A Collection of Beatrix Potter Stories by Beatrix Potter
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several hollow stumps near
the tree where they had built their nest. WHEN these stumps were full, they began to empty the bags into a hole high up a tree, that had belonged to a wood-pecker; the nuts rattled down--down-- down inside. "How shall you ever get them out again? It is like a money-box!" said Goody. "I shall be much thinner before spring-time, my love," said Timmy Tiptoes, peeping into the hole. THEY did collect quantities --because they did not lose them! Squirrels who bury their nuts in the ground lose more than half, because they cannot remember the place. The most forgetful squirrel in the wood was called Silvertail. |
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