SQUIRRELS IN A CITY.
[To THE EDITOR OF THE "SPECTATOR."]
Sin,—I can name one other place where squirrels run at large in the heart of a city. In the Plaza, opposite the cathedral of Oaxaca, Mexico, are some fine pecan trees which are harbour for a number of squirrels. There are also pleasant seats for the footsore and weary as well as for the sightseeing lounger. If you are not eaters of squirrel pie, and do not use "squirrel rifles," or grudge the squirrel a trifle of bark for architectural purposes, it is a delightful experience to have these fearless little Oaxaca citizens perch upon your shoulder and rob you of nuts or other dainties. They are importunate little beggars, and do not take " No " for an answer, but head and shoulders they go for your inside pocket. They are the protected of all the city—rich and poor alike—and it would go bard with a stranger who presumed to molest them.—I
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