90932' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDL' 'sip-files00128.jp2'
a49a5d9d65e6fb8b66a9d10e2cd999b0
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describe
'63147' 'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDM' 'sip-files00128.jpg'
e78612d4116566b5a83d0a3a9035d75a
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describe
'info:fdaE20091102_AAAADSfileF20091102_AAAUDN' 'sip-files00128.pro'
a6c5ab7734f409fd84615dfcf746bd14
c901b8584b791718acc6092385d5adf338f16c0c
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BOSSY AND BONNY.
THE

POURS FOOTER LO wim >

BY

FRANK (ARP ER Tob nN,

I. BOSSY AND BONNY.
II]. SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.
Ill. BUNN’S ADVENTURES.
IV. SQUIRREL WOOING.

ILLUSTRATED BY MISS L. B. HUMPHREY.

BOSTON:
LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHER

NEW YORK:
LEE, SHEPARD, AND DILLINGHAM.

1875.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1875, by
GEORGE M. BAKER,
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.

Boston:
ELEcTROTYPED AND PRinTED By Ranp, Avery, & Co.
BOSSY ANDI BONNY:



Bossy and Bonny were as fond of one another as brother
and sister. Their mothers stood side by side in the stable,
and had been intimate all winter. Old Mooley, Bossy’s
mother, a wise and experienced cow, was much rejoiced
when Bonny came a month later; for Bossy had been the
only calf in the barn that spring, and she knew that only
bossies, like only children, were in great danger of growing
up selfish and inconsiderate. Bonny’s mother had never
had any children before; and her heart was overflowing
with pride and delight in her new baby. But Mooley
shook her head at her raptures, as she pensively munched
a turnip, remembering too well the babies she had loved
and mourned for in years past. Was she not living now
in daily terror lest Bossy should be torn from her, and
carried away in that dreadful butcher’s cart? One morn-
ing she thought the evil hour had come; for, just after
the children had finished their breakfast, Farmer John led
them out of the barn. Mooley lfted up her voice in a

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6 BOSSY AND BONNY.

heart-rending cry for mercy. Bonny’s mother struck in
at that; and for a few minutes the old beams and rafters
resounded with their pitiful moans. But Farmer John
took no heed, and I dare say they might have grieved all
day ; but good Mrs. John happened to come out to the barn
with a pan of pea-pods, and, hearing the outcry, stopped to
rub their heads with her motherly old hands, and to assure
them that the butcher hadn’t taken their bossies off. They
were only going down to Brooks’s pasture to stay a while.
Mooley cheered up directly, tried to lick the kind fingers ;
and, though she never cared much for pea-pods, she ate
up every one that morning to show her gratitude. Mooley
knew all about Brooks’s pasture. It had been the favorite
summer resort of all the cattle on the place, time out of
mind. How delighted the children would be! Their
mothers talked it over, and agreed to bear their own loss
cheerfully. Then they licked each other’s heads, and felt
more friendly than ever in their loneliness.

Meanwhile the little ones, wild with joy at their escape
from the dark stable, were capering down the road, pulling
at their ropes, bounding hither and thither, nipping at the
roadside leaves, tossing their heads, and frisking their tails,
till the farmer declared, that, “for lively young critters,
they was the beat-all.”
BOSSY AND BONNY. ia

‘Wish I could get this darned old rope off!” exclaimed
Bossy. I am sorry ,to be obliged to record such an ex-
pression ; but indeed Bossy knew no better. You may
possibly have heard boys talk like that: at any rate,
Bossy had; and he could only use the language he had
heard. You see how careful you should be never to teach
ugly words to the calves or pigs or little kittens, or any
of the innocent creatures that may happen to be listen-
ing; and, besides these, there are the wise old horses and
the good-natured cows. They may be too sensible to imi-
tate you; but you never know how much they talk you
over among themselves. Be sure it is just as important
to have a good reputation in the barnyard as in the
schoolroom.

Bossy and Bonny found Brooks’s pasture a right jolly
place. It was made up of two or three pastures, with the
bars all down between them. ‘There was a gay little brook
dancing over bright pebbles across the meadow; and all
along one side was a row of pines, that made a thick shelter
when it rained. Then there were deep, soft beds of moss,
and sunny slopes to he on, and nothing to do but to be as
happy as the day was long. They explored their pretty
home from end to end, and ate till they couldn’t eat another
morsel ; and Bonny declared she had never been so happy
8 BOSSY AND BONNY.

in her life. But towards night she began to grow tired ;
and at last she laid her head on Bossy’s shoulder, and
asked if he thought their mothers would ever come to see
them, and if he didn’t think it was a little, just a little, bit
lonesome. Bossy was too proud to own it; but he licked
Bonny’s head all over very tenderly ; and they went to
sleep in a corner of the lot nearest the bars.

‘Bossy, Bossy, Bossy! Oh, you dear little bossies ! ”

They opened their eyes, and pricked up their ears; and
there, peeping through the bars, was the very loveliest face
they had ever seen. How their hearts fluttered as they
listened to the sweet ringing voice! |

‘Bossy, Bossy, Bossy! Don’t be afraid. T’m only Jennie
Darling; and I love you dearly.”

A little brown, beckoning hand was put through the bars ;
and in a minute Bonny had her nose in it. Then such
coaxing and petting, such bunting and lapping! The whole
trio seemed quite infatuated with one another; and, when
Jennie at last tore herself away, her hat was dangling on
her shoulders, her hair all in a tumble about her face, and
Bonny had sucked two-thirds of her apron into a perfect
little ‘““mopse.”

After that, Jennie stopped every morning and night on
her way to and from school; and it would be impossible
BOSSY AND BONNY. i 9

to tell which enjoyed it most. The moment they heard
the blithe voice calling, bounce, bounce, bounce, they would
come from the farthest end of the pasture, to be petted and
praised, to have their heads rubbed, and to eat grass from
her hand. To be sure, it was the stiff and dusty roadside
srass, not half so tender and sweet as grew in the meadow ;
but from her dear little hand they ate it with as much
enjoyment as they would the richest clover of their own
pulling.

So the summer went by. Farmer John used to come
and look at them occasionally ; but it was weeks before
they saw any one else from home. They got quite used
to living alone. Indeed, with little Jennie calling every
day, and the gray squirrel that used to sit on the wall, and
scold and chatter by the hour together, the birds that sang
to them in the pines, a queer old brown-coated woodchuck
that lived under the wall, to say nothing of the moles and
musquashes in the meadow, they had plenty of society, and
soon forgot all about Tommy and Joe; and ten to one they
wouldn’t have known their own mothers, if they had come
to visit them.

One night in the early fall Farmer John told the boys
they might go down to Brooks’s pasture, and bring home
the calves. The air was cool and fresh; and the boys were
10 BOSSY AND BONNY.

just bubbling over with fun and frolic. They never thought
that the calves might have forgotten how boys behaved.
But the truth was, they had been used to little Jennie’s
gentle ways so long, the shrill hallooing of the boys was
quite a shock to their nerves. They submitted quietly
enough, however, to having the ropes fastened round their
necks, and to be led out. They would have had a brisk



run home, and all would have been well; but no sooner
were they out in the open road than Tommy sent up a
shout that startled the echoes for miles around. Bonny
gave a great leap, whisked the rope out of Tommy’s hand,
and bounded away into the wood that bordered the road-
side. Bossy wasn’t frightened; but he only thought he
must follow Bonny, or she would be lost; and he sprang
after her. But Joe was pretty strong, and held on to the
BOSSY AND BONNY. 11

rope, while Bossy led him a chase over sticks and stones
and fallen logs, till he stubbed his toe. Down he went, and
Bossy was free. He was up again in an instant, though ;
and on they went, farther and farther into the wood, till it
grew quite dark, and they lost sight and hearing of the
calves.

At last Joe stopped short. “Darn the critters! ’Taint
no kind o’ use. I d’no what fatherll say. But we can’t
ketch ’em to-night.”

At a late hour, and with very crestfallen faces, they pre-
sented themselves at the supper-table, and told their story.

“Sho!” said Farmer John. “ Didn’t ye know no better
than to go hollerin’ arter them critters? They'll be wild as
chip-squirrels. I’ve knowed calves to get scared, and roam
off ten miles. Wal, I must go arter ’em myself to-morrow
mornin’.”

Bossy and Bonny slept soundly that night in a little
opening in the wood, where they made a nice supper of
tender grass, and had plenty left for breakfast next morn-
ing. Then they strolled about a long time in the pleasant
wood. For it was a large wood, quite a forest, indeed; and
they crossed their own track so often, that Farmer John
was well puzzled when he came to search for them. At
last they came to the boundary of the wood, a low stone
12 BOSSY AND BONNY.

wall, which they could easily jump; and there they were
in a broad and lovely meadow. They stopped here for
lunch, and then kept on with their travels. Bonny had an
adventurous spirit, and thought she should never tire of
this wandering life. They crossed the meadow, climbed
the steep hill beyond, and came down into another long
meadow at its foot. They crossed it very leisurely, and
found the opposite side shaded by a steep bank. They
were pretty tired by this time; and the shadow looked
so cool and inviting, Bonny thought she would like to lie
down for a nap before going any farther. They fell fast
asleep almost the moment their heads touched the cool
ereen pillow. Bossy was just dreaming that he was at
home again, and Jennie was patting his head, and calling
him “little beauty,” when suddenly there broke on their
slumbers a terrible shriek and roar. They sprang up, trem-
bling with affright. The noise came near and nearer, till
it seemed right over their heads. Away went Bossy and
Bonny down the long meadow, as fast as their little hoofs
could carry them. The horrible sound grew fainter, and
ceased ; but their terror nowise abated. It was a wonder
they did not dash their foolish heads against the wall; but
fear lent wings to their feet; and, with one flying leap, they
cleared it, — Bonny first, with Bossy at her heels, —and
BOSSY AND BONNY. 13

dropped, nose-first, into a muddy pool among the frogs and
lily-pads. Such a time as they had, floundering out, and
licking one another back to dryness and respectability !
Then they felt so tired and low-spirited, they had no heart
to go any farther, but lay down, close together, under a
thick grape-vine.

And that was why Farmer John missed them when he
tramped across the field, calling, “ Caboss, caboss,” and
searching for them, he thought, in every likely place.

They slept too soundly for any such familiar sound to
waken them. But when the late train came by, it startled
them from their slumbers again.

However, it did not send them off in a mad flight as
before. They only staggered to their feet, and stood quite
still, watching the huge black monster as it shrieked
past.

It was hardly out of sight, when, close beside them, a
voice, hoarse and heavy and grum, broke the succeeding
stillness.

‘Better go home.”

Instantly, from the opposite side of the pond, another
voice, hoarse and heavy and grum, confirmed the advice.

“ Better go home ; go home; go home.”

Bossy and Bonny looked at one another in dumb amaze-
14 BOSSY AND BONNY.

ment, as. now almost at their














feet, then away in the distance,
and presently on every side, the
meadow seemed alive with this
strange warning, —

“Better begone. Better be-
gone; begone; begone.”

Twenty voices were croaking
in concert.

Bonny could bear it no longer.
She felt that she must come to an
understanding with these myste-
rious advisers,










BOSSY AND BONNY. 15

“Who are you, if you please?” she asked, trying not to
betray her fears; “and why don’t you want us to stay
here ?.”

“’Cause we don’t; we don’t; we don’t. Better go home.”

Then, of a sudden, all was still.

A minute after, there popped up on a stone, right before
them, a monstrous bull-frog.

The moon had risen; and by its light they could see him
quite plainly, as he sat swelling and puffing, and making
great eyes at them.

Now, Bossy and Bonny had often seen little green frogs
hopping about Brooks’s pasture. They had always admired
their active habits, and were on as friendly terms with them
as they were with all their out-door neighbors of every sort.
But they had never happened to hear a bull-frog croak ; nor
had they ever met such a pompous old fellow as this, who
sat staring at them from the rock.

“Why do you stare at us so?” said’ Bossy.

But the frog deigned no reply. Very likely he didn’t
know that he was staring at all.

“You have quite a large family, haven’t you, sir?” asked
Bonny, growing more courageous, but very anxious to be
polite and sociable.

‘“Humph!” said the frog. ‘“Family,indeed! How could
16 BOSSY AND BONNY.

I attend to the wants of a family, and devote myself to art
at the same time? Why, this is the great Musical Festival
of the Bull-Frogs. We’ve been rehearsing for it all sum-
mer.”

“Oh, indeed!” said Bonny. ‘Hasn’t it made you a
little hoarse ?”

‘“Hoarse!” croaked the frog. ‘Not in the least. My
voice was pronounced the finest in the whole pond; and I
was chosen unanimously — not a dissenting croak, madam,
— to sing the solos in the grand oratorium of Chunkitybum.
You see that big rock, yonder ? ”

“Yes,” said Bonny.

“That is the platform. The chorus are ranged round the
sides. They applaud the solos. When they say, ‘Chunk,
chunk,’ it means, ‘sing it again.’ They have chunked me
three times to-night.”

“How nice!” said Bonny, bent on being friendly with
their new acquaintance.

“There! I must go back,” said Mr. Solo, as a solitary
croak sounded from the vicinity of the platform-rock.
‘Intermission is over.”

“ Are you going to sing any more about our going home?”
asked Bonny anxiously.

