"ThorntonWBurgess-OldGrannyFox" - читать интересную книгу автора (Burgess Thornton W)tongue had seldom given him.
"You are the stupidest Fox I ever heard of," scolded Granny. "I'm no more stupid than you are!" retorted Reddy in the most impudent way. "What's that?" demanded Granny. "What's that you said?" "I said I'm no more stupid than you are, and what is more, I hope I'm not so stupid. I know better than to take a nap in broad daylight right under the very nose of Farmer Brown's boy." Reddy grinned in the most impudent way as he said this. Granny's eyes snapped. Then things happened. Reddy was cuffed this way and cuffed that way and cuffed the other way until it seemed to him that the air was full of black paws, every one of which landed on his head or face with a sting that made him whimper and put his tail between his legs, and finally howl. "There!" cried Granny, when at last she had to stop because she was quite out of breath. "Perhaps that will teach you to be respectful to your elders. I was careless and stupid, and I am perfectly ready to admit it, because it has taught me a lesson. Wisdom often is gained through mistakes, but never when one is not willing to admit And those who are impudent to their elders come to no good end. I've got a fat goose hidden away for dinner, but you will get none of it." "I -- I wish I'd never heard of Granny's mistake," whined Reddy to himself as he crept dinnerless to bed. "You ought to wish that you hadn't been impudent," whispered a small voice down inside him. CHAPTER XI: After The Storm The joys and the sunshine that make us glad; The worries and troubles that makes us sad Must come to an end; so why complain Of too little sun or too much rain? - Old Granny Fox. The thing to do is to make the most of the sunshine while it lasts, and when it rains to look forward to the corning of the sun again, knowing that conic it surely will. A dreadful storm was keeping the little people of the Green Forest, the Green Meadows, and the Old |
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