WILD LIFE OF ORCHARD AND FIELD 



until at last she became so uneasy under his un- 

 canny scrutiny that she ran away *to escape it. 

 This was a quaint reversal of the old notion of 

 the human eye being able to stare a wild animal 

 into submission. 



An acquaintance surprised me the other day 

 by the question, "What is a chipmunk — how 

 does he differ from a squirrel?'' I thought every- 

 body knew this gay sprite of the road-sides. He 

 is a true squirrel, about the size of the common 

 red one, and of the same reddish tone, which, like 

 his brother of the trees, is much brighter in winter 

 than in summer, when the long, warm, handsome 

 fur, suitable for cold weather and the nuptial time, 

 is replaced by a warm-weather suit of a cooler, 

 shorter, and paler sort. His distinguishing marks 

 are two white stripes along the side of the back 

 from the fore-shoulder to the root of the tail, each 

 bordered by a black line, making him the prettiest 

 of our lesser quadrupeds, and giving to him, as 

 with erect ears and trailing, bushy tail he scuds 

 along the fence or scampers in and out of a brush- 

 pile — for he is a true ground-squirrel, rarely go- 

 ing even upon the trunk of a tree — an air of dandy 

 pride and alertness that is most engaging. In the 

 Far West there are four-lined and checkered ones. 



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