Part 3 (1/2)
IX ANOTHER STRANGE CHUCK
Johnny Chuck awoke just as jolly, round, red Mr Sun pulled his own nightcap off At first Johnny couldn't think where he was He blinked and blinked Then he rolled over ”Ouch!” cried Johnny Chuck You see he was so stiff and sore froht the day before, that it hurt to roll over But when he felt the smart of those wounds, he re that he had found on the edge of the Green Meadows just before dark It was the first tiround, and as he lay blinking his eyes, it seee and rather nice, too
”Well, well, well! What are you doing here?” cried a sharp voice
Johnny Chuck looked towards the open end of the old log There, peeping in, was a little face as sharp as the voice
”hello, Chatterer!” cried Johnny
”I say, what are you doing here?” persisted Chatterer the Red Squirrel, for it was he
”Just waking up,” replied Johnny, with a grin
”It's tiso far frorowing just a wee bit wistful
”You haven't any home!” Chatterer's voice sounded as if he didn't think he had heard aright ”What have you done with it?”
”Given it to Jiives anything to anybody, and how any one could give away his home was more than he could understand He stared at Johnny as if he thought Johnny had gone crazy Finally he found his tongue ”I don't believe it!” he snapped ”If Jiot your old ho! I'd like to see Jimmy Skunk or anybody else put ave it to hi to see the world, and then I' to buildnew ho; why shouldn't I?”
”I'h to knohen I am well off
”Who has a discontented heart Is sure to play a sorry part”
Johnny Chuck crawled out of the old log and stretched himself somewhat painfully ”That may be, but there are different kinds of discontent
Who never looks for better things Will live his life in little rings
Well, I , if I aood-by and started on It was very delightful to wander over the Green Meadows on such a beautiful springThe violets and the wind-flowers nodded to him, and the dandelions sot his torn clothes and the bites and scratches of his great fight with the gray old Chuck the day before It was fun to just go where he pleased and not have a care in the world
He was thinking of this, as he sat up to look over the Green Meadows
His heart gave a great throb What was that over near the lone elm-tree?
It was--yes, it certainly was another Chuck! Could it be the old gray Chuck coer filled the heart of Johnny Chuck, and he whistled sharply The strange Chuck didn't answer
Johnny ground his teeth and started for the lone elm-tree He would show this other Chuck as master of the Green Meadows!
X WHY JOHNNY CHUCK DIDN'T FIGHT
Anger is an awful thing; It never stops to reason
It boils right over all at once, No matter what the season