“About your going home? Indeed, it is quite impossible.
BOSSY AND BONNY. 17

We should like to; but it isn’t in the programme,” replied
Mr. Solo hastily, not understanding Bonny, but thinking,
perhaps, she wanted a sentimental song about herself and
Bossy.

“Then you didn’t mean ” —

But Mr. Solo had already taken his leave, with a great
splash; and, in a moment or two, the concert opened
again.

But Bossy and Bonny heard nothing now lke, “ Better
begone; better begone!” though, indeed, to your ears,
the singing would have sounded very much as before.

Every now and then the “Chunk, chunk,” came in, fol-
lowed by renewed bursts of croaking from the full frog
orchestra; and the bossies listened with interest, pleased
to think that their new friend was achieving still greater
victories by his superior voice.

“But,” said Bonny to Bossy, “don’t you think it is a
little bit queer singing ?”

“Well, I tell you, Bonny,” answered Bossy, “ve been
thinking, if that is singing, we might sing too, perhaps.”

“Why, to be sure we could!” said Bonny; and, waiting
for what they considered the right moment, they mingled
their loudest ‘“ba-a-as” with the Babel of noises coming
up from the pond.

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18 BOSSY AND BONNY.

This produced an instantaneous quiet on the part of the
frogs; at which these volunteers were not a little concerned.
But their fears were soon relieved; for Mr. Solo appeared
again on the stone before them, swelling with the impor-
tance of his errand; and in a voice no less hoarse, but
more deferential than before, addressed them thus : —

“Dear sir and madam, you do us honor, and yourselves,
Iam sure; and, if you could time your notes properly, you
might represent the cannon for us. We need only artil-
lery to make this affair quite equal to any World’s Peace
Jubilee.”

And off he dived again into the water.

From this time till ten o’clock, Bossy and Bonny, assured
of their welcome as performers, spared not, but bla-a-d
lustily at every point where cannon seemed to be required ;
and at such times the uproar to any passer-by would have
been truly terrific.

But at last the programme of the frogs must have been
exhausted ; for Bossy and Bonny, after making an unusual
effort, heard nothing but the sound of their own voices
echoed back from the distant woods. With throats some-
what the worse for this vigorous cannonading, they with-

drew from the pond side, and laid themselves down to
sleep.
BOSSY AND BONNY. 19

“Tsn’t your throat sore?” asked Bossy next morning, in
a tone almost as hoarse as Mr. Solo’s own.-

“ Awful!” said Bonny. ‘But wasn’t it a splendid con-
eery 2?

“Grand!” replied Bossy. ‘TI had no idea I was so fond
OF MUSIC, * ‘

“Nor I,” said Bonny. “Do you suppose the little frogs
in Brooks’s pasture will sing so when they are grown up?”

“JT don’t know. We might teach them when we go back,
perhaps.”

Bonny assented to this; and, going to the stream, they
drank their morning-draught, and nibbled the tender grass
growing by the margin, and began their day joyously.

Bonny got frightened once. She had been standing a
long time by the side of the brook, looking in; and all at.
once she found herself going round and round and round
and round, while the water had all at once stopped flowing.
She endured it for a few seconds; but finding that she
could do nothing to stop herself from whirling around in
this mysterious way, and beginning to be very dizzy, she
called out in piteous tones, “QO Bossy! Do come and stop
me from turning round so.”

Bossy hurried down to her side; and seeing that Bonny
was standing as usual, but looking very steadily down into
20 BOSSY AND BONNY.

the water, he cried out, “Bonny, Bonny! look up, or you
will be under the water-witches’ spell.”

Bonny made a great effort, and withdrew her gaze from
the fascinating water, and looked at the trees beyond. In
a moment she was dizzy no longer. The brook had begun
to flow, whirling and eddyingover the pretty stones at the
bottom, as usual. With a sigh of relief, she turned away.

“O Bossy! Isn’t it dreadful ?”

“Isn’t what dreadful, Bonny ?”

‘Why, to be spinning round and round so, and to have
the water stand still.”

“That is the spell,” said Bossy. “Come away, quick.”

Bonny was only too glad to do so, especially when she
found that even Bossy, whom she thought so brave, was
also alarmed. With rapid steps they left the scene of so
much pleasure and peril for the swamp near by.

Some little boys and girls who have stood by running
streams, and felt themselves spinning around, as Bonny did,
may be inclined to laugh at her and Bossy for thinking it
was the water-witches’ spell. But they must remember that
these adventurers were very young yet, and that calves, at
best, seldom get more than a common school education.

' Poor Bonny was fated to have her agitation increased,
rather than diminished, by what came next.
BOSSY AND BONNY. 21

They approached two paths, leading in different direc-
tions, where the bushes and young trees were very tall ;
and, without knowing it, Bonny took one, while Bossy took
the other; and in a few minutes they were far apart. When
at last they found themselves separated, they called to each
other without ceasing. But, owing to their efforts of the
night before, the sound of their voices amounted only to a
loud wheezing, which fell far short of crossing the space,
and penetrating the bushes between them.

So there they were,



far away from Brooks’s pasture ;
far away from Jennie Darling, or Farmer John ; and, cruel-
est of all, far away from each other.

Just here Bonny, who had come near the corner of the
wood-lot adjoining the swamp, saw a woodchuck so like the
one in Brooks’s pasture, that she thought it must be his
brother. She was about to ask him if he wasn’t, when a
dog bounded into view, and, giving chase, drove the wood-
chuck into the wall.

“Oh, dear, dear!” thought Bonny. “I wish Bossy were
here! It is so ugly in that dog to worry a little woodchuck
so!”

Close upon the dog followed a man,—two men; and
they began to tumble down the great stones, making
two gaps in the wall, one each side of where the dog
22 BOSSY AND BONNY.

had stationed himself, rending the air with his fearful
howls.

Bonny didn’t understand what they were doing that for ;
but she soon saw they were helping the dog to catch his
victim.

The woodchuck would look out from between the stones
near one gap, and, meeting the dog there, would disappear.
A moment after, he would put his nose out where the other
man was at work; and there was the dog again.

So he flew back and forth, from gap to gap. But the two
men were gradually taking down the short piece of wall
between the gaps; and Bonny saw that the woodchuck
would soon have to run out of his hiding-place.

In another moment he did so; and, oh! how sickening
to Bonny’s heart! The dog gave chase again, soon over-
took his game, and with a few shakes and bites it was lying
dead, or fast dying, on the ground.

Bonny could restrain her feelings no longer; but regain-
ing her voice, in her insupportable grief she uplifted it in
the most plaintive of cries.

At this, Bossy, who had been attracted by the noise of
the hound, and come near, without knowing that Bonny too
was there, came breaking through the underbrush, and
rejoined his lost and now grieving companion.
BOSSY AND BONNY. ve

Then Bonny turned, and, laying her head on Bossy’s
neck, said in a piteous voice, “O Bossy! I thought you
never would come. Take me home, please. I am so
tired! and it:is so dreadful here!”

But Bossy shook his head despondently.

“JT don’t know as we ever shall find our way home;”’
and, with a quick breath that was as near a sob as could
be, he added, “nor ever see little Jennie again.”

That almost broke Bonny’s heart; for she was as loving
as she was impulsive and wayward.

She rubbed Bossy’s nose very hard in token of penitence,
and promised over and over that she would never lead him
away again. And she was sure they could find their way
home by inquiring. Everybody must know where Brooks’s
pasture was.

Bossy cheered up at that; and they agreed to set out that
very night. It was already evening; and, entering the wood,
they soon found a well-trodden path, and they trotted along
in the bright moonlight, feeling sure they were on the right
track, and not caring to ask the way, even if there had been
anybody to ask; which there wasn’t, without getting people
out of their beds, and they were far too considerate to do
that.

» So they travelled on and on, till the light through the
24 BOSSY AND BONNY.

trees showed them they were near the end of the wood.
Presently they came to a rail-fence; and, peeping through,
they saw some cows lying asleep in the pasture beyond.
It wasn’t Brooks’s pasture, nor the road, nor any place
they ever had seen before; but the cows lying there made
them feel quite comforted, and at home.

Sure of being befriended, Bossy put his head through the
rails, and gave a loud “ Ba-a.” The cows slowly lifted their
heads, one after another; but only one of them got upon her
feet. She came galloping towards them. Bossy “baa-d”
again, and pushed his head farther through the fence;
whereupon the strange cow made a low, ugly noise, and
tossed her horns, and whisked her tail, in a manner which
struck Bossy and Bonny, ignorant though they were, as very
far from hospitable. Bossy hastily drew back his head; and,
with one accord, they scampered back into the heart of the
wood. There they went to sleep for the night, ruminating
on the cruelty of their kind. But the truth was, that there
was only that one of the half-dozen cows they saw lying
there, who would have treated them so unkindly; and she
had just waked out of a nightmare, caused by eating a
hasty supper of raw turnips, snatched from a heap in the
door-yard as she was driven out to pasture after milking.
That was what made her so cross. The others, as is often
BOSSY AND BONNY. 25

the case with good-natured people, were too sleepy to be
quickly roused : so they lost the chance of being kind to
the little wanderers.

The next morning it rained; and Bossy and Bonny did
not care to stir out of the shelter of the oak-tree, under
which they had slept, but cowered and shivered, and nib-
bled disconsolately at the wet grass, —a_ thoroughly
drenched and homesick pair. They longed for the thick
shelter of the pines, and the bed of soft brown needles,
where they had slept so sweetly all summer; and, though
neither mentioned Jennie’s name, their hearts ached for a
pat of her little hand, and the sound of her loving voice.

About noon the rain ceased, the sun came streaming
through the trees, and their courage rose again.

“Let's ask somebody to tell us the way,” said Bonny.

“Whom can we ask? Nobody knows, I suppose, about
Brooks’s pasture and little Jennie.”

“Tehi, tehi, tchi! Nobody knows little Jennie! Maybe
not; maybe not. Tchi!” They looked up astonished; and
a hard green acorn hit Bossy right on the star in his fore-
head. at them, whisking his bushy tail, and laughing fit to kill
himself in the tree overhead.

“Tehi! Don’t know little Jennie! White apron, apple
26 BOSSY AND BONNY.

cheeks, shiny dinner-pail, pretty Jennie, singing Jennie,
down the road where the hazel-nuts grow? ‘Tchee, tchee,
tchee !”

“Yes, yes!” cried Bossy and Bonny in the same breath ;
“and we are Jennie’s bossies.”

“Knew it all the time. Tchee, tchee, tchee! ”



‘Please show us the way home,” cried Bonny.

“Chipper, chipper, chipper. Go as well as not. Come
right along. Tchi!” And off he darted over their heads,
leaping from bough to bough where the tree-branches met,
frisking down one gray trunk, and up another, like a flash,
dancing and prancing, winking and twinkling, in and out
among the leaves, while the bossies trotted along below, —
the merriest trio that ever you saw.

Before Bossy and Bonny thought of being at their jour-
ney’s end, they came right out into the old road where the
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hazel-nuts grew; the very same road they had come that
night when Tommy scared them so with his shouting.
They stopped a moment, looking up and down the white
and dusty road, while their merry guide nipped off a hazel-
nut, and seated himself on the wall to strip off its green
ruffle; and, as they stood there, they heard the patter of
feet, and directly a sweet voice singing, —
‘“* Kive times five are twenty-five ;
Five times six are thirty ;
Five times seven are thirty-five ;
And five times eight are forty.”

A tiny, well-known figure appeared around the bend in
the road. Then feet and voice stopped together. Little
Jennie stood still an instant: the next, she bounded to
meet them with a glad cry, —

“My bossies! Oh, my darling bossies ! ”

With an arm round the neck of each, she led them back
into their old pasture, and carefully put up the bars. Then
such a time as they had! Nobody could tell which was the
_gladdest,



Jennie, or the bossies, or the squirrel, who was
frisking and chattering like mad among the hazel-bushes.
| don’t know what promises they made never to run ay ray
again; IT don’t know how much they told her about their
adventures, nor whether they made her understand that it
28 BOSSY AND BONNY.

was merry brown Bunn who had shown them the way home :
I only know, that when, at last, she bade them good-night,
and went down the road towards home, she opened her
dinner-pail, and took out a slice of bread and a bit of

































































gingerbread, and laid them on a j_
smooth white stone at the roadside,
and called very sweetly, “Bunny, Bunny! come, have some
supper. Good Bunny!” Then she turned, and walked away
very fast; and, when she looked back, there sat Bunny, with
the crust in his mouth, and a nut in each check, looking,
for all the world, like a jolly bagpiper. Jennie laughed,
and clapped her hands softly, and then ran home to tell her
BOSSY AND BONNY. 29

mother, and to ask leave to carry the good news to Farmer
John.

At the farm the pretty messenger of good tidings got a
pat on the head from the farmer, a kiss from kind Mrs.
John, and an apronful of great juicy pears and red wine-
apples from Tommy and Joe.

And, when Jennie knelt to say her prayer that night,
she went all through it to, “And thine be the kingdom, and
the power, and the glory;” then gravely added, “and I
ain so glad you sent the bossies home! Thank you, ever
so much, for ever and ever. Amen.”


