toes until
she could walk as nicely as you please over the snow. And what is more,
Loving Mother Nature had taught her to dive into a snowbank where she
could stay for the night as snug and warm as you please, when Old Mr.
North Wind blew upon his chilly horn.

Neither did Squirrel Nutcracker care that the ground was covered with
snow, and he could find no more nuts. He had a supply hidden safely away
in the old hollow chestnut tree. But he did mind having other people
take them. And when his cousin, Chatterbox, in his red fur coat, tried
to break into his storehouse, Squirrel Nutcracker was as mad as mad
could be.

"Whoever steals a nut from me
From out my storehouse in this tree,
A friend of mine shall be no more,
So let him stay outside my store."

Chatterbox grew very angry as he peeped down from the chestnut tree and
saw Little Jack Rabbit with a big smile on his face. It told the naughty
red squirrel that the little rabbit knew whom the little gray squirrel
meant.

But when Little Jack Rabbit opened his knapsack and took out a lemon
lollypop, you should have seen those two squirrels forget all about
their quarrel and scramble down the big chestnut tree. Yes, sir.
Squirrel Nutcracker forgot that Chatterbox wanted to steal his nuts, and
Chatterbox forgot that he had been caught! And now that I come to think
it over, perhaps that is the reason the little bunny laughed just before
he opened his knapsack! I guess he knew how quickly those two little
squirrels would forget everything when they saw a lemon lollypop!

"Now promise me one thing to-day,
You little squirrels, red and gray,
That you will quarrel nevermore
Nor steal a nut from any store.
For he who steals will always end
In having neither love nor friend."

Now don't you think it wonderful that the little rabbit could make up
such lovely poetry? Well, I do, but the two little squirrels thought
what he does in the next story even more wonderful.

But you must not impatient get,
If mother says, it's growing late.
Just wait until another time,
And kiss good-night your Auntie Kate.

JIMMY JAY

Now just as I finished the last story Little Jack Rabbit handed Squirrel
Nutcracker and Chatterbox each a lovely lemon lollypop. I would have
told you that before, only I had no more room, so I had to wait. But
it's a good thing the little Squirrels didn't have to wait, isn't it?

Well