lives.

"Johnny Chuck, Chuck, Chuck! Johnny Chuck, Chuck, Chuck! Johnny
Woodchuck!" called Reddy fox.

Johnny Chuck pretended not to hear. His mother had told him not
to play with Reddy Fox, for Reddy Fox was a bad boy.

"Johnny Chuck, Chuck, Chuck! Johnny Woodchuck!" called Reddy
again.

This time Johnny turned and looked. He could see Reddy Fox
turning somersaults and chasing his tail and rolling over and
over in the little path.

"Come on!" said Reddy Fox. "Let's go fishing!"

"Can't," said Johnny Chuck, because you know, his mother had told
him not to play with Reddy Fox.

"I'll show you how to catch a fish," said Reddy Fox, and tried to
jump over his own shadow.

"Can't," said good little Johnny Chuck again, and turned away so
that he couldn't see Reddy Fox chasing Butterflies and playing
catch with Field Mice children.

So Reddy Fox went down to the Laughing Brook all alone. The Brook
was laughing and singing on its way to join the Big River. The
sky was blue and the sun was bright. Reddy Fox jumped on the Big