from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition

  • n. A small squirrel (Tamiasciurus douglasi) of the evergreen forests of northwest North America, resembling and closely related to the red squirrel.

from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License

  • n. A small squirrel, Tamiasciurus douglasi, that lives in evergreen forests of northwest United States

from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English

  • n. The American red squirrel (Tamiasciurus Hudsonius, formerly Sciurus Hudsonius); -- so called from its cry.

from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. A popular name of the American red squirrel, Sciurus hudsonius, which inhabits British America and the northerly parts of the United States.


from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition



  • Occasionally a chickaree or chipmunk scurried out from among the trunks of the great pines to pick up the cones which he had previously bitten off from the upper branches; a noisy Clarke's crow clung for some time in the top of a hemlock; and occasionally flocks of cross-bill went by, with swift undulating flight and low calls.

    The Big-Horn Sheep

  • He paused every few steps to utter the peculiar cry which has given then the name of chickaree, for they often repeat it, and are noisy little creatures.

    Rural Hours

  • Before he could make his aim sure, the chickaree started to run along the limb, which was large and covered with thick, shaggy bark; but the muzzle of the weapon swerved slowly in a corresponding direction, and just as the game gathered itself to make a leap, the explosion came.

    Through Forest and Fire Wild-Woods Series No. 1

  • We heard the sound of the chickaree, and a few faintly lisping birds, and also of ducks in the water about the island.

    The Maine Woods

  • It was a purely wild and primitive American sound, as much as the barking of a chickaree, and I could not understand a syllable of it; but Paugus, had he been there, would have understood it.

    The Maine Woods

  • As I walk amid hickories, even in August, I hear the sound of green pig-nuts falling from time to time, cut off by the chickaree over my head.



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