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You might be sorry, afterwards, if you didn't sit still and listen to me." "That's so!" said the Skipper. "I hadn't thought of that. I'd see a doctor at once; but I don't know any." "Go to Aunt Polly Woodchuck, under the hill," Betsy Butterfly advised him. "She's the best doctor for miles around." So they went, together, to call on Aunt Polly. The old lady looked at the Skipper and shook her head.
And whenever he had a holiday, he used to expend an amount of labor and ingenuity in the pursuit of woodchucks that would have made his for tune in any useful pursuit. There was a hill pasture, down on one side of which ran a small brook, and this pasture was full of woodchuck-holes. It required the assistance of several boys to capture a woodchuck.
Some attacked one part of the old system, some another; some would build a new temple, some would rebuild the old church, some would worship in the fields and woods, if at all; one was for a phalanstery, where all should live in common, and another was meditating the plan and place of the wigwam where he was to dwell apart in the proud independence of the woodchuck and the musquash.
As he came down I hit him a slight blow over the nose with a rotten stick, hoping only to confuse him a little, but much to my surprise and mortification he dropped to the ground and rolled down the hill dead, having succumbed to a blow that a woodchuck or a coon would hardly have regarded at all.
But the exclusion reaches them also; reaches the climbing, flying, gliding, feathered and four-footed man. Fox and woodchuck, hawk and snipe and bittern, when nearly seen, have no more root in the deep world than man, and are just such superficial tenants of the globe.
"It isn't; it's an old dirty brown thing," stammered Bab, as the dog came uppermost for a minute, and then rooted into Ben's jacket as if he smelt a woodchuck, and was bound to have him out directly.
Woodchuck's son Billy helped himself to a piece of carrot from Aunt Polly's store of roots and herbs. "I must have a look at the Muley Cow this very morning," Aunt Polly told her caller. "Won't you come with me?" Mrs. Woodchuck said that nothing would please her more. So she ordered Billy to scamper home. "You'll have to wait till I put on my best poke," Aunt Polly said.
Now and again a dog manages to cut him off his base, and the battle is worth crossing fields to watch. But the woodchuck turned in long ago, and will not be out till April.
Duncan; "but Bass has tricked us so often that I've got into the habit of being watchful. I should have been here twenty minutes ago." By this time they had come to the entrance of the State House, and Wetherell followed Mr. Duncan in, to have a look at the woodchuck session himself.
And while she was answering him Nimble jumped the fence into the pasture from which the Muley Cow had come; and then he jumped back again, into the back pasture. And he didn't touch the fence by so much as a single hair. Then Billy Woodchuck crawled under the fence and came hurrying up. "What are you doing?" he asked. "I'm just stretching my legs a bit," Nimble explained.