One in particular, the mother of the family, Nora said, was bolder or more familiar than the rest; and came often and came pretty near, to look at the children with her bright little eyes, and let them see her beautiful feathery tail and graceful motions.

It was a great delight to Daisy.
Nora had seen them before, as she said, and did not care quite so much about the sight.
"I wonder what use squirrels are ?" said Daisy.
"I guess they are not of any use," said Nora.
"O, I guess everything is of use." "Why no it isn't," said Nora.

"Grass is not of any use." "O Nora! Think--what would the cows and horses do ?" "Well, then, stones are not of any use." "Yes they are--to build houses--don't you know ?" "Houses might be built of wood," said Nora.
"So they might.

But then, Nora, wooden houses would not last so long as stone ones." "Well--people could build new ones." "But houses might be wanted where there was not wood enough to build them." "I never saw such a place," said Nora.

"I never saw a place where there was not wood enough.