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I made it up that I 'd speak about the time when we wuz boys together; uv how we used to slide down the meetin'-house hill, an' go huckleberryin'; uv how I jumped into the pond one day an' saved him from bein' drownded; uv the spellin' school, the huskin' bees, the choir meetin's, the sparkin' times; of the swimmin' hole, the crow's nest in the pine-tree, the woodchuck's hole in the old pasture lot; uv the sunny summer days an' the snug winter nights when we wuz boys, an' happy!
But when Brownie Beaver said that he simply must go home, because it was so late, Peter Mink said what Jimmy had been waiting for. It was "Please!" And no doubt you guessed it long ago. "Yes! They say he has at last decided to go to work," Mrs. Rabbit was saying to Billy Woodchuck's mother. "It's the best news I've heard in a long while," Mrs. Woodchuck remarked.
I sat so long here in the sun that the dog, after running after all the birds, and even chasing crickets, and going through a great piece of affectation in barking before an empty woodchuck's hole to kill time, came to sit patiently in front of me, as if he wished to ask when I would go on. I had never been in this part of the pasture before.
I knew that the cat could run faster than the dog and would soon be safe and sound up a tree, so I rested a moment and then went over to Willie Woodchuck's and spent the rest of the night." "My, that was a dreadful experience," said Pinkie Whiskers and he shuddered. "Did you ever live in that house again?" inquired Winkle. "Oh, no, indeed," replied Sammy Woodchuck.
But what was this? All in a minute, something happened. The black put his foot in a hole, a woodchuck's burrow, stumbled, pitched forward, and threw Peggy heavily to the ground. He recovered himself in a moment, and stood trembling; but Peggy lay still. Margaret was at her side in an instant.
He turned tail and ran for his life; and he was so spry, though he was quite a fat, elderly gentleman, that he reached his hole and whisked down out of sight just as Tommy was about to seize him. Tommy was disappointed. But he was determined to get that woodchuck, and he began to dig away at Mr. Woodchuck's hole. You see, Mr.
But in the long, comparatively smooth reaches she would recover herself enough to cry softly upon the woodchuck's soft brown fur, till that prudent little animal, exasperated at the damp of her caresses, wriggled away and crawled into his hated basket. At last, when the bateau had run a dozen of these noisy "rips," Mandy Ann grew surfeited with terror, and thought to comfort herself.
So Vix overtook him with a couple of bounds and dragged him again into the open for the children to worry. Again and again this rough sport went on till one of the little ones was badly bitten, and his squeal of pain roused Vix to end the woodchuck's misery and serve him up at once. Not far from the den was a hollow overgrown with coarse grass, the playground of a colony of field-mice.
They said that the poke was the strangest collar they had ever set eyes on. "Ha! ha!" the old black rascal laughed. "I see that you don't know what it's for.... It's to keep the Muley Cow from jumping the fence into the back pasture. Farmer Green put it around her neck this morning." "Did you ever?" said Billy Woodchuck's mother. "Well, I never!" said Aunt Polly.
"I'll be all right if I keep still a while," he stammered. "And then I'm going out to gather a nice lot of greens for you." "You'll do nothing of the sort!" said his mother. "You'll come with me. You'd be sure to get into mischief if I left you here." So off they went. And Mrs. Woodchuck hurried so fast that she was quite out of breath when she reached Aunt Polly Woodchuck's house.
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