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tion of the harvest and conceal it in their bur¬ 
rows. Chickaree, too, is there, nervous, petu¬ 
lant, and noisy, but he is more likely to be 
found in the pines, or near the butternuts. In 
winter, especially, the pine woods are alive with 
red squirrels. I recall seeing twenty red squir¬ 
rels in a single midwinter day. Chipmunks 
may be seen late in December, and by the end 
of February, if it is warm, and the mouths of 
their holes are not covered by snow, they are 
ready to take a peep at the sky. They store 
enormous quantities of food, and the heat and 
moisture of their nests is such that they can eat 
corn sprouts and acorn shoots in midwinter 
while poor Chickaree is scratching about in the 
cold snow for an unnibbled pine cone. The 
gray squirrels are fond of the high-bush blue¬ 
berries, which grow in abundance on the mar¬ 
gins of the pond. They come down from the 
oaks to the great fallen trees lying half on the 
shore and half in the lake, and bask in the sun¬ 
light, drink of the water, and run up and down 
the logs with tails arched and waving behind 
them. 
The home of the porcupines is west of the 
pond on the slope of a heavily wooded hill, the 
sides of which are encumbered by very large 
boulders. Beneath one of the largest of these 
boulders and overhung by one almost as large, 
