We "cleaned out" six big chestnut-trees,
and then turned our attention to the h.ck
ories. There was a splendid tall shell bark
close by, with branches fairly loaded w ith
the white nuts in their open shucks. They
were all ready to drop, and when the shak
ing once commenced, the nuts came down
like a shower of hail, bounding from the
rocks, rattling among the dry leaves, and
keeping up a clatter all around. We scram
bled on all fours, and gathered them by
quarts and quarts. There was no need of
poking over the leaves for them, the ground
was covered with their bleached shells, all
in plain sight. While busily engaged, we
noticed an ominous lull among the branch?:
overhead.
"'Sstt'sstI" whipercd Shoopegg up
above; "l see old Turner on his white
horse daown the road yonder."
'Coming this way !" also in a whisper,
from below.
