The Story of a Graysquirrel 



below. And Bannertail, not quite under- 

 standing, believed this to be an accident. 

 Down he went as fast as his fast feet 

 could carry him, seized on the ragged 

 mitten, brought it again to the home- 

 building. But the instinct that had been 

 slow arousing was now dominant in Sil- 

 vergray. With an angry chatter she 

 hurled the accursed thing afar, and made 

 it clear by snort and act that "such things 

 come not there." 



This was the strenuous founding of the 

 new nest, and these were among the 

 hidden springs of action and of un- 

 shaped thoughts that ruled the founding. 



The nest was finished in three days. A 

 rain roof over all of fresh flat leaves, an 

 inner lining of chewed cedar bark, an 

 abundance of aromatic sassafras, one or 

 two little quarrels over accidental rags 

 that Bannertail still seemed to think 

 worth while. But the new nest was fin- 



[123] 



