Catharine Parr Strickland Traill, Little Downy: The History of a Field-Mouse
“ With a sad and penitent heart Downy once more returned to her old habitation, but, alas! what was her grief on beholding it a complete ruin; her nice warm nest all destroyed, and the pretty green mound quite spoiled! Downy was sadly vexed, for the cruel hay-makers had with their pitchforks torn open the 26 turf and scattered her soft bed all round on the grass. ”
