54 MY ANT FAMILY.

 

to give different friends of mine an
opportunity to see the skill my family
showed in making a new house.

I must tell you of a cunning feat
which the family performed one day,
while they were living with me. I
poured some water into the mouth of
the small bottle, as it was lying on
its side. The bottom of the neck, as
it lay, was covered to the depth, per-
haps, of a quarter of an inch. “ What
will they do now?” I thought to my-
self. The only way, of course, in which
an ant could safely get out, while the
water remained there, was to climb up