But Whitefoot is quite as much at home in trees as on the ground.
In fact, he is quite as much at home in trees as is Chatterer the
Red Squirrel, and a lot more at home in trees than is Striped Chipmunk,
although Striped Chipmunk belongs to the Squirrel family.
So now that he must find a hiding-place, Whitefoot decided that he
would feel much safer in a tree than on the ground.
"If only I can find a hollow tree," whimpered Whitefoot. "I will
feel ever so much safer in a tree than hiding in or near the ground
in a strange place."
So Whitefoot began to look for a dead tree. You see, he knew that
there was more likely to be a hollow in a dead tree than in a living
tree. By and by he came to a tall, dead tree. He knew it was a
dead tree, because there was no bark on it. But, of course, he
couldn't tell whether or not that tree was hollow. I mean he couldn't
tell from the ground.
"Oh, dear!" he whimpered again. "Oh, dear! I suppose I will
have to climb this, and I am so tired. It ought to be hollow.
There ought to be splendid holes in it. It is just the kind of a tree
that Drummer the Woodpecker likes to make his house in.
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