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Bunn, who showed Bossy and Bonny the way home when
they were lost, was, for the most part, a chippery, happy
squirrel. His two sisters, Teena and Fara, liked quite as
well to be with him as with his big brother Whisker. And
such delight as it gave the three to romp off together | —
under, over, and through stone walls, exploring every nook
which even a squirrel’s eye could discover, then bounding,
with squeals and a great flirting of tails, to the trees; where,
if you ever saw so many squirrels together, you will know
there was no end to their pranks. And such odd noises! ---
squeaking, chattering, drumming, and grunting. So many
ways of talking with each other surely no other creatures
can have. And where do you suppose this merry family
lived? In the trunk of an old butternut, in a hole pecked
out at first by a woodpecker, and afterwards greatly enlarged
by the gnawing of Bunn’s father and mother, before he and
his brother and sisters were born. And in this deep hole
these four thoughtless young things were nightly gathered,

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6 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.



re

after days of hilarity, all cuddled
in a little heap, and watched over
by their parents.

Not that the old squirrels staid
with them all the nights through.
No. After the little ones were
well asleep they would steal away
to gossip with other old squirrels
in the neighborhood, and to pro-
vide a breakfast for their family ;
never, however, going so far as
not to know if any danger threat-
ened their children.

I have said that Bunn was
happy, for the most part; but, at
the time of which I write, Whisker,


SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. a

with his lordly ways, his cuflings and bitings, was making
it more and more uncomfortable in the family nest for little
Bunn, who had the misfortune not to grow quite so fast or
so strong as his brother. [ don’t know whether a squirrel,
of himself, would ever become such a tyrant over his small-
er brother; but let me tell you that Whisker had spent a
good many days in the orchard near Farmer John’s, and had
seen something of the way in which larger boys treated
smaller ones. He had seen Joe give his orders to Tom;
and the way in which such orders were enforced was not
lost upon Whisker. Still, in justice to Joe, [ must say that
Whisker did not learn to “boss it” over Bunn from him so
much as from some boys in the neighborhood, who often
came there to play. How little Bunn was astonished one
day, when Whisker had just returned from Farmer John’s
orchard, to be told to “chee, chee, sic, sic, ook, ook, chee,
chee!” What do you think that was? Why, it was, in
squirrel language, “Bunn, keep your tail down.” Just
think of it, —a squirrel to keep his tail down! How could
it be done? That was the question poor Bunn asked in his
“Chirr, chee, chirr, chee, vee, vee, vee?” But Whisker cared
nothing for the unreasonableness of his command, and,
because it was not obeyed, proceeded to cuff and scratch
poor little Bunn most unmercifully. And, as they were
8 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

both running at the top of their speed all the while up
among the boughs of an oak, Bunn was trembling all over
with fright. lest he should sometime miss a branch for
which he leaped, and fall tc the ground. When Whisker
had vented his ill-will upon his poor little brother to his
wicked heart’s content, he turned away, and ran to tell his
friend Bushy



another little bully of a squirrel living
near by — what a trouncing he had given Bunn; while
his sore and sobbing little victim was making his way
slowly and with timorous leaps home to the butternut.
How thankful he felt that night for the sympathy of his
sisters, who lay one on each side of him, and hugged him
up so warm and close, until he ceased to sob, and fell
sound asleep!

After that Whisker grew more and more domineering,
playing all sorts of ill-natured tricks on his brother, till
poor Bunn’s life became a burden to him; and dearly as he
loved his parents and sisters, and their home in the old
butternut, he resolved to run away. He had been lying
awake a long time, one morning, feeling very sore of heart
with thinking of his wrongs, and fecling as if he couldn’t
endure Whisker’s cruelty another day, yet hardly daring to
move a paw, for fear of waking his tyrant, when, all at once,
he felt a sharp kick in his side; and Whisker ordered him
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 9

to go to the top of the hole, and see if the moon was up.
This was his time. Without a word he scrambled out. of
the warm nest, and was at the top of the hole in a twin-
kling. Here a wonderful sight met his eyes. The ground, as
far as he could see, was carpeted in white. The pines had
pretty white caps on their heads; and all the bushes and
twigs were tipped with white.

“Tt must be the snow mamma told us about,” thought
Bunn. “How nice! I wish I could wake Teena and Fara,
and have a race with ’em before breakfast. But Whisker
would come too, and cuff my ears, maybe, and tell me to
put my tail down. Why don’t he put his own down, I'd
like to know? No: [ll run away.” And down he went.

In the mean time Whisker, after waiting a few minutes
for Bunn’s return, curled down for another nap, muttering
to himself, —

“He’s gone off on a lark, PH bet. He'll know how my
claws feel when I catch him, though.”

But, ah! Whisker little dreamed he had sent Bunn on
his last errand, and cuffed his ears for the last time. So he
slept while Bunn raced away under the pines, sprinkling
himself with little snow-showers from the laden boughs
and briers with every whisk of his bushy tail. He ran so
fast, he got a long way from home before he thought about
10 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

breakfast. All at once he began to feel hungry. At the
same moment he perceived a faint fragrance in the air.
“Seems as if I smelt something nice” (sniff, sniff): “it
makes me think of the apple-orchard ” (sniff, sniff).
Just then, down among the underbrush, he spied a white
rabbit with his dainty nose in the air.



“T declare!” said Bunn to himself: “he smells it too.”
So he sat on the wall, and watched till the rabbit started,
hop, hop, hop, over the snow. Then Bunn started too,
keeping pace with him, and stopping whenever he stopped
to sniff anew the enticing fragrance. All at once the rabbit
sat very still, looking steadily at some green object half-
hidden in a thicket not far from the wall. Bunn saw it at
the same instant; and, being an impulsive fellow, he forgot
his manners, and skipped down the wall, past the rab-
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. F Ll

bit’s very nose, to examine the object of his curiosity. It
was a strange, box-like thing; and there, sure enough, was
a great piece of apple inside. Bunn was so hungry, and so
afraid the rabbit would get it first, that, without turning to
look back, he darted into the queer little hole, and set his
teeth and claws both at once into the delicious sweet apple.

Alas! at that instant, with a dreadful slam, something
came down behind him, and every thing was dark. He
extricated his tail from something, he didn’t know what,
with a dreadful pull; and in his fright whirled round and
round, only to feel the walls of his prison on every side.

“Oh, dear! it’s a trap! What did father tell me about
traps? Will some cruel boy come and take me, and shut
me up in a wire-cage? Then I shall die. I couldn’t live
in a little cage in the house. I[ shouldn’t know but they
were going to kill me every time any one came near. Oh,
dear! oh, dear!”

Poor little Bunn, a moment before so greedy for the
apple, now sat up on his haunches, perfectly indifferent to
it in his distress. Hunger was driven quite out of his
tremulous little body by fright at finding himself caught
in a trap.

One moment his claws were done up into little fists,
and he rubbed his eyes fast and grievously: the next, he
12 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

was down upon all fours, running frantically around his
prison.

“Oh, dear! oh, dear! can’t I get out before the great
boy comes? What is the box made of, I wonder? Why, it
is wood! Now, if I can only bite and pull fast enough, Pl
get out yet.” And it really did seem as though he would.
Such industry Bunn had never shown in the work of gath-
ering nuts for the winter. You would have thought he
liked hard-pine better than sweet-apple.

He was at length rewarded by faint glimmerings of light
through the corner he had selected for his efforts at escape.
A few minutes more of gnawing, and he thinks how glad
he shall be to get back to his home in the butternut! But
he hears voices. He ceases gnawing: he sits up, and
listens. Oh, how his heart beats! His hard gnawing is
in vain: the cruel boys are upon him.

“By jingo, Tom! The trap’s sprung.”

“D’ye ’spose there’s any thing in it?”

“He'll have to open it to find out,” says Bunn to him-
self, sitting up breathlessly before the door, ready to make
a spring out, if he should.

“Wold on! I ain’t going to open it here, you’d better
believe.”

“Oh, dear!” says Bunn, inside.
e

SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 13

‘No, Joe; but just le’me take it up, and shake it. Golly!
there’s something in it, by the scratching.”

‘Tt’s a squirrel, Tom: a rabbit wouldn’t claw so. Be-
sides, he’s been trying to gnaw out. D’ye see this corner ?
He’d ’a’ got out in about a minute more; wouldn’t he?”

“Look here! [’m going to take the trap up to the house
before I open it.”

The worst fate was in waiting for poor Bunn,—a cage,
and constant terror of being killed. No more freedom for
him, he thought; no more wild sport with his sisters on
the great, swinging boughs of the trees. He felt, for the
moment, as if Whisker’s teasing and tormenting were noth-
ing in comparison with his terrible fate.

Arrived at the house, there was going hither and thither,
to find an entirely safe place in which to take Bunn out.

As often as Tom proposed to “ open it a teeny bit, just to
get a look at him,” Bunn prepared to spring out. But, no.
Joe was cautious. “The cover shouldn’t be lifted a mite
till he got a cage ready for him.” And Joe was good for
contriving. His father had one day brought home from a
button-factory a sheet of tin from which buttons had been
cut, leaving it as full as it could be of little round holes.
Joe’s eye lighted upon this; and in a twinkling he had it
nailed over a soap-box in place of its cover. Then he
14 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

loosened a part of one side for a door, made some leather
hinges for it, a leather hasp to fasten it by, and Bunn’s sec-
ond prison was ready for him; and, when he made the leap
for which he had been waiting so long, there he was, and
not, as he had hoped, at liberty.

‘Hi, hi, my man! There you are, are you? What did
ye get in there for, then?” was Bunn’s first salutation from
Joe. And he thought he could have nothing to hope for
from such a boy.

“Oh, Jiminy! ain’t he a gay old nut-cracker?” was Tom’s
exclamation.

Bunn was certainly not gay in spirits, if his bright eyes,
and his plume-like tail arching over his back, did give him
that appearance. From side to side of his new prison he
rushed, hoping against hope to get farther off from his cap-
tors. “What could such beings have been created for?”
sighed Bunn, when at last left to himself for the night.

It was a long time before he could come down from his
sitting-posture, and curl himself up to sleep in the cotton
Joe had thrown in for his bed. In the morning his legs
ached as though they would come off, for lack of exercise.
But momentary expectation of the return of his captors left
him no more appetite for the walnut-meats which Tom had
given him than he had the night before.
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 15

But when good Mrs. John opened the woodhouse-door to
get the kindlings, and, peeping into his cage, said, —

“Bunn, Bunn! poor little Bunn,” in her kind, motherly
tones, he felt more re-assured than he had done since his
captivity. He thought it so queer she should know his
name; for he didn’t know that in human language it was
the common squirrel-name. It did him a world of good to
hear it; and, though he shrank into a corner when she
dropped some crumbs into the cage, as soon as she was gone
he wished she would come back. Presently, taking heart, he
ate up the walnut-meats. Then he tried the crumbs, and
found they tasted good, though different from any thing he
ever ate before. Pretty soon the boys came and gave him
more nuts, and wished they had a bigger cage for him, and
peeped in with such good-natured faces, laughing at his
funny ways, and were altogether so delighted with him,
that Bunn’s fears were more and more relieved. Still his
little bones ached as they never had ached from Whis-
ker’s beating; and, longing with all his squirrel’s heart for
the great freedom of his native woods, he determined, that,
if there were any virtue in teeth, no Bunn should be there
when next the boys looked into the cage.

But he had seen enough of Joe and Tom, by this time, to
_know they were not the kind of boys to wish to kill or tor-
16 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

ment him; and enough of Mrs. John to know, that, if he
were a well-behaved squirrel, no hurt would come to him
from her hands. In short, as he was no longer working for
dear life, as he thought he was while in the trap, Bunn’s
zeal for gnawing gave out before he had begun to see his
way through the soap-box; and saying to himself, “ That’ll
do for now: [ll show ’em to-morrow how gay a nut-cracker
I can be when [’m out of this old cage,” he turned his
attention to the hens standing about the open doorway.

‘Te-1¢-ic,” says he. ‘What good does it do you to stretch
out your necks at me in that way, old biddies? Old Cock-
a-doodle, I’ve seen you before.”

“ Cuddar-cut-cuddar. Yes; to my sorrow, I remember
you, you imp,” says fiery-tailed Chanticleer; “and my
nerves ain’t steady yet, when I think of how you popped
up on to the log I was wallowing beside, when nobody
expected you. You absurd imp!— your body only about
as large as a good-sized mouse, while your tail is near’
about as big as mine. Ugh! how you made me jump that
time!” And with disgust, in which fear, too, had a share,
Cock-a-doodle marched off, followed by his flock ; and Bunn
didn’t get a chance to say another word.

He now thought again of getting out; but, seeing how
little there was to do, concluded he could do it in the
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 17

morning, before Joe and Tom got up; and so, feeling sleepy,
he poked his nose into the cotton, and, following it with his
entire body, laid himself away in one corner; and, unless
you had looked sharp, you would hardly have known there
was any squirrel there, so well had he concealed himself.
But Joe did look sharp, not only at Bunn in his bed, but at
the place Bunn had gnawed in the box; and, the first thing
Bunn knew, he was waked by the thunder of a hammer
close to his ears. He thought his little career was to be
ended now. But, no. After a little, Joe peers in at him,
throws him a handful of walnuts, says, “ Yowll find ’m
up to snuff, too, old fellow,” and goes away; and Bunn
doesn’t find out what the hammering upon his cage meant
until the next morning, when, resuming his gnawing for
liberty, he comes at once upon something too hard for his
teeth. Joe had nailed a bit of tin on the outside.

