THE ROUND-TAILED GROUND 



SQUIRREL AND NEAR 



RELATIVES 



{Citellus tereticaudus) 



He went out that morning into a world of 

 plenty. The spring rains of the few days pre- 

 vious had sent millions of seeds to sprouting, 

 and now the deserts were "coming green" again 

 with a host of juicy annuals. Dainty wild flow- 

 ers almost literally sprouted and bloomed in 

 a day. The round-tailed chipmunk knew his 

 rich feeding-time had come. Summer, autumn, 

 and winter dry food had been good enough in 

 their time, but they did not compare with the 

 succulent green foods that came with the spring. 

 He, like the Indian, would eat in the day of 

 his plenty, and on this particular morning his 

 provident nature seemed to urge him to special 

 activity. As he foraged outward from the site 

 of his hole, he seemed to have lost all sense of 

 stomach capacity. His stomach seemed an un- 

 fillable cavern, and he stuffed and stuffed. To 



