the southeast slope of a knoll that will catch the full sweep of the sun each day to keep their dens warm and cozy. The winter blizzards that pound out of the north and west and leave the windward slopes of the rises frozen solid will only drift loose powder snow on top of their homes."
"When they dig their dens," continued the hunter, "do you know what they do? They slant the runway steeply down for two or three feet and then double back up near the surface again where they level off a nice dry shelf. That's where they lie- on their ledges, close under the sod roots, out of the wind, warmed by the sun, close to their food and water, as far as they can get from their enemies, and surrounded by all their gopher friends. Yes sir, they sure have it all planned out!"
"Is our town built on a southeast slope?" the small boy asked thoughtfully.
"No," said the hunter, "our town slopes down to the north, in the teeth of the
