To eat him

Anna B. WarnerCross Corners, Boston, De Wolfe & Fiske, 1887, p.350.

‘O it was stuck up against the outside of farmer Dickson’s big chimney », said Eunice. « And in farmer Dickson’s brook he found my other nest. I haven’t got but one nest more ».

This was the abode of a little caddis worm, which he had fashioned for himself and dwelt in beneath the water. A little tube just big enough to hold him ; smooth within ; and on the outside all rough and jagged with little pebble stones cemented together in some wonderful way.

« Here he lived, you see », Eunice explained, «  at the bottom of the brook. When he wanted to eat he could put his head out, and eat, – and if he saw a fish coming along that wanted to eat him, he could just pull his head in again, he always took his house along ».