The hole was not very large, but Sammy hid ten acorns in it. He packed them in one by one.
Last of all he put a piece of bark in the hole.
"This is a good door for my store-house," he said, "I am sure no one will find these acorns."
And no one did find them.
Sammy ran to the hole very often and lifted the door just a crack.
The ten little acorns were just where he had put them.
"I will eat these nuts last of all," he said to himself.
All through the fall the little red squirrel hunted for nuts under the trees.
Sometimes he could not find any on the ground.
Then he would run round and round hunting for holes where he had hidden acorns away.