“Tf ['d only gnawed clean through at first!’’ Bunn says,
and turns away in despair.

For several days after this disappointment, Bunn made no
further attempts to escape. He only ate the food that was
set before him, and rolled himself up in the cotton, and was,
altogether, quite a sulky little squirrel. Still he was not
unmindful of the kindness, and the looks of interest, with

which the family regarded him. He became less and less
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18 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

afraid of them, and more and more interested in what was
going on about him.

But at length this prison-life became really insupporta-
ble to him, and he made up his mind to try once more to
regain his liberty. So, one night, after the house was still,
he set his teeth into the soap-box, determined to find a way
through it before morning; and, putting all the pent-up
energies of his little body to the task, before the day
dawned he was free. When Joe opened the door, there was
Bunn scudding away over the chips.

“Tom, shut the door quick. Don’t let him get away.
You little rascal! you've done it this time.”

‘Look, look!” screamed Tom, as Bunn scampered up the
wood-pile.

“Keep still, Tom; you'll scare him. I wish he’s tame
enough to stay without any cage. That box is awful small.
Bunn, Bunn! come have some nuts. Give me the hammer,
Tom: Tll crack him some more.”

Bunn watched, with no small curiosity, this improved
method of getting at the sweet kernels; and when Joe had
cracked a good handful, and called him again, he shyly drew
nearer and nearer, and finally grabbed a shell, and ran back
to the very top of the wood-pile, to pick out the meat.

The boys thought they should never tire of watching his
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 19

graceful motions and cunning tricks; but breakfast was
ready, and they decided to leave him at large in the wood-
house that forenoon, making fast the outer door, and char-




























































































ging mother to see that he



didn’t escape in any other







way. Bunn winked his ap-
proval of this plan, and resolved to show his gratitude by
the most discreet behavior. :

Bunn did a good deal of thinking, that forenoon, as he sat
looking down at the empty cage. He wasn’t quite sure,
that, even if the door were left open, he should run home
to the old butternut: for there was Whisker; and these
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Bunn winked, and nodded his tail, which is squirrel for
“Yes.” And when she came back with a crust which she
offered him, after a minute or two of coquetting, he came
and nibbled at it, eying her brightly all the while, and
finally ran up her sleeve, perched on her shoulder, and was
carried into the kitchen, where he straightway made him-
self at home.

However, he tried very hard to behave with propriety ;
for the dread of being shut up in prison again weighed
heavily on his mind. So he sat demurely on the top of
the cupboard, stuffing his cheeks full of pop-corn. And
when the tiny white pussy came in, and, spying him, put
up her small back, and spit, though he longed to leap
down, chase her round the room, and scare her out of her
little wits, he restrained himself with a great effort, and
only relieved his feelings by chattering very fast, and call-
ing her names in the squirrel-tongue ; which, as pussy was
young, and had never travelled far, she couldn’t understand.

So Bunn was domesticated at Farmer John’s; and he
tried very hard to make himself an acceptable member of
the household. But he was only a squirrel after all, and
by nature a very light-hearted and frolicsome squirrel, too ;
and, as he got better acquainted, he couldn’t help playing
his pranks.
ae SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

There were days when he was so freakish, and full of
mischief, that Mrs. John declared he was the torment of
her life.

Every night he slept in the wood-house, in the barrel of
shavings; and whoever went for the kindlings in the morn-
ing was liable to a nip from Bunn’s teeth, or a bump from
his nose, as he sprang out of bed. Then, if it happened to
be one of his naughty days, he would be in twenty places
at once,—up on the mantle-piece (Mrs. John had care-
fully set the lamps, and every thing breakable, out of his
reach at the outset); down at pussy’s plate, eating her
breakfast, or scattering it about the hearth in all direc-
tions; rolling himself up in the rugs, or running away with
the holders; alive with fun and sauciness from the end of
his nose to the tip of his tail, every atom of his little body
alert for mischief. In one corner of the room a cord was
stretched across, on which hung the weekly newspapers.
It was Bunn’s delight to run up the back of the tall rock-
ing-chair, spring across, and swing a minute on top of the
papers till he felt them sliding from under him, then spring
back again just as they came whisking down in a heap on
the floor. One morning, when the family sat at breakfast,
Tommy cried out, —

“Ma! Thought we’s going to have some cranberry-
sauce.”
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 23

“Why, to be sure! I forgot all about it.”

Mrs. John opened the pantry-door. There stood the large
yellow nappy full of cranberry, left there to cool; and there
on the edge sat Bunn, clawing and eating as fast as his lit-
tle feet could fly. Mrs. John seized the long-handled skim-
mer, and struck at him. Away went Bunn, leaving crimson
foot-prints on the snowy shelves.

“Open the door, Tom, and let me drive the little rascal
out.”

But Tom only sat still, and shouted, as Bunn ran up the
window-curtain, over the clock, made a flying leap to the
cupboard, and, seeing the skimmer approaching, leaped
down on Tom’s head, and thence into the middle of the
sausage-plate, spattering the gravy in all directions.

“Sho, sho!” said Farmer John, rising hastily to open the
woodhouse-door. ‘We can’t have sech works as this, boys.”

Bunn scud out through the open door, and straight into
his bed.

‘Now I’ve done it!” he thought, as he buried his head
in the shavings, feeling very naughty and ashamed.

The next half-hour he devoted to penitence and his toi-
let; for, with the cranberry and the sausage-fat together,
his handsome gray suit was sadly defaced.

Once more made tidy, he sprang to the beam over the
24 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

door; and there Joe found him, sitting up so motionless,
that, after watching him a moment, you would have won-
dered if he ever would move again. But Joe had something
on his mind, and didn’t stop to see how demurely Bunn
watched him.

“Tm going to fix you, old chap!” at last says Joe, look-
ing up. “You ain’t a-going to have all my shagbarks to
run to, now, I tell you. I wish I knew where you’d hidden
all you’ve hooked and lugged off. You'd ’a’ busted afore now
if you'd eat ’em all, you scamp!”

“Te, ic, chee, chee, ook, ook, ook, ook, chee-e-e,” and more
of the like sort, replies Bunn. That was to say, —

“Oh, ho! You and father don’t agree. He says all pru-
dent squirrels put four nuts away in a safe place for every
one they eat. That’s what ’ve done; and you don’t like it.
What should a fellow do in such a case ?”

It was well for Bunn, perhaps, that Joe had no idea what
all his chattering was about, but went on with his work,
nailing up a few of his best shagbarks in a box, to make
sure of having them for his own use when he wanted them ;
having done which, he went to school with Tom, wonder-
ing what mischief Bunn would be getting into next. Well,
I will tell you what it was, though Joe didn’t find it out for
two weeks afterwards. It was to make his way through
SQUIRREL MISCHIEF. 25

that box of shagbarks, that very same day.
hole he made, too, on the side turned towards the wall.
And when, a fortnight later, Joe, feeling hungry for nuts,
took the box in his hands, oh! wasn’t he vexed? The box
was so much lighter than he thought it! and the few nuts
remaining from Bunn’s ravages ran out of the hole through
which the others had been conveyed in Bunn’s cheeks
and paws.

‘“Confound that imp! Mother, the squirrel has gnawed
through my box of shagbarks, and eat ’em all up, or car-
ried ’em off. /’m tired of having the old thing round.”

Mother didn’t hear, but Bunn did; and it was with a
rapidly-sinking heart that he learned how, by his last per-
formance, he had finally worn his welcome out with Joe, as
he had with all except the boys before, by his dashing flight
from cranberry to sausage-gravy, and other pranks in the
kitchen. He thought with despair that at Farmer John’s
his character was lost, and no amount of good behavior in
the future could redeem it. What was there for him, then,
but to leave them, and either venture into another family,
where they would all be strangers to him, or to return to
his home in the butternut? When he thought of Teena and
Fara, from whom he had been absent so long, the thought
of returning home was very attractive. But this thought
26 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

brought another: Whisker was there too. No: he could
not go home. Such was Bunn’s state of mind, when Mrs.
John came to the woodhouse-door, and called, “ Bunny,
Bunny, Bunny!” and then, seeing Joe, said, “ Bring him
in, Joe, for Jennie to see.”

«Jennie, Jennie!” says Bunn to himself. “Why, I won-
der if it is Jennie Darling! If it is, I know I shall have
another chance to be a good squirrel. I know Jennie. She
left some dinner on a stone for me once, when I had led
Bossy and Bonny home. I love Jennie, and [ will go home
with her.”

With that, he almost flew past Joe into the kitchen; and,
to the surprise of every one (Tom and his father had just
come in from the barn), and to the greatest surprise of
Jennie, causing her to start a little at first, but a moment
afterwards to feel the keenest delight in his fearlessness
of her, Bunn sprang to her shoulder amid exclamations of
wonder from all. Here, after whisking around to the other
shoulder, and back again over Jennie’s head, he sat up, as
though at last he had found, of all places, the one most
delightful to his squirrel-heart. Jennie remained motion-
less all the while, fearing to disturb Bunn’s confidence in
her, and only called, in a soft, caressing way, “ Bunny,
sunny, Bunny! Pretty Bunny!”
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“She doesn’t know I am the same squirrel, after all,”
says Bunn to himself. And she didn’t; for he was so much
like other squirrels, that Jennie had no means of recogniz-
ing him.

“Oh, how I wish J had a squirrel! Isn’t he splendid ?”
Jennie soon exclaims admiringly.

“T wish you had him, child,” responded Mrs. John with
fervor. “He is a terrible torment.”

‘She may have him, for all I care,” said Joe rather
crossly, remembering ruefully his stolen shagbarks.

“Oh! may Ihave him?” cries Jennie, breathless with
delight. “There’s lots of shagbarks up stairs, at home, for
him; and butternuts and chestnuts, and pop-corn. Will he
eat pop-corn ?”

“You bet!” said Joe emphatically.

“And may I carry him right home now?” asked Jennie,
with sparkling eyes.

“Wait till night, and we’ll bring him over in a basket,”
said Joe.

But, when Joe approached to take him from Jennie’s
shoulder, Bunn took the matter into his own hands; and
by dodging this way and that, from Jennie to the rocking-
chair, from there to the clothes-horse, and back again to
Jennie, eluded Joe’s utmost endeavor to catch him. But,
28 SQUIRREL MISCHIEF.

when Joe paused for a moment in the chase, Bunn was
back again in a flash to Jennie’s shoulder, thus indicating
unmistakably his preference for her.

‘Let me see if I can take him,” said Jennie at last; and,
putting up her hand, she took him down into her lap, with-
out receiving even Bunn’s customary remonstrance at being
handled, which was a slight imprint of his teeth on the
fingers.

‘Maybe I can take him home so, right in my apron, with-
out any basket,” said Jennie. The boys were doubtful about
it: but Jennie was confident; and, gathering up the cor-
ners of her apron around her pet, she started for home at
a rapid pace.

Bunn was overjoyed. He felt that a new career was be-
fore him. He loved Jennie; and from her account of the
good things for him up stairs, at her house, he felt that he
should not need to hoard them up in secret places, as he
had done at Joe’s; and so would be delivered from that
temptation to offend.

Yes: truly Bunn was again to be held in high favor.
But what happened to him in Jennie’s home, and what

pranks he still played there, I must tell you in another
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ENNIE didn’t always walk so
’ fast as she did that day, with
Bunn in her apron; not al-
ways, even when sent upon
errands by her mother. Every
minute or two Bunn would

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outside of the apron; and he
would say, in his squirrel lan-
guage, “Oh, I’m here! Never
fear, Jennie: you're a lovely
girl. I don’t care to run away
from you.”

It may be Jennie didn’t
altogether understand — this
assurance from Bunn ; for, when the squirming little bundle
of fur would occasionally insist upon poking his nose out

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6 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

of his close carriage (for it was as a close carriage that he
considered Jennie’s apron) to look about him, she was not
a little fearful that he might, after all, leap away, and dis-
appear from her sight forever. But when he withdrew his
nose, and curled down, a willing captive, Jennie said aloud
to herself, ‘“Isn’t it wonderful? He seems to like me.
What does he think, I wonder?”

‘What do I think?” chattered Bunn, his voice somewhat
muffled by his wrapping. “Tm thinking what a queer life
this is for a squirrel to lead; but I may be a little differ-
ent from some squirrels. Since I’ve been at Joe’s home, I
have become interested in folks, and especially in little
girls. How pretty Jennie is! Wonder how her home
looks. Um only afraid there will be some great ugly cat
or dog there, to make me tremble for my life. But what
would I care for cat or dog, only let me get on a tree
like that great hickory yonder?” (He was peeping out
of a very little hole in the apron now.) ‘A cat may be
a spry climber, but she’d make a clumsy race over the
swinging boughs, with a squirrel to lead the way. Aha,
Dame Buzz! There you are, with your noisy brood,” as
he heard a flock of quails rise, and fly away from behind
the roadside-wall. Bunn had never heard quails called



any thing but “buzzes” among squirrels,—a name given

them on account of the noise they make in flying.
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. t

“Aha! I know you, although I can’t see you just this
minute. JI know where you live; and I know how you teach
your young ones to skulk and scud through the grass and
bushes, when you think some danger is about. Don’t you
all look foolish enough, with your heads close to the ground,
and your necks stretched out a mile? Oh!” (peeping out)
‘it’s good to be out of doors. I can’t think of never living
like a squirrel again, even to be with Jennie. If she only
wouldn’t think she had lost me, now, and cry, I would jump
out of this, and run on ahead of her; and, when she got
home, there I would be sitting up on the gate-post. I won-
der if Whisker” —

Bunn didn’t finish what he was going to say; for Jennie
had got home with him.

