The package is returned to my pocket, and both 

 chipmunks climb in without hesitation, tear off 

 the paper and help themselves. Meanwhile a third 

 arrives, having somehow learned of the good cheer, 

 and it is not long before all three are scrambling 

 over me. 



One cold February day, when no gray squirrels 

 were to be seen, and the snow lay deep in the 

 glen, a solitary red squirrel appeared and looked 

 long in my direction. Then by as diredt a course 

 as the ground would permit, he came toward me, 

 over the intervening boulders, until he reached 

 the one on which I sat, whereupon he immediately 

 ate the bits of apple I gave him. He had been 

 with me some little time when I chanced to look 

 over my shoulder, and there at my elbow was the 

 mink. The squirrel saw him at once and made 

 off toward the trees. The mink appeared to take 

 no notice of him, but his presence had evidently 

 disturbed the harmony of the occasion. 



The red squirrel stands in no awe of man, but 

 he is as untamable as anything in the woods, none 

 the less. Sit quietly under the hemlocks and the 

 chances are that before long he will be scolding 

 at you from somewhere in the tree tops. Presently 



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