. Animal snapshots and how made . gwith their beautiful tails well arched, and mountingthe trees more like shadows than like weareis offur. The frost has not yet loosened the nuts, but thesquirrels are not daunted; speedily securing nuts, theysit upon the limbs with their tails over their backs,and, holding the nuts between their paws, quicklygnaw through the velvety covering and shuck to thejuicy meat inside. Within an hour they go gallopingback as though they had already stayed too long,silent as when they came; but if you do not see them,the telltale shucks will disclose who your visitorsha
. Animal snapshots and how made . gwith their beautiful tails well arched, and mountingthe trees more like shadows than like weareis offur. The frost has not yet loosened the nuts, but thesquirrels are not daunted; speedily securing nuts, theysit upon the limbs with their tails over their backs,and, holding the nuts between their paws, quicklygnaw through the velvety covering and shuck to thejuicy meat inside. Within an hour they go gallopingback as though they had already stayed too long,silent as when they came; but if you do not see them,the telltale shucks will disclose who your visitorshave been. The old butternut trees must soon share with thecornfield their attraction for the squirrels. It was theraccoons who first discovered that green corn was inseason, but the squirrels claim their part, and onsome fence rail or post you may find a daintily strippedcob, left there as a reminder that the squirrels too areto share in the increase. Better still, perchance, youmay wander by and surprise the reveler at his In the Orchard 143 The Gray Squirrel 145 There is an old orchard that I have known foryears, where the gray squirrels have a regular play-ground in the autumn. It is connected with a pieceof woods by a fence, and this fence is the grand high-way of all the squirrel tribe. During their earliervisits to the orchard they come and go silently as ifon wing. When most of the apples are gathered,and the frost has touched the leaves, leaving them sereand russet, there is in the atmosphere a crispnesswhich has awakened the rollicking spirit in the graysquirrels. No longer do they follow the old fence,but cut across lots, chasing each other in and out,now on this side, now on that, on the way to the treetops in the orchard. Here, while searching for foodin the first light of the morning, they frolic, leapingfrom branch to branch, and chattering and scoldinglike a lot of magpies. If left undisturbed, they re-main until the sun is more than an hour high, whenthey
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