“Now for it!” he thought, alive with curiosity as to what
he should see, and what would happen to him, in his new
home. Jennie opened and shut the door hastily, and ran
straight to her mother. ‘Marmie, marmie! see what Joe
gave me; and he’s just as tame!”

Marmie gave a little start, as, out of Jennie’s apron, there
popped up a bright-eyed squirrel’s head, as though there
had been a steel-spring under it. But she had no time to
remark upon it; for there was another spectator of the scene,
whose interest in Bunn was of such a nature as to occupy
8 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

the attention of both Marmie and Jennie, and of Bunn too,
who had, now left Jennie’s protection before discovering
his foe. You may be sure Bunn’s first terror, in his new
home, had beset him. His foreboding of a great ugly cat
seemed terribly fulfilled; for there, on the cushion of the
rocking-chair, with wickedly-waving tail, and glaring green
eyes, stood, ready to spring upon him, the hugest monster,
in the form of a cat, that Bunn had ever seen. Brownie, an
innocent and good-natured old plaything and pet, in Jen-
nie’s eyes, was to Bunn a very tiger, with jaws yawning to
devour him. And Bunn had no tree to run up, where, from
some small branch wholly beyond Brownie’s reach, he could
sit and laugh at his pursuer. No: it was close quarters.
An instant’s delay, and he might be hanging, bleeding, from
the cat’s jaws. He saw that safety depended on his own
efforts now ; and, with a wild spring, he bounded upon the
flower-stand by the window. This was not out of Brown-
ie’s reach. Bunn knew that; and, though his strength
seemed to have forsaken him under the cat’s evil magnet-
ism, he instantly made another leap, just in time to elude
the unsheathed claws that reached out for him, and caught
by the curtain-tassel. Brownie was now upon the flower-
stand, also, directly under his trembling victim; and the
cord was untying, and letting Bunn down, and he could
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 9

not gather strength to leap again. All this had happened
in so short a time, that Jennie had been too much surprised
to interfere. But, fortunately for poor, quivering Bunn, just
as he was actually falling into his mouth, Marmie’s hand
was laid upon Brownie; and with, “Oh, you naughty,
naughty Brownie!” she cuffed his ears, and put him out
of the room. Then Bunn sprang to the top of the window-
casing; and no amount of coaxing could get him down for
the space of half an hour. He dared not trust himself any
nearer the floor until he heard Jennie say, “There goes
Brownie to the barn. I shall have to whip him, if he ever
offers to touch Bunn again. Poor Bunny! poor Bunny! How
frightened he is!”

At that, Bunn left his perch, and snuggled himself down
on Jennie’s shoulder, close to her neck, and thanked his
fortune that he had escaped this terrible danger.

Brownie, meanwhile, had been sitting on the doorstep,
grumbling away to himself at his abrupt dismissal.

“This is a pretty way to treat a cat when he is doing his
duty. What’s the mighty difference, I wonder, between a
squirrel and a mouse, except his humbug of a tail, that
looks big enough for a hearty dinner, and doesn’t amount
to half a mouthful? Squirrels are very nice to eat, though.
How it made my mouth water! Tl go and catch a mouse.
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pat my _ back,
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scarum boys in the house, to infect him with their wild
spirits; partly because Jennie was on the watch to keep
him out of mischief. Jennie did not go to school that win-
ter, the weather was so rough, and the schoolhouse a long
way off; and she would have been quite lonesome without
her little family of pets. A very happy family they soon
came to be. Brownie would le on his cushion, and sleepily
watch Bunn’s capers; and, when he came near, would often »
give his head a roguish twist, or playfully put out a paw;
and Bunn, though he generally kept out of reach, would
laugh and chatter at him by the hour together. Still he
never grew so confidential with him as with the pretty yel-
low canary, that hung in a cage before the south window.
He was always so sorry for her! for Bunn never could for-
get those days when he had been shut up in a cage, nor
how he had ached to get out; but he only showed his sym-
pathy by chattering, and playing his pranks, to amuse her,
and keep up her spirits. He was a source of entertainment
to birdie; and time never hung heavily on her hands (no,
no, Imust say “feet” or“ bill:” canaries don’t have hands), —
time never hung heavily on her bill when Bunn was dart-
ing about the room, winking his bright eyes, and making
funny remarks about every thing that went on in the
house. And yet it made her long to get out: the cage
seemed smaller than ever.
12 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

“Qh, dear!” she plaintively chirped, one day, when they
were left alone.

“ What’s the matter now, little yellow-wings?” said Bunn,
from the top of the door.

“Well, how would you like it yourself,” piped Canary,
“to be cooped up in a tiresome old cage, with only a ring
to swing in, and one dish not half big enough to take your
bath in, pecking at the same lump of sugar for a week ata
time? I’m sick of sugar; and I hate that silly ring, up there.
Didn’t you hear Jennie reading about the country where
canaries fly free in the woods? I just wish I could get out
in the woods, and get my own living.”

“But you're not in that country, Canary; and you know
you never could get there alone,” said Bunn. “Little you
know what it is for a birdie like you to get her own living
in the woods here. Besides, what’s a cage? I lived in a
cage once myself.”

“You did?” said Canary. ‘How did you ever get out?”

‘“Gnawed myself out,” said Bunn. }

“QO Bunn! gnaw me out, please,” cried Canary, in eager
entreaty.

‘Bless you, dear, I should break every tooth in my head.
a little dark box, with a



Mine was only a wooden cage,
few holes in one side; and it stood in a dismal, cold wood-
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 13

house. Now, if I had a handsome wire-cage right in a
sunny window, good company, and every thing nice ” —

Bunn stopped here. He was not quite satisfied of the
honesty of this manner of going on. He knew he shouldn’t
like a cage under any circumstances. A new thought
struck him.

“Canary, do you want me to tell you a story ?”

“Yes, yes! please do,” twittered Canary.

“Well,” said Bunn, “once on a time” (squirrels begin sto-
ries in this way, as well as other folks, you see), — “ once on
a time, there was a canary that flew away from just as good
a mistress as you have; and she had a queer and a hard
and a scary old time of it, I tell you. First she was ogled
by a toad, who sat tipping his head down to the ground,
and back again, like a tip-cart, and swallowing a worm or a
bug every time he tipped. And when Canary asked, very
innocently, how he did it to swallow them so quick, ‘Get
out of my way,’ says the toad, ‘or Pll swallow you.’”

“Oh, oh!” said Bunn’s listener, “ how hateful!”

“Then, when it began to grow dark, Canary heard a dread-
ful sound in the air; and a big owl, with eyes that burned
like two lanterns, and great loose, flapping wings, half
seared the life out of her by calling out in a hoarse voice,
‘Halloo, Canary! What business have you out here ?’
14 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

«Sir, said Canary, ‘I wanted to be free as well as the
rest of you.’

“ ruffian; and, with one sweep of his heavy wing, he knocked
poor Canary senseless.

“She lay on the ground all night; and when she came
to, in the morning, the brightest and longest feather of her
tail was gone. The old owl had plucked it out. But this
wasn’t the end of the poor runaway’s trouble.

“She accosted what appeared to be two beautiful butter-
flies; and in an instant they grew to be great hawks, who
flew upon her, and would have torn her mb from limb, had
not two king-birds flown along just then, and, pouncing
upon the hawks, driven them off.

“But, when the king-birds found what a beautiful bird
they had rescued, they both fell in love with her, and fought
each other, from very jealousy, till one was dead. Then
Canary had to marry the other; and she led a miserable life
with him, I tell you. He turned out a regular old tyrant of
a husband; and she was dreadfully disappointed in her
young ones. They were neither so brave as king-birds, nor
so beautiful as canaries, but the homeliest little drab and
brown birds you ever saw; and, as for singing, why, they
hadn’t the throats for it. And what do you suppose folks
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 15

call them? They’re sparrows; and that’s where all the
sparrows came from. There! that’s what happens to cana-
ries when they run away.”

With this, Bunn turned to Canary with an air of warn-
ing; but, upon seeing how much affected she already was,
how she leaped about, and fluttered her wings in a purpose-
less sort of way, his kind heart misgave him; and he at
once set himself about calming her from her tremor.

“But you are not going to fly away, Canary: so no toad
will threaten to swallow you, and no owl will knock you
down, and steal your prettiest tail-feather; and,—and noth-
ing of that dreadful sort will happen to you, you know, my
pretty singer.”

Canary had, indeed, resolved that she would not fly away
from Jennie; but how comforting and re-assuring it was to
her heart to hear Bunn say that nothing of that dreadful
sort would happen to her, and to be called “my pretty
singer.” It was very friendly in Bunn; and it was nice,
after all, she remarked to him next morning, to be in
Jennie’s home, wasn’t it ?

Bunn replied, it was, with great emphasis.

“And I’m glad you are here, Bunn,” Canary added shyly.

“Ah!” says Bunn, endeavoring to conceal his pleasure,
“it is very good in you to say so.”
16 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

From that time it was a never-ending surprise to the
family, who knew nothing of this passage between them, to
see how much Bunn frequented the vicinity of Canary’s
cage, and how little troubled Canary seemed even when
Bunn came with a jump from the top of the secretary, near
by, down on to the very cage itself, and went through more
antics on the outside than Canary had ever thought of inside
her domicil. «

Bunn, you see, was happy. Jennie Darling was a dar-
ling indeed to him, as he knew he was to her. His life
was a bright one; and he knew how to make it cheerful for
his friend, “the pretty singer.”

So the winter sped away, and spring approached. Bunn
did get into mischief occasionally, in spite of his good reso-
lutions, and his desire to do only what would please Jennie.

For instance: Jennie’s Uncle Hiram came to see them
one day; and, as he sat eating an apple, between bites he
let his hand, holding it, drop by his side. Bunn took up
his position on one of the lower rounds of the chair; and,
the next time the half-eaten apple came down in his vicin-
ity, he snatched it with both teeth and claws; and, having
secured it, bounded out of reach, to the top of the window-

casing, upsetting, on his way, a watering-pot half filled with

water, which stood on the flower-stand. The affair was so
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 17

cunningly conducted, that Bunn was even suspected of
upsetting the watering-pot “on purpose,” that he might
divert attention from himself, and eat the apple while the
water was being sopped up. And he was, indeed, so comi-
cal, sitting up there, finishing what Uncle Hiram had begun,

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that, instead of scolding him, they could only laugh till
their sides ached at the sight.

Uncle Hiram had come to take Jennie home with him
fora visit; and, when they were all ready to start, behold!
one of his mittens was missing. There was searching high
and low; but nobody could find it till Jennie, going to the

2
18 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

basket where Bunn always slept, to bid him good-by, there
it was, very strangely puffed out for an empty mitten; yes,
and very active, too, for a mitten without a hand in it.

“Why, why!” cries Jennie, stepping back as Bunn
thrusts his head out at the wrist. “Here it is! Just see
him! just see him!”

They gather around the basket, and again they are con-
vulsed with laughter to see Bunn’s quirks and motions
inside the mitten. The rogue had found it somewhere,
and evidently thought he would try it on; and, as his hands
were not big enough to fill it, he got into it all over. He
was soon emptied out without much ceremony, however.
Uncle Hiram enjoyed Bunn’s trick, but could hardly think
of leaving his mitten with him.

Thoughts of the woods came back to Bunn with these
spring days, especially after Jennie went away; and, in
spite of every thing so pleasant about him, he was filled
with vague longings for the trees and squirrel-companions.
He thought of his sisters in the old butternut, and the time
seemed very long since he left them. He wondered if his
father and mother would know him, and whether Whisker
wouldn’t be kinder to him now if he should return, after so
long an absence. He loved Jennie, oh, yes! and he didn’t
like to think of leaving her and the canary. No; and he
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 19

wouldn’t need to altogether. He could come and see them
as often as he chose. But he did want to see how it would
seem to be at home again. He was afraid he had already
been gone so long, that, if he went back, he shouldn’t find
them living in the old nest; and how should he find them
if they were not?

You see what the state of little Bunn’s feelings was at
this time, and you will, therefore, sympathize with him in
the next event of his life; for now something happened to
Bunn which he never forgot. It was not a return to his
home in the woods. No: he made a journey, but it was
not to the woods. His adventures during the next few
days formed a very interesting part of the story he after-
wards told of the time when he lived among boys and girls;
but, at the time, it was a very painful experience to him.

At first the house seemed desolate without Jennie; but
there came on some mild, lovely April weather, all at once.
The south window was opened, and Canary’s cage hung out-
side; and Bunn was so lively, and frisked about so among
the honeysuckle and sweetbrier twigs, telling her every
thing that went on about the yard, and was in such frolic-
spirits from morning to night, that Canary thought she had
never had such good times in her life. ;

On one of these bright mornings a tin-peddler’s cart
20 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

stopped at the gate; and Mrs. Darling and the maid went
out to see his wares. They wanted a new wash-boiler ;
and, as the man opened them, and flourished the shiny cov-
ers about in the sunshine, Bunn’s curiosity was awakened.

