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The Worm-eating Warbler, however, who was none too friendly towards Grandfather Mole, said that he had his doubts as to Grandfather Mole's blindness. "If he can find angleworms in the dark he certainly ought to be able to find his bearings in broad daylight," he sneered.
He went about dispiritedly, and the last few times that he crowed it made Rebecca Mary cry. Even Aunt Olivia shook her head. "I could do it better than that myself," she said, soberly. Rebecca Mary hunted bugs and angleworms and arranged them temptingly in rows, but the big, white rooster passed them by with a feeble peck or two.
When they get around the corner they whoop it up for the depot, and shortly they are steaming out into the country. They have a lot of angleworms in an envelope in their vest pockets, and a restaurant colored man, who has been seen the night before, meets them at the depot and hands them a basket of sandwiches with a bottle sticking out.
Look about you, and see your squirming neighbors, writhing and twisting like so many angleworms in a fisher's bait-box, or the wriggling animalculae seen in the vinegar drop held to the sun. How they look, how they feel, how base it makes them all!" "Every human being is entitled to the means of life, as the trout is to his brook or the lark to the blue sky.
Jolly Robin saw that she could expect no help from him whatsoever. She was terribly upset. But there was nothing she could do except to tell her husband that he would have to spend all his time catching angleworms for the family. And since he was glad enough to do that, Mrs. Robin managed to feed her children all they needed. Even the young Cowbird in her nest had all he wanted. And Mrs.
He made up his mind then and there that he would never again invite Grandfather Mole to walk with him. A GREAT eater was Grandfather Mole. And having an enormous appetite he was fortunate in being expert at finding angleworms.
What all you boys around here for so early in the morning, anyway, disturbing your Uncle Ike when he wants to think?" and he grabbed half a dozen boys and piled them up in a heap on the grass, and put one of his big rubber boots on the top one, and held them down, squirming like a lot of angleworms in a tomato can.
Billy Woodchuck assured him that he had no use at all for angleworms. "What I want," he explained, "is a good digger to help dig a new house for me." "Is anybody else going to help too?" Grandfather Mole inquired carefully. "No only myself!" Billy said. "Then I'm sorry; but I can't work for you," Grandfather Mole announced.
And as usual Jolly Robin laughed. "I shouldn't pay any attention to what Grandfather Mole says," he advised his wife. "I should keep an eye out for big angleworms, if I were you. Grandfather Mole may be mistaken. He may have caught only the second biggest one." What her husband said made Mrs. Robin feel better. And she declared that she would surprise Grandfather Mole yet.
Then a shower of dirt flew into their faces and both Jolly Robin and his wife tumbled over backward. It was no worm that Mrs. Robin had found, but Grandfather Mole's hairless tail sticking out of the ground. Together they had dragged him to the surface. And if Mrs. Robin hadn't found the grandfather of all angleworms, at least she had found Grandfather Mole. And she had given him a surprise, too.
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