. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . CHAPTER VII THE SUN SONG OF BANNERTAIL !HE sun was rising in arosy mist, and glinting thedew-wet overlimbs, as thererang across the bright barestretch of woodland a loud Qua, qua, qua, quaaaaaaa / Like a highpriest of the sun on the topmost peak ofthe temple stood Bannertail, carried awayby a new-born inner urge. A full-grownwildwood Graysquirrel he was now, thecall of the woods had claimed him, andhe hailed the glory of the east with anever longer Qua, qua, quaaaaaaaaaa! This was the season of the shortestdays, though no snow had come as yet tocove
. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . CHAPTER VII THE SUN SONG OF BANNERTAIL !HE sun was rising in arosy mist, and glinting thedew-wet overlimbs, as thererang across the bright barestretch of woodland a loud Qua, qua, qua, quaaaaaaa / Like a highpriest of the sun on the topmost peak ofthe temple stood Bannertail, carried awayby a new-born inner urge. A full-grownwildwood Graysquirrel he was now, thecall of the woods had claimed him, andhe hailed the glory of the east with anever longer Qua, qua, quaaaaaaaaaa! This was the season of the shortestdays, though no snow had come as yet tocover the brown-leaved earth. Few birds[41] Bannertail. were left of the summer Crow, the Nuthatch, the Chickadee,and the Woodwale alone were there, andthe sharp tang of the frost-bit air washolding back their sun-up calls. But Ban-nertail, a big Graysquirrel now, foundgladness in the light, intensified, itseemed, by the very lateness of its com-ing. Qua, qua, qua, quaaaaaa, he sang,and done into speech of man the songsaid: Hip, hip, hip, hurrahhh! He had risen from his bed in the hol-low oak to meet and greet it. He wasfull of lusty life now, and daily betterloved his life. Qua, qua, qua, quaaaa!— he poured it out again and again. TheChickadee quit his bug hunt for a momentto throw back his head and shout: Me,too!* The Nuthatch, wrong end up, an-swered in a low, nasal tone: Hear, hear,hear!* Even the sulky Crow joined in at[42] The Story of a Gra^squirrel last with a Rah, rah, rah! and theWoodwale beat a long tattoo. Hip, hip, hip, hurrah, hurrah, hur-rah! shouted Bannertail as the all-blessed glory rose clear above the
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