Lucy and Dora thought it was odd, but they liked the brightly lighted stations where the train stopped. Quite soon, Miss Chandler said they would get out. When they left the car they were still underground and climbed many stairs before seeing daylight. When they came out, it was on a sidewalk in the midst of tall buildings, much higher than any in the city where Mother went shopping. The streets were very narrow and at almost every crossing stood a policeman. He told the automobiles to stop and let people cross the street, or he told the people to wait on the sidewalk until it was safe for them to come. Everybody did exactly what he told them to do. “I think it is very kind of that policeman to stand there and help the people,” said Dora. Miss Chandler smiled. “Do you, Dora?” she asked. “He says we may cross now.” Such wonderful shop-windows! Lucy and Dora were really obliged to stop and look, for they had never imagined anything so beautiful. One big window was draped with silks of different shades of orange and flame. “Is it a fairy palace?” asked Dora. “It is like a story I read once.” No, it was not a palace, only a big shop and people could go in and buy those very silks if they liked. Miss Chandler let the children look in a number of windows and then she called their attention to an open space across the street. “Let us go over on the Common,” she said. “Perhaps the squirrels will come to be fed.” Directly across from the beautiful shops was a big park with great elms and green grass and seats where men and women were sitting. When the children entered, they saw three fat gray squirrels with bushy tails climbing over a man who sat on one of the seats. “They know he has nuts for them,” said Miss Chandler. The man saw the children looking at him. He drew his hand from his pocket and it contained some peanuts. “Would you like to feed the squirrels?” he asked. “Will they bite?” asked Lucy. “Not if you don’t scare them. Don’t touch them nor try to grab them, but just hold the nut in your fingers.” “Thank you,” said Lucy and took one nut. “May we?” Dora asked Miss Chandler, and when she smiled, Dora took a nut and thanked the man. The squirrels came at once. Dora shivered a little when her squirrel put its paws about her fingers to steady the nut. Its wee hands felt so queer! The third squirrel sat on the man’s knee and nibbled a peanut. When it was eaten, it put its paws over its heart in a beseeching way. As well as it knew how, it was begging for another. Perhaps it was lucky that the man did not have many peanuts, for Lucy and Dora would have stayed until they were all gone. When there were no more, they thanked the man again and followed Miss Chandler across the Common. [Illustration: DORA SHIVERED A LITTLE WHEN THE SQUIRREL PUT ITS PAWS ABOUT HER FINGERS—_Page 102._] “Who takes care of the squirrels in the winter?” asked Lucy. “Who would feed them if the people didn’t?”