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The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VII - A NEWFANGLED NEWSPAPER The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VII - A NEWFANGLED NEWSPAPER

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VII - A NEWFANGLED NEWSPAPER
VII - A NEWFANGLED NEWSPAPERAfter Mr. Crow flew back to Pleasant Valley to gather news for him, Brownie Beaver carefully counted each day that passed. Since Mr. Crow had agreed to be his newspaper, and come each Saturday afternoon to tell him everything that had happened during the week, Brownie was in a great hurry for Saturday to arrive.In order to make no mistake, he put aside a stick in which he gnawed a notch each day. And in that way he knew exactly when Saturday came.That was probably the longest day in Brownie Beaver's life. At least, it seemed so... Short Stories - Post by : REMbraNT - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3441

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VI - A HAPPY THOUGHT The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VI - A HAPPY THOUGHT

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - VI - A HAPPY THOUGHT
VI - A HAPPY THOUGHTBrownie Beaver liked to know what was going on in the world. But living far from Pleasant Valley as he did, he seldom heard any news before it was quite old."I wish--" he said to Mr. Crow one day, when that old gentleman was making him a visit--"I wish someone would start a newspaper in this neighborhood."Mr. Crow told Brownie that he would be glad to bring him an old newspaper whenever he happened to find one. "Thank you!" Brownie Beaver said. "You're very kind. But an old newspaper would be of no use to me.""Why not?"... Short Stories - Post by : Ruthemon1 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2839

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - V - BROWNIE SAVES THE DAM The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - V - BROWNIE SAVES THE DAM

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - V - BROWNIE SAVES THE DAM
V - BROWNIE SAVES THE DAMBrownie Beaver was always glad that he had taken Grandaddy's advice about the freshet. And Brownie's neighbors were glad that he had, too. For that was really the only thing that saved the village from being carried away by the flood of water that swept down upon the pond, after it had rained for two days and two nights.The pond rose so quickly and the water rushed past so fast that people had to scramble out of their houses and begin working on them, to keep them from being washed away.That rush of water meant only... Short Stories - Post by : reverendro - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1141

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - IV - THE FRESHET The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - IV - THE FRESHET

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - IV - THE FRESHET
IV - THE FRESHETThe rain had fallen steadily for two days and two nights-not just a gentle drizzle, but a heavy downpour.For some time it did not in the least disturb Brownie Beaver and his neighbors--that is to say, all but one of them. For there was a very old gentleman in the village known as Grandaddy Beaver who began to worry almost as soon as it began to rain."We're a-going to have a freshet," he said to everybody he met. "I've seen 'em start many a time and I can always tell a freshet almost as soon as I see... Short Stories - Post by : malowney - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2030

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - III - STICKS AND MUD The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - III - STICKS AND MUD

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - III - STICKS AND MUD
III - STICKS AND MUDLike the dam that held back the water to form the pond where Brownie Beaver lived, Brownie's house was made of sticks and mud. He cut the sticks himself, from trees that grew near the bank of the pond; and after dragging and pushing them to the water's edge he swam with them, without much trouble, to the center of the pond he wished to build his house. Of course, the sticks floated in the water; so Brownie found that part of his work to be quite easy.He had chosen that spot in the center of... Short Stories - Post by : 51408 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3644

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - II - HOW TO FELL A TREE The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - II - HOW TO FELL A TREE

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - II - HOW TO FELL A TREE
II - HOW TO FELL A TREEBrownie Beaver could do many things that other forest-people (except his own relations) were not able to do at all. For instance, cutting down a tree was something that nobody but one of the Beaver family would think of attempting. But as for Brownie Beaver--if he ever saw a tree that he wanted to cut down he set to work at once, without even going home to get any tools. And the reason for that was that he always had his tools with him. For strange as it may seem, he used his teeth to... Short Stories - Post by : capjoe - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1893

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - I - A QUEER PLACE TO LIVE The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - I - A QUEER PLACE TO LIVE

The Tale Of Brownie Beaver - I - A QUEER PLACE TO LIVE
I - A QUEER PLACE TO LIVEThe village near one end of Pleasant Valley where Farmer Green often went to sell butter and eggs was not the only village to be seen from Blue Mountain. There was another which Farmer Green seldom visited, because it lay beyond the mountain and was a long distance from his house. Though he owned the land where it stood, those that lived there thought they had every right to stay there as long as they pleased, without being disturbed.It was in this village that Brownie Beaver and his neighbors lived. It was a different sort... Short Stories - Post by : best4you - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2304

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIV - HUMBUGS The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIV - HUMBUGS

