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they did not know what it all meant. 

 Their short tails and round bodies always 

 gave them a comical look. Sometimes 

 there would be a great commotion in the 

 trees, and loud calls for help. Then in- 

 vestigation would disclose a mischievous 

 red squirrel trying to rob a bird's nest, 

 with both the old birds flying at him and 

 pecking at his eyes. 



Sometimes a tree would be black with 

 crows, all of whom were cawing as 

 though shouting to the chairman for 

 the floor. You might wonder for a long 

 time what they were doing, but presently 

 you would see a great brown owl, or a 

 steely blue hawk, fly hastily out of the 

 tree, and make for the woods with all 

 speed, closely followed by the noisy pro- 

 cession. 



The last week in April is fence-mend- 

 ing time in the country, where they have 



