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one evening, just at dusk, to see them 

 coming back, chasing each other along 

 the maples just as they had gone. 



I got a generous supply of corn and 

 placed it by the big maple in front of the 

 house, and they repaid me for my kind- 

 ness by making the tree their permanent 

 home. The old maple was hollow near 

 the top, and here they made their nest 

 and rarely went further from home than 

 the end of the row of trees. 



I was never tired of watching their 

 twilight game of tag, but rarely saw them 

 during the day unless I knocked on their 

 front door. If one drummed on the 

 trunk of the tree with a stick the squir- 

 rels, who were quite curious, would al- 

 ways poke their heads out of the hole at 

 the top of the tree to see who was knock- 

 ing. 



I used to call them out frequently this 



