<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[Pg 161]</SPAN></span>
<h2 class="nobreak">CONCLUSION</h2>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</SPAN></span></p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</SPAN></span></p>
<p class="ph2">CONCLUSION</p>
<p class="drop-cap"><span class="smcap">Countless</span> years have passed since
that day, long, long ago, when the
first tiny living creature began to grow
in the new world of rocks and water. All
this time things have been moving and changing.
The earth keeps whizzing around the
sun, while the sun itself rushes blazing through
space. Brooks are rippling; rivers are flowing;
seas are rolling their waves against the
shores. Now the trees toss their branches in
the wind; now the rain sprinkles down from
gray clouds, or snow drifts silently over the
prairie.</p>
<p>In the spring all the wilderness is green
with growing leaves and flowers and grasses.
The world is alive with animals. In the water
sea creatures are feeding in their places, or
floating and swimming here and there. On
land there are worms and insects, creeping
reptiles and flying birds.</p>
<p>From inland ponds beavers scramble ashore
in the dusk to nibble fresh twigs for supper.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</SPAN></span>
In southern rivers the manatee crawls over
the white sand among the reeds. On island
beaches little seals go paddling in safe pools.
Out at sea great whales glide through the
waves.</p>
<p>On the plains buffalo calves kick up their
heels near the grazing herd. Elk, with ears
twitching at every strange sound, wander
down from upland meadows. In the woods
rabbits hop away under the bushes. Little
shrews dart from leaf to leaf among the
shadows. In wilder spots pointed noses sniff
and bright eyes twinkle from the dens of
wolves and foxes. Bears shuffle softly through
the underbrush, and panthers steal out on tiptoe
to their hunting.</p>
<p>In the trees squirrels scamper from branch
to branch. Now and then a mother opossum
trots by with her pocket full of young ones.
Bats fly this way and that in hungry pursuit
of insects dancing in the twilight air. Under
the ground moles dig busily after worms.</p>
<p>All these mammals and, many others live
wild in the United States, and there are many
others still, more or less like them, in foreign
lands.</p>
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