OUTDOORS 



open space there was a glimpse of corn- 

 shocks standing brown and packed on a hill- 

 side. Still farther on was a rolling green 

 meadow, and beyond that a lake of consider- 

 able size. Turning to the left we found a 

 wood of small trees, their colorings as bright 

 as any in the larger timber. Every bush and 

 vine was in holiday attire. The occasional 

 green splotches added a pleasing variety to 

 the effect. 



Overhead the skies were cloudless, a 

 never-ending expanse of blue. Sometimes in 

 this smaller timber there would be a rus- 

 tling ahead that told of the disturbing of a 

 rabbit, and once a fox-squirrel scampered 

 across a path and trailed up a hickory, jump- 

 ing from that to an oak, and finally going out 

 of sight around the trunk of the oak. We 

 followed him and finally discovered him at 

 the very top of the tree. The wind by this 

 time had blown up quite a breeze, and this 

 squirrel, a young one, was clinging to the 

 uppermost twigs. The wind blew him back 

 and forth, and he swayed a brown shadow 

 among the leaves. At times the wind would 

 swing his long, red tail out from his body, 

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