HAPPY JACK SQUIRREL 23 



to try himself out in the making of trails across the 

 spotless white. He would run this way, then that, 

 then stop and look back, to see how many tracks he 

 had made. It was great fun, but after running for 

 some time he became quite tired, and as he had not 

 breakfasted he was rather hungry. The thought of 

 walnuts and tulips came to his mind and he deter- 

 mined to get his breakfast at once. So, with the 

 unerring accuracy of his race, he ran over to the 

 spot where he had buried his walnuts, and, digging 

 down through the three-inch snow and into the 

 ground, he at once located the buried treasure. 

 With the walnut between his teeth he climbed to 

 the first limb on the walnut tree; then, with his 

 great bushy tail curled over his back, while the 

 morning sun was warming the big cold world, he 

 breakfasted on walnut meats. 



There were days during the winter when Jack had 

 to depend on his storehouse, as the sleet was so 

 heavy or the ground so frozen that he was unable to 

 get food elsewhere. Almost all the woods folk were 

 asleep on these days. The birds were all South for 

 the winter, with the exception of Bluey the jaybird, 

 the flickers, Blackie the crow, and a few others; 

 therefore it was quite lonesome for Jack. He liked 

 the snow for a few days during the early part of the 



