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Nothing like thing! all your own; T511188 you know are yours alone. -—- Little Cltlltmlillk.
On the Big Rock in the Smiling Pool sat Little Stripes the young Chipmunk -who had started out to make o. place for himself in the Great \Vorld. Probably he was m; surprised at being there as you would have been had you mp. pened to see him there. He had lhvllsht he couldn't swim unLll Bowser the Hound had come up behind him as he sat on the bank of the Smiling Pool. He was in the water and swimming before he had time to think what he was doing. Now he was resting before going on to the other shore. All the Smiling Pool was chuckling at the care he had taken not to get his tail wet. He held it straight up as he swam. It is the Chipmunk way, but this was the first time any of the Smiling Pool folk had seen a Chipmunk swim and it, seemed funny to them.
When he - was rested Little smiles swam ashore. ‘He won't afraid this time. He held his tall out of water as before and pad. dled fast. When he reached the other siiore he decided he mo had enough of the Smiling Pool. He didn't belong there. Other folks might like living there, but 1r didn't suit him at all. He didn't b61011! there and nobody had to tell him so. He wouldn't care it
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The North-South bidding in to- day's deal was excellent, and
South started off well in playing his grand-slam contract. Unfor- lillfllilfily. however. he (altered in the "home stretch."
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‘West. convinced that South had been telling the truth when he cue-bid clubs, and equally con- vinced that the opponents were prepared for a lead in the unbid suit, hearts, tried the desperation opening of the spade nine, even though South had bid that suit. Dummy‘s queen won, and South
l. heart to the ace and ruffed the last club, but West hastily discard- ed his remaining spade. and South
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perfect, but he one vital point! East had over- called the opening bid in clubs and certainly might hold a six- card suit. Thus, West might be able to get rid of a card on the fourth round of clubs — and that card might well be a spadel Be- fore going over to dummy's heart ace, it was absolutely vital that South should first make use of dum- my‘s second spade entry! Then. after ruffing away the last club, it would be safe l.o lead the heart ace, draw West's remaining trump (South discardin! n heart), and claim the last tricks with spades.
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immediately ruffed a club. He led 1g who it was. saw the little pile
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he tried to do so by leading a you mgy 11nd in s hole, spade, West ruffedand returned a heart. and South was down two He could see the bottom of it and
South's general plan of play was wonders about holes. All sorts of overlooked " the things may be found in holes.
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Now he was resting before going on to the other shore
he never saw water again except- ing to drink. Bowser the. Hound was still on the other side, so Little Stripes scampered away as fast as his small legs could take him. He didn't know where he was going. but it would be some place where there were trees and bushes and dry ground and, o! course. plenty of good things to eat. As he ran he kept under cover of grass and weeds as best he could. So at last he came to the edge of the Green Forrest.
There were big trees and small trees and along the edge there were bushes. Scattered about were s. few big rocks. There were hldifli places under the rocks and holes under roots. They gave him a wonderful feeling of safety. And there Iwas plenty to eat without having to go far for it. The little Chipmunk liked it there. He liked it more and more. Without plan- ning to stay he did stay day after day. Although he didn't realize it at first, something had happened. Old Mother Nature had stopped tickling his feet with Wanderlust, that queer itching that won't ai- low folks to stay long in one place.
One day he sow a. Beetle go into a small hole in the ground. Ho dug after it and in a moment had it. It had been easy digging. That soil was sandy, not too loose yet loose enough to be dug out without too much work. Instead of work dig- ging in it was fun. After eating ,the beetle he went back to dig- gtng. He dug with his hands and with his hind feet kicked the sand out behind him. This was just at first. He dug straight down for e little way, lust a few inches. When he grew s. bit tired and quit and climbed up on a big rock. He liked to sit up there and look about and listen to all the woodland sounds while he took a. sun bath. There were many sounds. some o! them you and I couldn't have heard. They were too fine for our ears. But the little Chipmunk could hear them. He forgot the hole he had dug.
Presently he saw some one com- ing his way. He had seen this fel- low over by the old stone well where he had been born and where his father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. Striped Chipmunk, still lived. He was a friend of theirs, so he couldn't. be anybody to be afraid of. Little Stripes continued to sit there on top of the bis rock right in plain sight. ~
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of earth from the hole Little Stripes had dug. He went over to look at that hole. Peter always
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"I wonder who dug this and what for. it isn't much o! a hole," said Peter.
"It isn't finished," spoke up the young Chipmunk.
Peter looked up. "Oh, so it is you! You must be one of Striped Chipmunks children," he ex- claimed.
"l am," replied Little Stripes. Then he added something that until that. very minute he hadn't known himself. "I'm going to have a home o! my own and that is the
beginning of it." “You don't say," said Peter.
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