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIV - HUMBUGS
XXIV - HUMBUGSThe new milking machine was all ready to use."Which one are you going to try it on first?" the hired man asked FarmerGreen."Let's hitch it to the little red cow," said Johnnie Green's father.The little red cow gave the Muley Cow a sly nudge. "Did you hear that?"she asked. "Farmer Green knows who's fashionable. He chooses me to befirst! And it's a great honor.""Nonsense!" said the Muley Cow. "He picked you because you're thesmallest cow on the farm. He thinks you wouldn't dare object to themilking machine.... Just you wait till they try it on me! I'll kick!I'll bellow!... Short Stories - Post by : PEnglish - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2879

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIII - THE VOW OF A COW The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIII - THE VOW OF A COW

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXIII - THE VOW OF A COW
XXIII - THE VOW OF A COWAll the cows in the barn were much upset. They had heard some news thatdidn't please them. Farmer Green was going to buy a milking machine!"He'll never use it on me," the Muley Cow declared. "None of my familyhas ever been milked by a machine; and I don't intend to be the first."Her companions all felt just as she did. If Farmer Green could havelistened to their mutterings and rumblings and murmurings he might nothave dared bring home any milking machine. But he never dreamed that thewhole herd was against one. As for his son... Short Stories - Post by : icetein - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1855

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXII - TRYING TO BE FIERCE The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXII - TRYING TO BE FIERCE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXII - TRYING TO BE FIERCE
XXII - TRYING TO BE FIERCEThe Muley Cow rather enjoyed the talk she caused because she had eatenJack O'Lantern. And feeling that any one so brave ought not to appeartoo meek and mild, she sometimes tried to look as fierce as she could.Somehow she could never manage a frown when old dog Spot was about. Butif she came across Master Meadow Mouse all alone in the pasture shenever failed to bellow at him and ask him in a gruff tone what he wasdoing there.When she first spoke to him like that Master Meadow Mouse was startled."I'm only taking a stroll," he... Short Stories - Post by : 6watsons - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1276

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXI - A BRAVE DEED The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXI - A BRAVE DEED

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XXI - A BRAVE DEED
XXI - A BRAVE DEEDNobody had ever supposed that the Muley Cow had much courage. In manyways she seemed quite timid. Perhaps if she had had horns she would havebeen different. Anyhow, whenever anything startled her the only thingshe ever did was to run away, if she could. If old dog Spot barked ather heels the Muley Cow always hurried to get out of reach of hissnapping jaws. If Farmer Green shouted at her she was more than likelyto mind him. And usually she even did as Johnnie Green told her to do.In all her life she was never known to... Short Stories - Post by : peerless - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3388

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XX - GOOD CORN WASTED The Tale Of Muley Cow - XX - GOOD CORN WASTED

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XX - GOOD CORN WASTED
XX - GOOD CORN WASTEDMr. Crow had been talking about the corn in the silo, which Farmer Greenfed to the herd during the winter. And the Muley Cow could see that hewas growing angrier every moment."Well! well!" she exclaimed. "You don't object--do you?--if Farmer Greenfeeds us corn that he raised himself.""Certainly I do!" Mr. Crow fumed. "It's not fair. He doesn't store awayany nice sweet corn in a silo for me.""Ah! You wouldn't like it if he did," the Muley Cow told him."Why not?" Mr. Crow asked. "Why shouldn't I enjoy nice sweet corn inthe dead of winter?""Because--" said the Muley... Short Stories - Post by : 48630 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3197

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIX - A QUESTION OF LUCK The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIX - A QUESTION OF LUCK

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIX - A QUESTION OF LUCK
XIX - A QUESTION OF LUCK"How lucky some people are!" said old Mr. Crow. He was talking to theMuley Cow, in the pasture. And though she didn't specially care for hiscompany, she was curious enough to ask him what he meant."I was just thinking," Mr. Crow explained, "I was just thinking what ahard life I lead, and how I have to hunt around to find whatever I canto eat. In winter it's usually poor pickings for me. But some peoplehave their meals set right under their noses. They don't even need tostir.""I suppose," the Muley Cow ventured, "you're thinking about us... Short Stories - Post by : YUMGAL01 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3063

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVIII - ONE APPLE TOO MANY The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVIII - ONE APPLE TOO MANY

