Forest. It was a beautiful morning, a very beautiful fall morning, but
all the beauty of it was being spoiled by the dreadful noise these two
little people. You see they were quarreling. Yes, Sir, they were
quarreling, and it wasn't at all nice to see or nice to hear.

You know who they were. One was Happy Jack Squirrel, who wears a coat
of gray, and the other was Chatterer the Red Squirrel, who always wears
a red coat with vest of white. When Happy Jack had dropped that nut from
the tiptop of the tall hickory tree and it had landed right on top of
Chatterer's head it really had been an accident. All the time Happy Jack
had been sitting as still as still could be, hoping that his cousin
Chatterer would pass by without looking up and so seeing the big fat
nuts in the top of that tree. You see Happy Jack was greedy and wanted
all of them himself. Now Chatterer the Red Squirrel has a sharp temper,
and also he has sharp eyes. All the time he was scolding Happy Jack and
calling him names Chatterer's bright eyes were taking note of all those
big, fat hickory-nuts and his mouth began to water. Without wasting any
more time he started up the tree to get some.

Happy Jack grew very angry, very angry indeed. He hurried down to meet
Chatterer the Red Squirrel and to prevent him climbing the tree.

"You keep out of this tree; it's mine!" he shrieked.

"No such thing! You don't own the tree and I've got just as much right
here as you have!" screamed Chatterer, dodging around to the other side
of the tree.

"'Tis, too, mine! I found it first!" shouted Happy Jack. "You're a
thief, so there!"