two doors or tramp down the grass around them. If he had been so careless
as to let people notice where he lived he would have been almost sure to
have enemies prowling about his house. And if a weasel had happened to
see one of Sandy's neat doorways he would have pushed right in, in the
hope of finding Sandy inside his house.

In that case the weasel would probably have pushed out again, with Sandy
inside _him_. So you can understand that Sandy Chipmunk had the best of
reasons for being careful.

After he had made a soft, warm bed for himself, Sandy set to work to
gather nuts and grain, to store in his house and eat during the winter.
He was particular to choose only well cured (or dried) food, for he knew
that that was the only sort that would keep through the long winter, down
in his underground storeroom.

He gathered other food, too, besides nuts and grain. Near Farmer Green's
house he found some plump sunflower seeds, which he added to his store.
Then there were wild-cherry pits, too, which the birds had dropped upon
the ground. All these, and many other kinds of food, found their way into
Sandy Chipmunk's home.

Much as he liked such things to eat--and especially sunflower seeds--he
never ate a single nut or grain or seed while he gathered them for his
winter's food. And when you stop to remember that he had to carry
everything home in his _mouth_, you can see that Sandy Chipmunk had what
is called self-control.

His mother had always told him that he couldn't get through a winter
without that. And so, when Sandy brought her to see his new home, after