. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . The Story of a Gra^squirrel left the personal touch of that Squirrel onit, and would protect it in a measure frombeing carried off by other Gray squirrels,especially when food abounded. Then,rushing off several hops from the placewhere the last nut was buried, Bannertailwould dig deep in the ground, his fullarms length, ram down the nut held inhis teeth; then, pushing back the earthwith snout and paws, would tamp thatdown, replacing the twigs and dry leavesso the nut was safely hidden. Then tothe next, varying the exercise by dashing,not after the v
. Bannertail; the story of a gray squirrel . The Story of a Gra^squirrel left the personal touch of that Squirrel onit, and would protect it in a measure frombeing carried off by other Gray squirrels,especially when food abounded. Then,rushing off several hops from the placewhere the last nut was buried, Bannertailwould dig deep in the ground, his fullarms length, ram down the nut held inhis teeth; then, pushing back the earthwith snout and paws, would tamp thatdown, replacing the twigs and dry leavesso the nut was safely hidden. Then tothe next, varying the exercise by dashing,not after the visiting Graysquirrels —they kept their distance — but after some ,. f ifc. _thieving Chipmunk or those pestiferous ^.f^^^.^.ih^Redsquirrels who sought sometimes tounearth his buried treasure. Or, he woulddart noisily up the tree, to chase theBluejays who were trying to rob them ofthe nuts not yet fallen; then back to earthagain, where was his family — Silver gray,[255]. Bannertail Brownhead, and Nyek-nyek — inspiredby his example, all doing as he did, work-ing like beavers, seizing, husking, weigh-ing, marking, digging, dig-dig-diggingand burying nuts all day long. Hundredsof these little graves they dug, till theground under every parent tree was a liv-ing, crowded burying-ground of the treesown children. Morning, noon, and eve-ning they worked, as long as there waslight enough to see. A cool night and another drying daybrought down another hickory the Graycoats worked without ceas-ing. They were tired out that had driven off a score of robbers,they had buried at least a thousand nuts,each in a separate hole. The next daywas an even more strenuous time. Forseven full days they worked, and then theprecious nut harvest was over. Acorns —red and white and yellow — might come The Story of a Graysquirrel later, and some be buried and some Blue jays, Woodpeckers, and the Red-squirrels would get a handsome share, andpile
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