“T wonder what’s going on out there,” he said to Canary.
“ There’ sa big eart with the funniest lot of stuff on it. Pm
going to see.’



“Come back quick, and tell me,” twittered Canary, stand-
ing on one foot, and longing with all her heart to go too.

“Tn just a minute,” promised Bunn, as he whisked round
the corner of the house, down the yard, and, before any-
body saw him, was playing hide-and-seek among the tubs
and pails and brooms on the top of the cart.

“Tsn’t this a jolly place? What fun it would be to ride
off on the top of a broom, this fine morning, and see the
BUNN’S ADVENTURES. 21

country! If I wasn’t afraid of being carried to some
strange place where I couldn’t find my way back — There
they are, coming round this side. If Marmie sees me,
she will just grab me, and laugh, and put me in her
apron. Tl hide, and maybe go a little ways, and jump
off, and run home when I get ready.” So over he went
across the driver’s seat; and, seeing one of the boilers
still uncovered, he dropped into it.

But, alas! once in, it was not so easy a matter to climb
the slippery sides, and get out. Though he clawed with all
his little might, it was in vain.

The bargaining over, Mrs. Darling and the girl went into
the house. The peddler came round, clapped on the cover,
remounted his load, and drove away, little dreaming of the
unwilling passenger he was taking along.

“Oh, I must get out! I must get out!” thought Bunn;
and, in desperation, he applied teeth and claws to the hard
and slippery sides of his new prison. It was all in vain.
He would never be able to gnaw out of this trap. He
thought of his basket at home, filled with soft, warm cot-
ton; of the sunny south window, with its honeysuckle-
vines, where Canary was waiting his return, till his heart
ached with grief as much. as his bones did with weariness.

Every time the cart stopped, he listened eagerly, hoping
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that, in some way, his prison would be opened, yet fearing
lest discovery should bring some new peril.

Oh, how heavy poor Bunn’s heart became, when hour
after hour passed wearily on, and he seemed no nearer to
release than at first ! |

Now rumbling on over rough roads, when the motion of
the cart threw him first to one side, and then to the other,
of his wearisome prison; now stopping at some house to
trade, and Bunn would hear voices talking about the va-
rious wares, as they were rattled about by the peddler in
his search for the thing wanted; sometimes at the farther
end of the cart; sometimes so close to him, that he was
sure the next thing opened must be the boiler. He dared
make no noise. If he did, the peddler, knowing he was
there, might not take off the cover until he had got some
other sort of a cage to put him in. No: he must wait
until some one wanted a boiler, —¢his boiler; and it should
be opened without knowing he was there. Then he could
leap out. (Ah! but he had tried that before the cover was
put on. Bunn had forgotten that.)

But as house after house was visited, and still the wagon,
with all its rattling contents, moved on without his having
one opportunity for escape, despair settled down upon
Bunn’s spirit. The approach of hunger presented to his
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mind the fate of being kept there until he was dead with
starvation. At the thought of Jennie, and the canary, and
even of great Brownie, whom he had quite ceased to fear,
and the home he had left, where his condition was so en-
viable compared with this, Bunn completely broke down.
You might not have seen any tears; but, as squirrels can
ery, he cried. Anguish filled his breast, and must burst
forth in sobs and bitter lament. ‘How much better,” he
thought, “to live with Jennie always, and never have a real
squirrel’s life in the woods, than to be taken away from
both Jennie and the woods in this way!” How ruefully
he thought of his foolishness in frolicking about the ped-
dler’s cart!

At last the weary day was over. The cart rumbled over
something that was not the road. Bunn believed they had
stopped for the night at some farm-house, and driven into
the barn. He soon became certain of it, as he heard the
sounds of unharnessing, and the peddler’s directions about
feeding the horse. —

“But, after all, what better was it?” Bunn thought.
There was nothing for him but to lie there in his cold, hard
prison all night, and all the next day, for aught he knew.
He was very hungry, but still more tired than hungry ; and,
uncomfortable as his bed was, he soon fell asleep. In
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his sleep he dreamed that he was at home again, playing
with his little sisters about the old butternut, and frolicking
through the woods. And they found a pile of beautiful
plump chestnuts; and, just as Bunn was going to pick one
up, Whisker pounced on him, and cuffed his ears, and bit
him so hard that he cried out with pain. And Bunn ran
and ran; and, as he ran, Whisker changed into an enor-
mous black dog howling after him.

But now observe how Whisker, or, rather, Bunn’s dream of
Whisker, distressing as it was, proved to be the greatest
boon he could have asked.

Bunn’s deliverance was at hand, and all because of Whis-
ker’s cruelty; that is, his cruelty in the dream, which was
really only a little worse than Bunn had often suffered from
him when they lived together in the butternut.

Bunn cried out in his dream, very loudly, “Scree, scree,
scree, scree-e-e!” that was to say to Whisker, “Don’t,
don’t, don’t! Oh, don’t!” and suddenly waked up to hear a
great confusion of sounds,—among the rest the barking
of the house-dog, which, probably, made him dream of



Whisker’s change to a frightful dog.

Bunn would never have dared to make that noise, had he
been awake; for he would then have known that it was
already morning, and that the peddler was at that moment
sorting over his goods on the other side of his cart.
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The first thing that Bunn fairly realized was hearing the
peddler exclaim, “ What in thunder!” and then he heard
him coming round to where he was in the boiler. Bunn
knew then what he had done. He had betrayed himself by
the outcry he had made while asleep. He knew that at
last the cover would be raised, and he must escape now, if
ever. He gathered his energies for a spring. The cover
was lifted; but the boiler was just as tall, and just as slip-
pery as ever, and fasting had not added to his strength.

“Oh, what a fool I am!” he said to himself, as he fell
back. “I have tried that before.”

But, as great good-luck would have it, the peddler, not
being able to see down into the boiler from where he stood,
instead of getting up on the wheel to look in, put his hand
up, Saying, “ Wal, here’s something to pay, | swow!” and
tipped the boiler down. This gave Bunn the opportunity
he needed, and he used it promptly. In a flash he was out.
Hurrah! On to the peddier’s own head first; then on to
the beam over the mow. Bunn asked odds of no one now.
He was at liberty to use a squirrel’s devices again. He
would defy peddler, cat, or dog, now. It would be easy to
leave the barn, even if there wasn’t sufficient chance to
elude them inside. Ue sat up on the beam, looking his
sauciest at the man below, as much as to say, “Catch me in
any of your old traps again, and it will be after to-day.”
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‘Wal, to be sure,” drawls the peddler, looking at the
squirrel with astonishment. “Where in the old Harry
did I pick yeou up? Got a free ride, anyhow, didn’t ye?”
(“ Yes: and no thanks either,” chattered Bunn.) “Wal,
tew be sure! I hain’t opened that ’ere biler sence yes’day
mornin’. Guess the little scamp’s some hungry !”

Bunn was indeed “some hungry.” In fact, hunger was
no word for what Bunn felt in his famished condition.
When the excitement of escape had passed, as it did
quickly, when the red wagon with its glittering tins had
rattled off, and all was still again, he was all but frantic for
something to eat. Running around the timbers till he came
to the cobwebbed window, he had a good view of the door-
yard and the house.

“Qh, dear!” he sighed. ‘How far away from Jennie’s
home this must be! I shall never see her again, I suppose.
How kind she always was to me! What amItodo? Oh,
dear! I must have something to eat! Everybody has hens.
They are standing round, down there, waiting for corn, I
suppose.”

The thought hadn’t crossed Bunn’s mind, to do a thing so
bold; but a minute later, when a maid came out of the
house, and he saw her feeding the biddies, and heard the
sound of the grain as it was scattered on the ground, all
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sense of prudence and caution forsook him; and, scarce
waiting for the maid to re-enter the house, he left his place
by the window, scampered round the beams, to the ladder
which leaned against the hay-mow, down one side of that
to the floor, and, in half the time it takes to tell it, he was
in the midst of the flock.

O Bunn, you will rue it! Bunn cared nought for the indig-
nation of the hens, nor the croaking cry of the rooster. He
was conscious only of hunger; and corn he was going to
have, hens or no hens. But, alas! while his checks were
yet but half-filled with the yellow kernels, a character
appeared upon the scene which no degree of hunger could
make him indifferent to. It was a dog, which, in size and
blackness, was quite as terrible as the one Whisker had
turned into, in his dream. So suddenly had this dog burst
out on him, that his great shadow on the ground beside
him was Bunn’s first intimation of danger. The next mo-
ment he was actually in the dog’s jaws, and being shaken
in a way that threatened the speedy extinction of his event-
ful life. But what does he hear? Can it be that any one
here will care to save the life of a little squirrel ?

“Uncle Hiram! Uncle Hiram!” in a terrified scream.
“Come, oh, come quick!”

His Jennie Darling’s own voice! But, before Uncle Hiram °
28 BUNN’S ADVENTURES.

can come, Jennie’s vigorous little hand itself comes down
sharply on Rover's head.

“Let go! Put him down! Naughty Rover!”

And Rover, diverted an instant by her cries, and amazed
to find himself scolded when he thought he was doing no
more than a dog’s duty, dropped his victim in a heap on
the ground. Bunn righted himself in a twinkling, and
leaped not back to the barn, but, to Jennie’s surprise,
straight into her arms; where, bruised and trembling in
every limb, he cuddled down safe, and so happy!

As for Jennie, she just covered him up with her apron,
and dropped down on the ground, crying and trembling too.
There Uncle Hiram found them, and gathered up the weep-
ing little armful, and bore it into the house to be soothed
and comforted by Aunt Mary. This didn’t occupy her long;
as Jennie at once forgot her grief, and squirrel’s, in caring
for his wounds, which were slight, and fairly cramming him
with the nicest of butternut-meats and gingerbread.

Jennie declared it was her own little Bunn; and though
nobody could understand how Jennie’s pet squirrel could
have found his way to Uncle Hiram’s, and though she
couldn’t say as he looked in any wise different from other
squirrels, still, when they saw how perfectly at home he
was with her, they concluded she must be right. And so it
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proved, when, two days afterwards, Jennie returned with
Bunn to Marmie and the canary. But the mystery of his
appearance at Uncle Hiram’s was not explained till three
months later, when the peddler, coming round again, told
what he knew about Bunn.

What a happy ride Bunn had in the old chaise, over the
same road he had travelled three days before, —a pining
prisoner in the tin-boiler! And what a joyful meeting it
was to them all! Marmie had mourned Bunn as lost both
for herself and for Jennie, to whom she thought his disap-
pearance would be a sad piece of news.

And the canary, —well, she told Bunn that night, before
the cloth was spread over her cage, something from which
he guessed how sad a bird she had been during his absence,
and how glad she was at his return.

The next few weeks saw nothing but unalloyed happiness
for Jennie and Bunn and Canary. Bunn was perfectly con-
tent to settle down with them, —rogueing it a little, of
course, but committing no serious misdemeanor, and doing
much to make it interesting for Canary.

We have not finished Bunn’s story, as we expected to do
in this book. Something is still left untold of Bunn and
Canary, and much of Whisker too. But in one more book
you will know it all.


































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Now let us return to the morning when Bunn disap-
peared from the nest in the butternut,—that white and
blue morning after the first snow-fall of the winter; white
below, as only snow is white; blue above, as only sky is
blue.

Oh, what a sight! Five squirrels all sitting about the
foot of a tree! And the mound is so white you can see
their every motion.

The two largest sit up together on a dead limb which has
fallen from the tree. The other three are gathered about
them. One of them steps about impatiently, now as
though ready to spring up the tree, and a moment after as
if he wanted to be off across the snow, but waited for some-
thing. I should say the other two were afraid of this one;
for, when he comes near, they drop their heads, make a lit-
tle chattering, and shy off, as if expecting to be bitten.

Ah, Whisker! I have told some little folks about you
and your lordly ways before, and they know you.

oO
6 SQUIRREL WOOING.

Yes, this is the very morning when Whisker sent Bunn
up, long before it was light, to see if the moon had risen.
Not that’he cared whether it had, or not, only he de-
lighted to make Bunn uncomfortable.

As you well know, Bunn did not come back. And the
old squirrels have called their children to breakfast, and
Bunn is not there.

“Where is Bunn?” asks the father squirrel.

“Where is Bunn?” inquires the mother at the same
instant.

“Sure enough!” says Whisker, as though he were as
much surprised as any of them.

Teena looks at Fara, and then both look at Whisker.

The father sees the look.

“Who came down from the nest last?” he inquires.

“T did,” replies Fara. ‘Bunn wasn’t there then.”

“Who came down first?”

“T did,” says Whisker; “and I’ve been up so long, I’m
hungry. Why can’t I have some acorns? Bunn will be
round by and by.”

But Whisker’s father did not heed his impatience.

“ Whisker, was Bunn in the nest at all last night?”

Whisker, sulking, “I s’pose so.”

“Yes, he was,” says Teena; ‘for, after we went to
SQUIRREL WOOING. 7

Ibed, he told me a story about a snake that tried to swallow
& toad.”

‘Whisker, do you know when he left the nest ?”

Whisker casts a glance around, sees a look in Teena’s face
by which he knows that she was awake when he routed
Bunn out, and will tell if he does not, and answers, “I sent
him out to see if the moon was up; and he run off some-
where, I s’pose. I didn’t tell him not to come back to
bed again.”

Mother and Fara look anxious at hearing this; and the
father says, —

“Son Whisker, I fear no good will come to you for the
unhappy life you are leading Bunn.”

