

The Story of a Graysquirrel 



Redsquirrels, pursued them in a sort of 

 berserker rage, eager for fight, desperate 

 fight, any fight, fight without hate, that 

 would outlet his dangerous, boiling power, 

 his overflow of energy. Joy and power 

 were possessing his small brain and lusty 

 frame. He found another bank of mad- 

 cap cups; he was too gorged to eat them, ft- ^ 



but he tossed and chewed the juicy cups 

 and stems. He raced after a fearsome 

 Water-snake on a sunny bank, and, CSv*^ -^T~ ! l f - 



scared by the fury of his onslaught, the ^K.***' ~~""?"\ )h 

 Snake slipped out of sight. He galloped ^ "*£$ V 



up a mighty pine-tree, on whose highest ^ '^^?\ 



limbs were two great Flickers, clacking. 

 He chased them recklessly, then, clinging 

 to a bark flake that proved loose, he was 

 launched into the air, a hundred feet to 

 fall. But his glorious tail was there to 

 serve, and it softly let him down to earth. 

 It was well for him that he met no cat 

 or dog that day, for the little earth-born 



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