Now, as you know, Sandy Chipmunk was not the most nimble of climbers. He
was a ground-squirrel; and though he often climbed into the lower
branches of trees, he always felt more comfortable on the top of a
rail-fence or a stone wall.
But Rowdy Red-Squirrel could cling to the smallest branch. The more it
swayed beneath his weight the better he liked it. His hardest battles had
been fought in the tree-tops. You see, he was never the least bit afraid
of falling.
Sandy Chipmunk was plucky--as you know. And at first he had no thought of
running away, when Rowdy Red-Squirrel jumped at him. Even when Rowdy sank
his sharp teeth into one of his ears, Sandy fought his hardest. But when
Rowdy pulled on his ear, Sandy's feet almost slipped off the limb.
Then Sandy tried to get away. And at last he tore his ear out of Rowdy
Red-Squirrel's mouth and scurried quickly to the ground.
Rowdy Red-Squirrel, dashing after him, shouted with glee.
"He's running away from me! I've whipped him!" he called to Jasper Jay,
who had come nearer, to see the fight.
Sandy Chipmunk had reached the stone wall between the woods and the
pasture.
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