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVIII - ONE APPLE TOO MANY
XVIII - ONE APPLE TOO MANYIt was a long time since the Muley Cow had jumped the pasture fence. Bymaking her wear a poke for a while Farmer Green had taught her to behaveherself. But there came a day, finally, when she made up her mind thatjust one more jump wouldn't do any great harm.There had been a strong wind during the night, which had whipped a goodmany red apples off the trees. It was when the Muley Cow smelled themthat she decided that she would jump the fence. She wanted to get intothe orchard before anybody could pick up the... Short Stories - Post by : hummingb - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1245

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVII - NO HELP FROM SPOT The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVII - NO HELP FROM SPOT

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVII - NO HELP FROM SPOT
XVII - NO HELP FROM SPOTBilly Woodchuck was a great deal wiser than the Muley Cow had eversuspected. She had thought she could frighten him. By telling him thathe couldn't see well because he had eaten too much clover, she actuallyexpected to keep him out of the clover-patch. So she had a greatsurprise when he said to her:"You must be mistaken. I know there's nothing the matter with my eyes,because I can see right through you!"The Muley Cow knew then that she had only been wasting words on BillyWoodchuck. She realized that she hadn't frightened him in the least. Andshe felt... Short Stories - Post by : jasey - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3503

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVI - CLOVER TOPS The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVI - CLOVER TOPS

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XVI - CLOVER TOPS
XVI - CLOVER TOPSThe Muley Cow noticed that Billy Woodchuck was making many trips backand forth across the pasture. Watching him carefully, she saw that healways crept under the fence and stole into the field where the clovergrew. And every time he came back again he looked plumper than before."That clover's not intended for you," the Muley Cow told him at last.She thought that ought to be enough to stop him. But it made not theslightest difference. Billy Woodchuck continued to visit theclover-patch just as often as ever. And it seemed to the Muley Cow thathe stayed longer each time he... Short Stories - Post by : weapon209 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1150

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XV - CARRYING A MESSAGE The Tale Of Muley Cow - XV - CARRYING A MESSAGE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XV - CARRYING A MESSAGE
XV - CARRYING A MESSAGEAfter Paddy Muskrat and his wife talked to her about sunstrokes, theMuley Cow tried to keep in the shade during the rest of the day.Toward evening, who should come trotting out of the woods but Tommy Fox.When he noticed the Muley Cow (as he soon did, for the wind told himwhere she was) he turned aside to speak to her. He inquired carefullyabout her health, said that he hoped she was enjoying the fine weather,and remarked finally that he was glad he met her because it would savehim a trip to the farmyard. "That is," Tommy added,... Short Stories - Post by : msingathi - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2106

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIV - THE MUSKRATS' WARNING The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIV - THE MUSKRATS' WARNING

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIV - THE MUSKRATS' WARNING
XIV - THE MUSKRATS' WARNINGIf it hadn't been for Johnnie Green there's no knowing how long theMuley Cow would have had to wear the wooden poke about her neck. SomehowJohnnie Green guessed that she didn't like it. So he teased his fatherto take the poke off her. And at last Farmer Green consented."We'll try her without it," he said. "We'll see how she behaves. We'llsee if she has learned a lesson."It was like a holiday for the Muley Cow when she went into the pasturewithout the heavy poke. For all her advanced age, she kicked up herheels and galloped clumsily over... Short Stories - Post by : steve_popen - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2049

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIII - TRUTH WILL OUT The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIII - TRUTH WILL OUT

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XIII - TRUTH WILL OUT
XIII - TRUTH WILL OUTLater in the day the Muley Cow had a chat with a song sparrow--a musicalperson who had a nest cunningly hidden in the center of a bush near thepasture fence."What a pleasant family those cowbirds are!" the Muley Cow happened toremark. "They're so kind!"The song sparrow gave her a queer look."Kind!" he echoed.The Muley Cow saw at once that he did not agree with her."Yes!" she insisted. "They were very nice to me this morning. Theycaught all the flies that were bothering me."The song sparrow gave a slight sniff. "They were only having theirbreakfast. You may be... Short Stories - Post by : KirkM - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2593

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XII - THE COWBIRDS The Tale Of Muley Cow - XII - THE COWBIRDS

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XII - THE COWBIRDS
XII - THE COWBIRDSSome of the Muley Cow's friends were very sorry for her, when FarmerGreen put the poke around her neck to keep her from jumping the pasturefence. It was a heavy, clumsy thing to carry about all day. Sometimes,if she was not careful, the Muley Cow knocked her knees against it.Of course, there were others in the herd, like the little red cow andthe big white one, that made disagreeable remarks. When they said unkindthings to her the Muley Cow pretended that the poke didn't trouble her."Don't you know," she said to them one day, "that it's an honor... Short Stories - Post by : ewealthpro - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 699