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Updated: May 21, 2025
By day it burrows in the ashes and sleeps; at night it comes forth and sits upon its throne of rude logs, and rules the camp, a sovereign queen. Near camp stood a tall, ragged yellow birch, its partially cast-off bark hanging in crisp sheets or dense rolls. "That tree needs the barber," we said, "and shall have a call from him to-night."
Travis remembered two other worlds, one of weird desert inhabited by beast things or had they once been human, human to the point of possessing intelligence? that had come out of sand burrows at night to attack a spaceship.
Sooner or later the hair-worm, or Gordius aquaticus as the naturalist terms it, leaves the body of the insect, and lays its eggs, fastened together in long strings, in water. From each egg a little creature armed with minute hooks is produced, and this young hair-worm burrows its way into the body of some insect, there to repeat the history of its parent.
"Tell me who hired you to rob my fur farm, and not leave a single black in the burrows, and I'll let you go free. Will you take my offer, or risk a prison sentence, Jake?" The man hesitated. That alone was enough to convince Max that he was guilty; for undoubtedly he must be weighing in the balance Obed's offer, with the possibility of making his escape through the assistance of companions.
Near Uncle Wiggily there were, in hollow trees, or in nests or in burrows under the ground, many animal friends of his rabbits, squirrels, puppy dogs, pussy cats, frogs, ducks, chickens and others, so that Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane were never lonesome. Often Sammie or Susie Littletail, a small boy and girl rabbit, would hop over to the hollow-stump bungalow, and call: "Uncle Wiggily!
"Oh, don't worry, mother," said Tonia, coolly. "I'll have a new hat, all right, in time to-morrow." When Burrows reached the end of the strip of prairie he pulled his sorrel to the right and let him pick his way daintily across a sacuista flat through which ran the ragged, dry bed of an arroyo.
He felt the change in himself; his mother felt it, when she that morning brushed his hair for him, and fastened a clean collar on his jacket; the boys in school felt it. He had taken his place among the workers. The bell rang at last, and the scholars filed in and took their places. There were visitors, even in the early morning; the people liked to attend Mr. Burrows' examinations.
From end to end of the settlement the cry was taken up. People darted out of cabins like beavers out of their burrows. Three little half-breed Indian boys, yelling with excitement, tore past the Gold Nugget, crying now in their mother's Minóok, now in their father's English, "The ice is going out!"
Shone upon the filthiest and foulest of New York's tenements, upon Bandit's Roost, upon Bottle Alley, upon the hidden byways that lead to the tramps' burrows. Shone upon the scene of annual infant slaughter. Shone into the foul core of New York's slums that was at last to go to the realm of bad memories because civilized man might not look upon it and live without blushing.
It was within a month of term end, and blank starvation had reigned in the studies for weeks. "You," said Stalky, serenely. "Confound you! You haven't been popping my Sunday bags, then?" "Keep your hair on. It's only your watch." "Watch! I lost it weeks ago. Out on the Burrows, when we tried to shoot the old ram the day our pistol burst." I've been wearing it for a week, and you never noticed.
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