"But Mr. Chipmunk had hardly more than half as many. And that night he made a dreadful discovery--some one had found his secret store-house and had _stolen_ some of his precious nuts.
""It"s of no use to cry over what can"t be helped," said Mr. Chipmunk, and the next morning he bravely started out again. He had worked so hard that he had grown thinner and thinner until now he was only a shadow of his old self. But he was as cheerful as ever and kept right on hunting and hunting for stray nuts. Mr. Gray Squirrel and Mr. Fox Squirrel and Mr. Red Squirrel sat around and rested and made fun of him. Way up in the tops of the tallest trees a few nuts still clung, but his cousins did not once offer to go up and shake them down for Mr.
Chipmunk.
"And then old Mother Nature came down across the Green Meadows. First Mr. Gray Squirrel took her to his storehouse and she counted his thousand nuts. Then Mr. Fox Squirrel led her to his storehouse and she counted his thousand nuts. Then Mr. Red Squirrel showed her his store-house and she counted his thousand nuts.
"Last of all Mr. Chipmunk led her to his secret store-house and showed her the pile of nuts he had worked so hard to get. Old Mother Nature didn"t need to count them to see that there were not a thousand there.
""I"ve done the best I could," said Mr. Chipmunk bravely, and he trembled all over, he was so tired.
"Old Mother Nature said never a word but went out on the Green Meadows and sent the Merry Little Breezes to call together all the little meadow people and all the little forest folks. When they had all gathered before her she suddenly turned to Mr. Gray Squirrel.
""Go bring me a hundred nuts from your store-house," said she.
"Then she turned to Mr. Fox Squirrel.
""Go bring me a hundred nuts from your store-house," said she.
"Last of all she called Mr. Red Squirrel out where all could see him.
Mr. Red Squirrel crept out very slowly. His teeth chattered and his tail, of which he was so proud, dragged on the ground, for you see Mr.
Red Squirrel had something on his mind.
"Then old Mother Nature told how she had ordered each squirrel to get and store for her a thousand nuts. She told just how selfish Mr. Gray Squirrel and Mr. Fox Squirrel had been. She told just how hard Mr.
Chipmunk had worked and then she told how part of his precious store had been stolen.
""And there," said old Mother Nature in a loud voice so that every one should hear, "there is the thief!"
"Then she commanded Mr. Red Squirrel to go to his store-house and bring her half of the biggest and best nuts he had there!
"Mr. Red Squirrel sneaked off with his head hanging, and began to bring the nuts. And as he tramped back and forth, back and forth, all the little meadow people and all the little forest folks pointed their fingers at him and cried "Thief! Thief! Thief!"
"When all the nuts had been brought to her by Mr. Gray Squirrel and Mr.
Fox Squirrel and Mr. Red Squirrel, old Mother Nature gathered them all up and put them in the secret store-house of Mr. Chipmunk. Then she set Mr. Chipmunk up on an old stump where all could see him and she said:
""Mr. Chipmunk, because you have been faithful, because you have been cheerful, because you have done your best, henceforth you shall have two pockets, one in each cheek, so that you can carry two nuts at once, that you may not have to work so hard the next time I tell you to store a thousand nuts."
"And all the little meadow people and all the little forest folks shouted "Hurrah for Mr. Chipmunk!" All but his cousins, Mr. Gray Squirrel and Mr. Fox Squirrel and Mr. Red Squirrel, who hid themselves for shame.
"And ever since that time long ago, when the world was young, the Chipmunks have had pockets in their cheeks.
"You can"t fool old Mother Nature," concluded Great-Grandfather Frog.
"No, Sir, you can"t fool old Mother Nature and it"s no use to try."
"Thank you, thank you," cried the Merry Little Breezes, clapping their hands. Then they all raced across the Green Meadows to shake down some more nuts for Striped Chipmunk.
VI
REDDY FOX, THE BOASTER
Johnny Chuck waddled down the Lone Little Path across the Green Meadows. Johnny Chuck was very fat and rolly-poly. His yellow brown coat fitted him so snugly that it seemed as if it must burst. Johnny Chuck was feeling very happy--very happy indeed, for you see Johnny Chuck long ago found the best thing in the world, which is contentment.
