It was evident he regarded the trees at some distance with a wistful and anxious look; for, although he had succeeded so far in baffling his enemy, he still appeared to suffer from suspense and fear.
As soon as the hawk had risen a dozen yards or so above the tree, he again commenced wheeling in circles, uttering a strange cry as he flew.
It was not a scream--as is often heard with these birds--but a cry of different import, as if a call to some comrade.

It was so in fact, for in a moment it was answered from a distant part of the woods; and the next moment, another hawk--red-tailed like himself, but much larger--was seen soaring upwards.

This was evidently his mate--for the female of these birds is always much larger than the males.

The two soon came together, and wheeled above the tree, crossing each other's orbit, and looking downward.

The squirrel now appeared doubly terrified--for he well knew their intent.