partaking of the
toddy from the chatties in the cocoa-nut trees, which results either in
their returning home in the early morning in a state of extreme and
riotous intoxication, or in being found the next day at the foot of the
trees sleeping off the effects of their midnight drinking." These
"chatties," I may explain, are bowls containing various liquors
belonging to natives, which are placed in the trees to keep them cool.

The margined fruit bat--so called from the white border that surrounds
its ears--works great mischief in the plantations upon which it feeds.
They will fly as many as thirty or forty miles and back the same night
in search of food. It is a greedy animal, individuals kept in captivity
seeming to be always eating. The fruit bats are found in Asia, Africa,
and Australia.

Many readers have doubtless seen bats in the course of their evening
walks, and it may, therefore, be worth while to remind them that British
bats--the long-eared and the barbastelle bats, for example,--feed upon
insects. The blood-suckers, again, do not appear to belong to any other
country but South America. All the fruit-eaters are, comparatively
speaking, big bats. In size they range from the Great Kalong, the
largest of all bats, which measures fourteen inches long, and has a wing
expansion of upwards of four feet, to the dwarf long-tongued fruit bat,
which is only from two and a half to three inches in length, with an
expanse of wing of from eight to ten inches. The conditions of existence
in the Zoo at present entirely prevent the captive bats from ever having
an opportunity of doing justice to themselves. Perhaps at some date,
more or less distant, they may be accommodated with a cage roomy enough
to enable them to use their wings freely, and otherwise to display their
powers.

JAMES A. MANSON.

A GAME OF CRICKET IN ELFLAND.

A FAIRY STORY.

It was a large gander, and it seemed to be a fierce gander, for it
hissed loudly when Felix waved a switch before it, and pointed his
finger at it crying, "Bohoo, bohoo, you goosey gander."

It was not very polite, and the gander seemed to grow more and more
angry, and yet it would not leave Felix. At length Felix still pointing
at the gander, said--

"Goosey, goosey, gander,
Whither shall we wander,
Up the hill, or through the vale,
Or in the pinewoods yonder."

And to his great surprise the gander drew in his head, and replied
promptly--

"Pi