Jolly, round, red Mr. Sun, looking down from the sky, smiled and smiled to see Johnny Chuck waddling down the Lone Little Path, for he loved the merry-hearted little fellow, as do all the little meadow people--all but Reddy Fox, for Reddy Fox has not forgotten the surprise Johnny Chuck once gave him and how he called him a ""fraid cat."
Once in a while Johnny Chuck stopped to brush his coat carefully, for he is very particular about his appearance, is Johnny Chuck. By and by he came to the old b.u.t.ternut tree down by the Smiling Pool. He could see it a long time before he reached it, and up in the top of it he could see Blacky the Crow flapping his wings and cawing at the top of his voice.
"There must be something going on," said Johnny Chuck to himself, and began to waddle faster. He looked so very queer when he tried to hurry that jolly round, red Mr. Sun smiled more than ever.
When he was almost to the old b.u.t.ter-nut tree Johnny Chuck sat up very straight so that his head came just above the tall meadow gra.s.ses beside the Lone Little Path. He could see the Merry Little Breezes dancing and racing under the old b.u.t.ternut tree and having such a good time! And he could see the long ears of Peter Rabbit standing up straight above the tall meadow gra.s.ses. One of the Merry Little Breezes spied Johnny Chuck.
"Hurry up, Johnny Chuck!" he shouted, and Johnny Chuck hurried.
When he reached the old b.u.t.ternut tree he was all out of breath. He was puffing and blowing and he was so warm that he wished just for a minute, a single little minute, that he could swim like Billy Mink and Jerry Muskrat and Little Joe Otter, so that he could jump into the Smiling Pool and cool off.
"h.e.l.lo, Johnny Chuck!" shouted Peter Rabbit.
"h.e.l.lo yourself, and see how you like it!" replied Johnny Chuck.
"h.e.l.lo myself!" said Peter Rabbit.
And then because it was so very foolish everybody laughed. It is a good thing to feel foolishly happy on a beautiful sunshiny day, especially down on the Green Meadows.
Jimmy Skunk was there. He was feeling very, very good indeed, was Jimmy Skunk, for he had found some very fine beetles for his breakfast.
Little Joe Otter was there, and Billy Mink and Jerry Muskrat and Happy Jack Squirrel, and of course Reddy Fox was there. Oh my, yes, of course Reddy Fox was there! Reddy Fox never misses a chance to show off. He was wearing his very newest red coat and his whitest waistcoat. He had brushed his tail till it looked very handsome, and every few minutes he would turn and admire it. Reddy Fox thought himself a very fine gentleman. He admired himself and he wanted every one else to admire him.
"Let"s do stunts," said Peter Rabbit. "I can jump farther than anybody here!"
Then Peter Rabbit jumped a tremendously long jump. Then everybody jumped, everybody but Reddy Fox. Even Johnny Chuck jumped, and because he was so rolly-poly he tumbled over and over and everybody laughed and Johnny Chuck laughed loudest of all.
And because his hind legs are long and meant for jumping Peter Rabbit had jumped farther than any one else.
"I can climb to the top of the old b.u.t.ternut tree quicker than anybody else," cried Happy Jack Squirrel, and away he started with Bobby c.o.o.n and Billy Mink after him, for though Billy Mink is a famous swimmer and can run swiftly, he can also climb when he has to. But Happy Jack Squirrel was at the top of the old b.u.t.ternut tree almost before the others had started.
The Merry Little Breezes clapped their hands and everybody shouted for Happy Jack Squirrel, everybody but Reddy Fox.
"I can swim faster than anybody here," shouted Little Joe Otter.
In a flash three little brown coats splashed into the Smiling Pool so suddenly that they almost upset Great-Grandfather Frog watching from his big green lily pad. They belonged to Little Joe Otter, Billy Mink and Jerry Muskrat. Across the Smiling Pool and back again they raced and Little Joe Otter was first out on the bank.
"Hurrah for Little Joe Otter!" shouted Blacky the Crow.
And everybody shouted "Hurrah!" Everybody but Reddy Fox.
"What can you do, Jimmy Skunk?" asked Peter Rabbit, dancing up and down, he was so excited.
Jimmy Skunk yawned lazily.