CHAPTER XXIV 



THE LOPPING OF THE WAY- 

 WARD BRANCH 



URIOSITY may be the trail 

 to knowledge, but it skirts a 

 dangerous cliff. The Rose 

 moon, June, was on the hills, 

 its thrill joy set the whole 

 wood world joy-thrilling. The Banner- 

 tail family had frolicked in a game of tag- 

 and-catch all around the old Hawk nest, 

 and up the long smooth pole went Cray 

 to show that he could do it. His mother 

 warned him, "Quare!" but up he went, 

 and down he came without a hint of 

 failure. Then they scattered, scamper- 

 ing for a game of hide-and-seek, when the 

 heavy sound of some big brute a-coming 



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