The Story of a Graysquirrel 



later, and some be buried and some not. 

 The Bluejays, Woodpeckers, and the Red- 

 squirrels would get a handsome share, and 

 pile them up in storehouses, a day's gath- 

 ering in one place, for such is their way, 

 but the hickory-nuts were the precious 

 things that counted for the Bannertail 

 brood. Ten thousand at least had the 

 Graycoats buried, each an arm's length 

 down, and deftly hidden, with the trash 

 of the forest floor replaced. 



This undoubtedly was their only im- 

 pulse, to bury the rich nuts for future use 

 as food. But Nature's plan was larger. 

 There were other foods in the woods at 

 this season. The Squirrels would not 

 need the precious hickories for weeks or 

 months; all sign that might mark the 

 burial-place would be gone. When really 

 driven by need the Squirrels would come 

 and dig up these caches. Memory of the 

 locality first, then their exquisite noses 



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