IN WINTER QUARTERS 



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" Cloudy and Colder" 



ASK any well-informed squirrel or 

 /"~V blue-jay you may chance to meet 

 in this latitude as you stroll along the 

 edge of a wood on a dull November 

 day, and you will be told that gray 

 skies and cold dark nights are not 

 half so bad as they are sometimes 

 painted, if you understand what they 

 really mean. They know that those 

 old leaves have to come down to make 

 way for next year's crop. They know 

 that the rain that so bedraggled the 

 landscape last week was needed by the 

 fall-sown grain and was delivered in 

 the laboratories of the fields and forests 

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