New Britain herald., 1928-11-23

:. Rnsty the Fox Squirrel was very comfortably fixed for the winter. He had plenty of food store away and so had nothing to worry about. He s1rent his days eating and growing fat. And Rusty is ono who can put ,pn fat. He grew very plump and he hhe was very happy. He loved these A'ea uttful autumn days. The cool air nade him feel good. There really is sAo moro beautiful season than the lovely days of autumn Best Of all, Rustly had little to worry about for xhere were fewer enemies about here Shan he had ever known.
 k Then came . morning when Rusty Awoka with . strange. uncomfor- gable feeling. He didn't know how to account for it. He wasn't sick. It tFas just feeling that something was wrong. He poked his head out 3f the entrance to his home. Jolly. round bright. Mir. Sun had just be- ran his daily climb up in the blue, blue sky. It was going to be beau- tiful day. There wasn't cloud in all ithe sky. Rusty came out and started flor his breakfast. All the time he had . strange feeling-an uncomfor- Table feeling. Something was wrong. He. had no appetite. He opened 8 nut and then only half ate it. Final- Y he climbed back up in his tree.
 . How still it is." said Rusty, talk 1ng to himself. There isn't sound. .Thats queer II don't hear bird. l ihaven't seen any one so far this morning. I wonder what it means. pn ! Beautiful morning like this 1here should be lot of people around"
 7 Presently he did hear rustling of leaves. Looking down he saw d dog. That dog didn't interest him much. He had nothing to fear from that dog. Dogs cannot climb trees. This dog was running about with his nose to the ground. Presently he reached the spot where Rusty had been running about looking for nuts. His tail began to wag furiously This way and that way he ran. wherever Rusty had been. Finally he stopped at the foot of the tree and looked up. Then he began to bark. How he did bark! Rusty didn't know what to make of it. 1t. had been 50 still in the woods that that barking seemed great deal louder than 1t really was. Rusty didn't like it. He wished that dog would go away. Still Ae wasn't afraid. What was there to Dc afraid of? Barking wouldn't hurt him any and he knew positively that that dog couldn't climb.
 :: Then Rusty's ears caught another footsteps on dry leaves. Coming through the trees was a man and the man was carrying q terrible gun. Rusty recognized that. This was no sir-rif1e such as the boys had hunt d him with during his long jour 0ticks that spat fire and smoke and hurt or killed at distance,
 Rusty knew now what had been wrong with the morning. He knew now why -hc had felt so uneasy. He 4new now why everything had been go still. The spirit of fear was Abroad in the land. The hunting Beason had begun. the season ot death 10 those who bad douc no harm. The season that the hunted ),e>er can understand. Tn" spirit ot fear had gone abroad and all the little people in feathers and fur had felt it. and that is why th" woodland had become so strangely sN"nt
 ? Rusty whiskeJ around the oth't side of the tree and anNiousiy prcred toward he buster. The hunt IT was looking up in that tree. for hc knew hy the barking of his dog 'hat a Squirrel had l.one up that