. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . / ^ [171] THE ADDICT. CHAPTER XXVITHE ADDICT HE sun came up, with its joy-ous wakening of the the Squirrel world wasbright and alert — all butone. Mother went forth tothe sun-up meal, Brownhead went rollick-ing forth, and Nyek-nyek went gliding,too. But Bannertail lay still. He hadno words to state his case; he did notknow that he had a case to state. Heonly knew that he was dull and sad, anddid not feel the early morning call of juices of his weird feast were dried onpaws and head, and the smell of them,though faint, was nauseatin
. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . / ^ [171] THE ADDICT. CHAPTER XXVITHE ADDICT HE sun came up, with its joy-ous wakening of the the Squirrel world wasbright and alert — all butone. Mother went forth tothe sun-up meal, Brownhead went rollick-ing forth, and Nyek-nyek went gliding,too. But Bannertail lay still. He hadno words to state his case; he did notknow that he had a case to state. Heonly knew that he was dull and sad, anddid not feel the early morning call of juices of his weird feast were dried onpaws and head, and the smell of them,though faint, was nauseating to him.[175] Bannertail He did not move that day; he had nodesire to move. The sun was low whenat length he went forth and down. Atthe crystal spring he drank deep anddrank again. Silvergray licked his furwhen he came back with the youngstersto the nest. He was better now, andnext sun-up was himself again, the big,boisterous, rollicking Squirrel of theplumy tail, the playmate of the youngones, the husband of his wife. And theirmerry lives went on, till one m
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