where he lives, and often draws on him the vengeance of hunters whose valuables he has pilfered.
Also, the country he lives in is subject to both fire and flood, and on the approach of either destructive element the poor Pack-rat is in a terrible state. He wishes to move his treasures, and tries to secure the help of his neighbors; all, however, are busily engaged with their bibelots. He rushes frantically about, endeavoring to take to some place of safety his rarest acquisitions — that door-knob which he was three long nights in carrying from the ranch-house, that piece of green soap, or that set of false teeth stolen from the passing picnic party; then he is horrified at the idea of leaving these valuables while he retums for more. Finally he becomes so bewildered by terror ..text continues