Whisker, putting on an air of unconcern, makes no reply
to this.

“Teena, you may fetch out the breakfast.”

Teena obeyed, bringing nuts of various kinds from a hole
in the ground close by. And they ate in silence.

The moment it was over, as lonesome as she felt for Bunn,
Fara couldn’t refrain from asking Teena what happened to
the snake that tried to swallow a toad; for she was asleep
when the story was told.

“Why,” said Teena, “it was a growing toad. Bunn says
some toads grow ever so slow, and never get larger than a
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walnut; while others grow ever so fast, and get to be big-
ger than two of our heads put together. This toad was of
the big sort; and, when the snake swallowed him, he had
just eaten an enormous meal of worms and bugs, and so
grew faster than ever. The snake could get him no farther
than his throat, the best he could do; and, when he found
the toad growing at such a rate, he would have been glad
to throw him out of his mouth altogether. But this he
couldn’t do.

“So the toad staid right there, and grew and grew and
grew, till the snake’s skin burst open, and he hopped away.
So the toad killed the snake, after all.”

“A great story to tell!” said Whisker. ‘ Wonder where
he picked that: up.”

Whisker troubled himself but little about Bunn until he
had been over to his friend Bushy’s; and Bushy had seen
nothing of him. And dinner-time came, and still no tidings
had been received at the butternut. Then Whisker became
uneasy. He recalled the cruelties he had heaped upon
Bunn, and said to himself, “Suppose he should never come
back?” He thought of how patient Bunn had been under
it all; and his heart smote him.

He did not tell his sisters this. His pride would not allow
him to say he was sorry to them.
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Night came; and Whisker pretended to sleep while
Teena and Fara lay sobbing with grief: but the truth
was, he hardly slept a wink. Morning came at last. Whis-
ker had thought it would never come. Another day went
by. They had searched far and wide, and inquired of every
live thing in the woods; but neither the little red-squir-
rels, the rabbits, the robins, nor the cat-birds, could give
them any news of missing Bunn.

But, the next morning, a brown thrush lit upon the but-
ternut, and told Teena to go to an old white rabbit who
lived in the alder-thicket near by, and she would hear
something about her lost brother.

Teena went, and came back with the sad tidings, that the
white rabbit had seen a squirrel answering to the descrip-
tion of Bunn run right into a trap, and heard the cover
slam down over him.

She didn’t stay to see what became of him, as she was in
a hurry just then to get home to her babies. She was very
sorry ; and she added, with some severity, she thought no
little squirrel would have been out alone at that time in
the morning, if he had anybody to care for him. The others
were too full of their grief to notice how Whisker hung his
head at this.

From this time they sadly gave up Bunn for lost. Whis-
10 SQUIRREL WOOING.

ker did feel badly for many days. Teena and Fara noticed,
that, for a while, he was less rude to them than formerly.
Soon, however, this wore off; and Whisker was the same



as before, —a great favorite with the bullies among squir-
rels; but with the smaller and weaker ones he was a tyrant,
who gave them no peace.

You will not, of course, understand by this, that he made
himself hateful to the girl-squirrels. Oh, no! He was
very kind to them, — that is, to all except his own sisters ;
and the fear-nought, swaggering way in which he carried
himself made him quite a hero among them. And then he
was handsome and strong: there was no denying that. He
knew it himself as well as any one; and he used his good
looks to captivate the girls, while his strength was devoted
to tormenting the smaller boys.

But Whisker’s turn to suffer came at last, as, of course,
it would to one who had so recklessly inflicted pain upon
others.

One day —it was about the time when Bunn was carried



off in the tin-peddler’s cart, | think—a man came striding

through the woods with a dog by his side, and a bag hang-
ing in front of him, slung by a strap which passed over his
shoulder. He carried something in his hand, which made

Whisker very curious, —a stick, long and slender, except at
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one end, where it bent off a little, and flattened out; but,
unlike any stick which grew in the woods, it was black and
- Shining.

What could this man want, Whisker wondered. Had
12 SQUIRREL WOOING.

he lost something? Or why did he look this way and that
so sharply as he strode through the underbrush ?

Teena, whose sport with Fara he had just rudely inter-
rupted, was near, and besought Whisker to come away ;
for the appearance of this man, with that mysterious thing
in his hand, filled her with a terror she could not explain.

But Whisker, unheeding, leaped from tree to tree, to keep
up, as the man and dog passed along, until the dog, seeing
him, barked.

Then the man stopped, and looked up at Whisker.

At this, Teena was more than ever frightened, and called
again to Whisker to come away.

“Shut up, you silly thing!” said Whisker. “Pm going
to see what he does with that shiny stick. Oh, just look!
He’s holding it up for me to see, pointing it right this
way!”

Teena could say no more; for (as she told the story after-
ward) a little cloud burst out of the end of the stick just
then, and thunder and lightning came out of the cloud.
And poor Whisker gave a cry, and dropped down into the
fork of the tree.

What saved Whisker from another flash of lightning she
did not know; but the cruel man turned then, and walked
away, calling his dog.


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You will know—what the young squirrels found out



afterward from their parents — that this man was a hunter,
and the thing he carried in his hand wasa gun. The reason
why he didn’t discharge it at Whisker again was, that, see-
ing Fara bounding off in her fright the moment after he
had shot, he supposed it was Whisker, and that, therefore,
he had not hit him. So he gave him up, knowing, that,
after frightening him so, it would be long before he should
get near enough for another shot.

Whisker had already paid dearly for his daring, however.
He was not dead, but in dreadful pain; and his right fore-
leg hung useless by his side.

Where now had fled the haughty Whisker’s valor?
Bleeding and faint, keeping himself from falling to the
ground only by the greatest effort, what a picture of
helplessness! The hero whom nothing could daunt, will
he scorn now the kind attentions of his sisters ?

Ah, no! In piteous tones he tells them how badly he is
hurt. And they, as though he had always been to them the
kindest brother in the world, keep along by his side as he
limps home; and tears fill their eyes to witness the pain
the journey costs him.

Arrived at home, he becomes the centre of affectionate
attention from them all. His father knows of a plant
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which helps wounds to heal, and gets it for him. Teena
and Fara run hither and thither to bring the softest moss
for his bed, and the choicest nuts for him to eat. His
mother places the broken bones in position to heal, binds
up his wounds; and they all take turns in sitting by hin,
and telling him stories. Nobody seems to remember his
sharp words, or his rude ways. They only think how they
may comfort and amuse hin.

Whisker was not sick very long. He was so strong and
healthy, that the limb soon healed.

But the time was long enough for Whisker to do a good
deal of thinking. It would have been strange indeed, if
all their kindness had not softened his heart. Hitherto he
had seemed to think very little of anybody but himself.
Now he began to notice how pretty and graceful and enter-
taining his sisters were.

“J declare, Teena’s a regular beauty!” he said to himself
one day, as her handsome, feathery tail disappeared over
the top of the hole. “What patient, good-natured sisters
they are too! —sitting here in this poky old place (/’m
awful tired of it), chattering and telling me stories, when
the sun shines, and all the squirrels are out at play. And
what an old owl I’ve been to them! Poor Bunn too! I
wonder ” —
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Whisker hadn’t time to finish wondering; for just then
Fara’s nose popped in between him and the light; then
Teena’s; and they both sprang down beside him.

Whisker spoke right out then, —

“T tell you what ’tis, little sisters, you are the jolliest
pair of nurses a good-for-nothing fellow ever had; and I
deserve to have all my legs broken, if ever I’m cross to
you again.”

This was a great confession for Whisker to make. His
sisters were touched by it.

Fara said nothing, but rubbed her nose lovingly over
his fur to smooth it down for him; while Teena, who had
too much tact to receive it as a confession, only gave a
playful nip at his ear as she said, ‘“ We'll have a jolly
brother again pretty soon. What do you think? Mother
says you may go up and sit a little while on the big limb
to-day: it is such a nice day! And [ve told Tricksy and
Flit, and they are both coming. Flit has inquired about
you every other thing. Such fun as we'll have!”

After this, Whisker went out every sunny day, and soon
got well. He was a different squirrel, though, in many
ways. He was always gentle with his sisters now; and
among his smaller companions he soon came to be looked
upon as a protector, instead of a tyrant.
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He thought of Bunn a great deal; and, as you will see,
he was soon to learn something about him.

One day he was sitting on a tree-branch just above the
orchard wall, when he saw Joe coming up the hill with a
eirl beside him. Such a pretty girl, in a jaunty hat and
bright frock, all ruffles and ribbons!

‘‘Who can that be?” thought Whisker.

There was nobody to answer his question. But it was
Joe’s Cousin Nettie from Boston; and he was taking her
up to the seat in the crooked apple-tree.

As they came near, Whisker heard Joe talking very fast ;
and Nettie was laughing in great merriment.

“Yes,” he said, “sure as you live, he lit right in the
middle of the. sausage-platter. You never saw any thing
cut up as that squirrel did.”

Squirrel!”

Whisker pricked up his ears.

«What became of him?” asked the girl eagerly. “Oh, I
wish you had him now!”

“T gave him to Jennie Darling. She’s got him now. She
likes Bunn first-rate. So did I. He was an awful plague,
though. Stole my shagbarks, and did mischief lke’ —
“Like the old Harry,” Joe was going to say; but it didn’t
seem just the thing to say to Cousin Nettie. And it wasn’t
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necessary to finish the sentence ; for Nettie asked who Jen-
nie Darling was, and where she lived.

“ Right over the hill,” Joe said.

“Tet’s go and see her this afternoon. You run down to
the house and ask mamma, while I sit here in the tree.
Isn’t it a splendid seat? And bring my parasol, please,”
she called after him as he ran down the hill. Joe wasn’t
used to being ordered around in this way by little girls; but
he seemed to rather like it.

Not a word of this had been lost on Whisker as he sat
on a projecting stone just over the other side of the wall,
and very near the top.

“Ah!” he mused. “A pet squirrel! What if it should
be our Bunn? I'll bet ’twas Joe’s trap the white rab-
bit saw.”

Whisker had formed his plans by the time Joe had
returned with the parasol and a little gray sack mamma
had sent, with a charge to be home early. And if it was a
squirrel merely, which they were going to see, why, there
was one just behind them all the way; though, to be sure,
they would need to have had their eyes “peeled” to have
seen him, for he did not expose himself to view unneces-
sarily. It was only where the wall was broken by a gap,
or where, for a short distance, he had a fence only to hide
him, that he came in sight.
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Tom had come too, when he found where Joe and Nettie
were going: so here were two boys, a girl, and a squirrel,
on their way to see Bunn and Jennie Darling.

Whisker kept near enough to make good use of his ears ;
and he gathered, from what he heard, that to be Jennie’s
captive wasn’t so bad as some things he knew of, — being
shot in the leg, for instance. “ Fussing with him all the
time.” “Thinks more of him than she does of her eyes.”
“You'd s’pose there wa’n’t but one squirrel in the world,
and never’s goin’ to be another.”

Such were some of the words Whisker caught from
Joe and Tom; and he thought, if they meant any thing,
they meant that Bunn hadn’t been so very unhappy a
squirrel, after all. It made him lighter of heart than he
had been before for many a day.

And now I must explain to you how it was, that,
when they arrived at Jennie’s, no Bunn was there to be
seen.

As I have told you before, for several weeks after Bunn
returned with Jennie from his painful journey in the tin-
peddler’s cart, he thought he should never care to run
away again.

He was quite content to spend his days in frolicking
about Jennie as she sat reading or sewing by the window,
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and in chattering all sorts of nonsense to Canary, over Jen-
nie’s head. Jennie did not restrict his freedom at all. He
could go out when he pleased, and stay as long as he liked.
The hens and the pigs were not so interesting as Jennie
and the Canary, however; and for some time he staid but
little away from them.

But one day Bunn was gone nearly all the afternoon.
Canary hopped about and chirped disconsolately. Even
Jennie missed Bunn’s companionship, and grew lonesome
for him. At last he sprang in through the open window,
frisked around, and settled down as usual on Jennie’s
shoulder.

But from this time Canary could see that Bunn did not
appear the same, even when he was in the house; and that
was not nearly so much as formerly.

Canary thought it over, and wondered most. But Jennie,
too, was curious as to how Bunn amused himself when away.

Canary made no inquiries of Bunn, however, but bore her
loneliness in silence.

It wasn’t long before Bunn would go off very soon after
breakfast, and no more would be seen of him till late in
the afternoon ; and, when he came in, he would often sit for
a long time silent and thoughtful. What in the world had
come over him? What could make a squirrel act so? He
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wasn’t sick; for he ate his food, though not with quite his
usual appetite, Canary thought.

The mystery was this: Bunn had seen one of his own
kind again; and that one was Elfie, his own former play-
mate, now almost grown up, as well as himself.

What wonder, that, all at once, Bunn should become very
fond of being out of doors! His old longings for a wild,
free squirrel’s life, returned. Yes, and more than his old
longings. In a very few days he had come to love Elfie
dearly. He had asked her to live with him forever. Sit-
ting upon the budding bough of the apple-tree beside him,
she had pressed her head gently against his shoulder, and
whispered, “Yes, Bunn. But you live in the house; and —
oh, dear! I don’t think I should like that, Bunn.”

