The Story of a Graysquirrel 



hung about hoping for a glimpse, but 

 none he got. Cautiously, fearfully he 

 climbed the old familiar bark-way; si- 

 lently arriving at the door, he gently 

 thrust in his head. The sweet familiar 

 furry smell told him " yes, she was there." 



He moved inward another step. Yes, 

 there she lay curled up and breathing. 

 One step more; up she started with an 

 angry little snort. Bannertail sprang 

 back and away, but not before he had 

 seen and sensed this solving of the 

 mystery. There, snuggling together un- 

 der her warm body were three tiny 

 little baby Squirrels. 



For this, indeed, it was that Mother 

 Nature whispered messages and rules of 

 conduct. For this time it was she had 

 dowered this untutored little mother 

 Squirrel with all the garnered wisdom of 

 the folk before. Nor did she leave them 

 now, but sent the very message to Mother 



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