CHAPTER XXXVII 



AND TO-DAY 



'IS race still lives in Jersey 

 woods ; they have come back 

 into their own. Go forth, O 

 wise woodman, if you would 

 become yet wiser. Go in the 

 dew -time after rain, when the down, dry 

 leaves have lost their tongues. Go softly 

 as you may, you will see none of the Squir- 

 rel-kind, for they are better woodmen 

 than you. But sit in silence for half an 

 hour, so the discord of your coming may 

 be forgotten. 



Then a little signal, "Qua" like the 

 quack of a Wild-duck, will be answered by 

 the countersign, " Quaire " ; then there will 

 be wigwag signal flashes with silver tail- 



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