“Then you shall not,” replied Bunn. “For you I will
leave Jennie Darling, much as I love her; and, if she knew
how glorious it is for me to love you, I think she would be
willing. And we could both go and see her and Canary
sometimes; and then she would see how much better it is
for me to be free.”

Then Elfie partly hid her head in Bunn’s side, and said
shyly, ‘“ Where should we live, Bunn?”

“Wherever you like best in all the woods, dear Elfie,”
answered Bunn.
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And Elfie finally accepted him by saying in a low, loving
voice, “I know of a beechnut-tree, Bunn.”

It had all come about in this way: as Bunn was taking
a ramble one day, around a neighboring barn, he thought
he saw a squirrel going in through a knot-hole in one of
the boards. He followed, and found Elfie. Mer family had
lately come to live there in the hay. They knew Bunn’s
folks, and how they had mourned him as lost; and told
him about Whisker’s being shot, and what a change had
come over him since. And Bunn was greeted with the
heartiest welcomes.

Now you know where Bunn was all those long days when
the canary and Jennie wondered what he could have found
out of doors so interesting. This explains, also, his pre-
occupied air when he was’in the house. Yes, that 1s the
way with lovers, even among squirrels.
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Before Bunn and his betrothed parted, it was agreed that
they would have a Quaker wedding at Elfie’s house the very
next day. They would make no wedding-tour, but repair at
once to the beechnut-tree, and set up housekeeping.

Wasn’t Bunn a happy fellow as he slowly wended his
way back to Jennie’s that night? He did not sleep much.
While lying so still in his bed, he was thinking, — thinking
of Elfie, and how happy she had made him, of course, but
also thinking of Canary, and how sad she would be when
he was no longer there to tell her stories, and brighten her
dull life in the cage. He wished he had courage to tell her
what he was about to do. He knew how attractive his
future would seem to her by contrast with her own: so he
resolved to only bid her a light “good-by” as usual, when
morning came, and he left to join Elfie.

As for Jennie and Marmie and Brownie — well, he knew,
of the three, Jennie would miss him most; and it wouldn’t
be so hard for her as for Canary, little girls have so much
else to think of. Yet Bunn felt loath to leave his kind little
mistress: he loved her now better than ever. But there
was Elfie; and Elfie didn’t want to live in the house.

In spite of himself, however, Bunn did lengthen out his
leave-talking. Canary was pleased to have him seem so
much as he used to, and still she could not help being
SUSPICIOUS.
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“Why, Bunn, you run over with love, this morning,”
was Jennie’s response to his repeated nosings around
her neck.

With some sadness mingled with his joy, Bunn finally
took his departure; and, when night came, he did not
return. And this is the reason why, when Joe and Tom,
Nettie and Whisker, went to Jennie’s the next day, no
Bunn was there.

Whisker couldn’t know what was said inside the house,
of course; but he caught the first word that fell from Jen-
nie’s lips when the door was opened, and his party came
out again.

“Bunn had been gone all night? She had been letting
him go and come when he pleased, had she? Why, Bunn
must have been having a sweet time indeed, to have staid

with Jennie so long

g, when he could have legged it home at

any time.”

He didn’t know how well satisfied the others were with
their visit; but, as for him, his object was fully accom-
plished, except that he would like to have carried the
news first that Bunn was alive. Now he supposed he
should find the chap there himself when he got home.

You see, it had not entered Whisker’s mind that Bunn
could have been making love to Elfie while living at Jen-
nie’s, and so have got a home of his own to go to.
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At this point in his reflections, Whisker hears a shout
from Tom, —

“There he is, there he is! Don’t you see him?”

“What!” says Whisker in bewilderment. ‘Bunn here,
after all!” And, turning round, he sees Tom leading the
way to the barn, followed closely by Joe and Nettie.

Jennie enters also, before they slam to the door, but
less eagerly than the others.

“Oh, if they catch him now!” said Nettie, her cheeks
aglow with the excitement of the pursuit.

“ You'll put him in a cage, won’t you, Jennie, so he won’t
run away? I would. Then I can see him every time I
come out here.”

“Tf they wouldn’t chase him, and frighten him so, I
think I could call him right to me,” said Jennie, too intent
upon the scramble going on before her to answer Nettie’s
question.

Nettie tells the boys this; but, like ill-bred dogs in the
hunt, they cannot be called off.

Joe calls out that they will have him in a minute, and
tells Tom to open the door into the carriage-house adjoin-
ing, and he will drive him in there, as the barn is not a
good place to catch him in.

Has Bunn returned, then, for something before going
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away with Elfie for good, and happened upon this evil
time, when Joe and Tom are there to catch him? I say,
“evil time;” for if he is caught now, after being away over

night, who knows but he may be shut up in a cage again,
at Nettie’s request? And then what of Elfie, and the
happy life they looked forward to in the beechnut-tree ?



































































At any rate, the boys, after much running and climbing
and dodging and hallooing, have finally bagged their game.

Under that sail-cloth he crouches panting. Now Joe,
wondering why Bunn should be so much afraid of him,
puts his hand under, and takes him out.
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“There, old fellow, that’s the second time I’ve caught
en
No, Joe: you are mistaken. You never caught this
squirrel before. The one you hold in your hand is not
Bunn, but Whisker.

Joe and Tom have flaming cheeks, and are much out of
breath; but they feel themselves fully rewarded by the
smiles and exclamations with which Nettie receives them
and their captive. But the captive is not Bunn. Ain’t you
glad of that?

They carry him into the house; and Nettie calls him,
“Pretty Bunny.” Joe and Tom salute him as “ Bunn, old
chap;” and even Jennie falls into the error of addressing
him as “ My little scared Bunny,” thinking it is his fright
that makes him appear so strange.

Canary is the only one of them who really knows the
difference. She sits and looks, but makes no twittering,
and soon treats the new guest with perfect indifference.
Her heart is as lonely as ever.

If Jennie had owned a squirrel-cage, I cannot say whether
she would have yielded to Nettie’s teasings, and put Whisker
in, or not. Ido know, however, that she would not have
wanted to. It was really as much as her soft heart could
bear to keep Canary in that way; and I know that Whis-
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ker, sitting up on one end of the clock-shelf, after Nettie
and the boys were gone, thanked fortune that Jennie had
no cage.

Strange as it seemed that another squirrel should have
been caught in the barn, just after Bunn had left them for
good, Jennie soon knew that so it must have been; for this
one had hardly any of Bunn’s ways.

He would come and eat out of her hand, to be sure, after
a little, and he occupied Bunn’s basket in the corner at
night; but he did not sit upon her shoulder, nor bound on
to Canary’s cage, nor chatter and frolic, like Bunn.

Still he became very interesting to Jennie in his own
way; and it was to Canary only that Bunn’s place was
utterly and sadly vacant.

So Whisker, who was indirectly the cause of Bunn’s
being caught in Joe’s trap, has himself become the cap-
tive, while Bunn is again at large in the woods. That was
what Whisker was thinking, perhaps, when Canary over-
heard him talking to himself as he sat on the bail of his
basket, the next morning, making his toilet. His nose
would sometimes be buried so deep in his fur as he bit
and smoothed, and smoothed and bit, that Canary could not
catch it all; but she heard, —

“Good ’nough for me — Ought—take Bunn’s place a while
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—make up for— Guess good ’nough for any squirrel — be



pet — Jennic’s — stand it—any rate — Run away well as



Bunn — if — can’t stand it any longer.”

And Whisker does make the best of it. Jennie is care-
ful to keep windows and doors shut for a few days; but
after that, as Whisker doesn’t appear to care to get out, he
has all the liberty that Bunn had.

Meanwhile Bunn and Elfie are spending the honeymoon
in the woods; and they are so much in love with each
other, that they declare it doesn’t seem like the same world
at all to them. Moonlight is such a heavenly thing! They
could really get along better without the sun than without
the love-light of the moon.

Bunn has but one secret from Elfie. Foolish fellow! he
doesn’t need to have that. As if she could be so silly as to
be jealous of Canary.

The fact is, that Bunn thinks a great deal about Canary
since he has become so happy himself; and he wishes,
‘and he wishes: but it seems to do no good to wish.

He doesn’t see that he can do any thing to make Canary
happy.

But one day, while thinking thus, the sweet song of a
bird salutes him from the next bough. He cannot see the
songster ; for the trees are in full leaf now: but the song is
a sad one, and it is the song of a canary.
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Bunn is all ears. No, he has a heart beating fast as he
remembers his former companion at Jennie’s. Yes, and
Bunn has feet too, and wings almost, you would say; for he
fairly flies across the space between himself and the sad
singer.

No, it is not his canary; that is, he means Jennie’s
canary. This is a singer, and such a singer! He seems to
set the whole forest vibrating to his plaintive notes.

“Are you lost, Canary?” kindly inquires Bunn as he
emerges from the leaves.

He knows well enough that the little fellow is lost, of
course, and that he has flown out of a cage hanging in some
window-way. But he asks the question to win the fly-
away’s confidence, and learn his story.

“Lost and heart-sick, and weary of the world,” sings
Canary in reply.
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“Tf you would tell me your story, sir, maybe I could
lighten your heart,” says Bunn.

“Oh, good sir!” sings Canary, “I was without a mate;
and, without a mate, what are sun and seeds? My cage
was a prison. My notes were wasted on the air, for no
little wife was near to listen; and in the great woods no
mate have I found. I am weary of flying and singing,
weary of living. Oh, good sir! have you seen a mate
for me?”

Bunn’s opportunity had come. He did know a little bird
pining no less than this one for a mate; and he could now
more than atone for his own desertion of her.

So I leave you to judge who showed this matchless singer
the way to Jennie’s; for thither he certainly went.

That very afternoon Jennie is surprised to find her bird,
who before had seemed to pine, twittering and singing in
short snatches, and giving evidence of great excitement
and pleasure over something. In a moment Jennie sees
what it is. A canary of the brightest and yet softest hue
is flying up against the window at which the cage is hang-
ing, and seeming very anxious to get in.

Jennie opens the window; but Canary flies away to the
cherry-tree, and refuses to return. But, as soon as Jennie
closes it again, he is once more trying to get a foothold on
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the sash, amid the joyful twitterings of Canary in the
cage.

At last he no longer flies away when the window is
opened, but, gaining courage, flies in, and soon alights on
the cage, where he pours out his sweetest song; and in his
song the pretty cage-bird he is wooing learns to whom she
owes his coming. Her little heart swells with gratitude
to Bunn.

All at once her throat has grown mellow; and she sings,
too, as Jennie has never heard her sing before.

By and by Jennie opens the cage-door, and closes it again
on two willing prisoners; for to these little winged lovers,
as to Bunn and Elfie in the beechnut-tree, the world does
not now seem the same world at all. The cage, so tire-
some and so small for one, for two becomes a spacious fairy
palace.

Canary no longer thinks wistfully of Bunn’s freedom to
roam the woods. She is only glad that he is happy.

And so days and weeks sped away. The canaries were
in ecstasies with each other; and so were Bunn and Elfie.

Even Whisker was not unhappy, though I cannot deny
that he lacked one thing to make him truly contented. But
he was not to have long to wait.

One day in June, Jennie was overwhelmed with aston-
32 SQUIRREL WOOING.

ishment at receiving, “By Adams’s Express,” from Boston,
an immense box marked with her name in great black let-
ters, —a box almost big enough for Jennie herself to have
gone back to Boston in.

Who had sent it, or what it contained, was more than she
could guess.

But, the cover removed, behold a beautiful great squir-
rel’s cage, made of wire, all blue and gilt, with a wire nest,
and two whirligigs, one at each end, for squirrel to play in.

A gay little letter accompanying it told that it was a gift
from Nettie to her pet Bunn; for Whisker, you know, had
not only taken Bunn’s place, but bore his name.

Jennie was delighted with such an elegant present, of
course ; but she didn’t imprison the squirrel in it.

“Tf he wants to run back to the woods, as Bunn did, he
may,” she said.

She only shut him in for one day and a night, just long
enough for Whisker to find out how nice the wire nest was
to sleep in, and what fun it was to prance in the whirligigs.
After that he spent no small part of his time there of his
own accord, when he was in the house. He would rush
from one to the other of these whirligigs as if he felt it
his bounden duty to keep them both in active operation
at once. But he evidently made up his mind that this was
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too much for the energies of any one squirrel; for it wasn’t
many days before he came in from a longer stay than usual
out of doors, escorting a companion, —a shy little creature,
but very fond of Whisker, as anybody could see.

It was Flit, whom he had persuaded to come and share
his home.

Oh! didn’t the whirligigs fly then ?

Whether it was that Whisker and Flit so much approved
of the cage, or that Whisker felt the old wound in his leg
sometimes, and concluded he should be better off with Jen-
nie to provide for himself and family than picking up his
own living in the woods, I cannot say; but, if you ever visit
at Jennie’s, you will know as well as I how perfectly con-
tented they seem there.

Did you see them at the Poultry Fair in Music Hall? It
was Nettie’s work getting them put on exhibition. Whis-
ker was quite provoked about it at first; for he happened
to be shedding at just that time, and was dreadfully morti-
fied at having so ragged a tail.

But, once up on the platform in front of the great organ,
and surrounded by pigeons and parrots, canaries and cocka-
toos, he soon forgot all about his own looks.

“ Of all things,” he confided to Fit, “a poultry-show must
be the funniest in the world.”


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