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Once, when I was walking in the garden, I found a young squirrel on the ground at the foot of a tall
tree. It had fallen from the nest. I took the little soft warm creature in my hand, and I carried it
carefully into the house. There we fed it with warm milk, and it quickly revived. It soon sat up, with
its pretty curly tail over its back, and then it rubbed its nose with its paws. It seemed to look to me as
if it knew me for a friend. When night came, I made a soft bed for it beside me, and it slept cosily. In
the morning, I took it to my cousin. "It wants breakfast," she said; " I will warm some milk for it in
my doll's saucepan." So she boiled some milk in a little green saucepan, and we fed our pet. " Ah! " I
cried, " is it ill? It is struggling as if it were in pain." We tried to warm it, and we gave it another
spoonful of milk; but, alas! the poor little creature gave a pitiful moan, and we soon saw that it was
dead. The green paint on the doll's saucepan was poisonous, and we had killed our little squirrel while
it was lying in our arms.
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