Whiffet Squirrel

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WHIFFET SQUIRREL
Written and Pictured by
JULIA GREENE

New York Cupples & Leon Company
* * * * * *
THE MAKE-BELIEVE SERIES
Whiffet Squirrel The Mouse's Tail The Yaller Dog Miss Patty Peep
* * * * * *
Copyright, 1917, by Cupples & Leon Company

WHIFFET SQUIRREL
Whiffet, Skiffet and Skud were three little red squirrels who lived with
their father and mother in a tiny brown house in the old chestnut tree.
First, I must tell you how the Squirrel family came to live in this dear
little house. You see it happened this way. Father and Mother Squirrel
started out very early one morning in the spring, to hunt a new home as
they did not feel safe any longer living under the old pine stump, with
the children getting large enough to run about. They both scampered up
the old chestnut tree at the back of the farm house to see if they could
find a nice deep hollow that would make a safe home for their little

ones. When Mother Squirrel had gone about half way up the tree trunk,
and as she climbed around a big limb, she almost bumped her head
against what seemed to be a brownish wall. She peeped around the
corner of the brownish wall and what do you suppose she saw? She
held her breath in rapture for there before her bright little eyes sat the
cutest little brown house resting right on the big limb. It was far more
wonderful than any home that she had ever dreamed of. It had a sloping
red roof and two little round doors. A good sized porch jutted out in
front and each little door was several inches above the porch. Mother
Squirrel very cautiously placed her two front feet on the porch and
listened intently but all was very quiet. Of course the folks who owned
the house might be still asleep or they might be away. She crept quietly
to the first little round door and peeped in. She saw a cute little room
entirely empty. "The family must be away" she thought. Boldly she
peeped in through the second little door and saw another cute little
room just like the first and also empty. Then she walked in and
explored both rooms and found a sort of cubby hole closet at the back
of each. "What a fine place for storing nuts," said Mother Squirrel to
herself, "but it would be much handier with a door between the two
rooms." Then she walked out on the porch and looked around. The little
house was shut in almost completely by the thick green leaves except
for a patch of blue sky that showed above the roof. "I wonder who this
little house belongs to" thought Mother Squirrel to herself with an
envious sigh. Just then she looked up at the patch of blue sky and her
bright eyes caught sight of a small sign on the peak of the roof which
she had not noticed before. On the sign were printed the words "FOR
RENT" in bright red letters.
When Mother Squirrel saw the sign "FOR RENT" she nearly fell
backwards off the porch in her joy and excitement. She began to chatter
and scream in a loud shrill voice which brought her husband
scampering to the spot at top speed. Father Squirrel was quite as
excited and delighted over the house as was his wife. "It was surely
meant for us" he said; "we'll move in at once. You'd better stay here,
my dear, in case anyone should come along while I go back to the old
stump for the children and our things. I had better get the moving done
before many people are out." Off he scampered and Mother Squirrel

began at once to plan her housekeeping arrangements and started to
gnaw a door between the two rooms with her sharp little teeth. As she
was working busily at her task a shadow fell across