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What is that furry hunch up there in that tall thin tree ?" "A raccoon," he said presently.

"Can you see the foxy head peeping so slyly down at us?
Look at Sagamore nosing the air in that droll blind mole-like way.

He knows there's something furry up aloft somewhere; and he knows it's none of his business." They watched the motionless ball of fur in the crotch of a slim forest elm.

Presently it uncurled, cautiously; a fluffy ringed tail unfolded; the rounded furry back humped up, and the animal, moving slowly into the tangent foliage of an enormous oak, vanished amid bronzing leafy depths.
In the silence the birds began to reappear.