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REDDY FOX TELLS A WRONG STORY
EDDY FOX was a sight! There was no doubt about that. When he
started down on to the Green Meadows that morning he
limped like an old, old man. Yes indeed, Reddy was a
sorry looking sight. His head was swelled so that one
eye was closed, and he could hardly see out of the
other. Reddy never would have ventured out but that he
just had to have some fresh mud from the Smiling Pool.
Reddy had waited until most of the little meadow people
were out of the way. Then he had tried to hurry so as
to get back again as quickly as possible.
But Johnny Chuck's sharp eyes had spied Reddy, and
Johnny had guessed right away what the trouble was. He
hurried over to tell Peter Rabbit. Then the two little
scalawags hunted up Jimmy Skunk and Bobby Coon to tell
them, and the four hid near the Lone Little Path to
wait for Reddy's return.
Pretty soon Reddy came limping along. Even Johnny Chuck
was surprised at the way Reddy's face had swelled. It
was plastered all over with mud, and he was a sorry
Bobby Coon appeared very much astonished to see Reddy
in such a condition, though of course Johnny Chuck had
told him all about how Reddy had run head first into
the home of old Mrs. Hornet and her family the day
Bobby stepped out in the Lone Little Path.
"Why, Reddy Fox, what has happened to you?" he
Reddy didn't see the others hiding in the long grass.
He didn't want Bobby Coon to know that he had been so
careless as to run his head into a hornets' nest, so he
told a wrong story. He put on a long face. That is, it
was as long as he could make it, considering that it
was so swelled.
"I've had a most terrible accident, Bobby Coon," said
Reddy, sighing pitifully. "It happened yesterday as I
was returning from an errand over beyond the hill. Just
as I was coming through the deepest part of the wood I
heard some one crying. Of course I stopped to find out
what the matter was."
"Of course!" interrupted Bobby Coon. "Certainly! To be
sure! Of course!"
Reddy looked at him suspiciously, but went on with his
tale. "Right down in the thickest, blackest place I
found one of Unc' Billy Possum's children being worried
to death by Digger the Badger. I couldn't see that
little Possum hurt."
"Of course not!" broke in Bobby Coon.
"So I jumped in and tackled old man Badger, and I had
him almost whipped, when I slipped over the edge of a
big rock on the side of the hill. It took the skin off
my face and bruised me something terrible. But I don't
care, so long as SI saved that little Possum child,"
concluded Reddy, as he started on.
Johnny Chuck stole up behind him and thrust a sharp
brier into the seat of Reddy's pants. At the same time
Johnny made a noise like a whole family of hornets.
Reddy Fox forgot his limp. He never even turned his
head to look behind. Instead, he started off at his
best speed, and it wasn't until he heard a roar of
laughter behind him that he realized that he had been