PAGE TEN By Thornton MOTHER PORKY STARTS A J0l'RNl-LY Discontent will ottcn it-ad, To better Liiings tor those iilio heed. -Old Mother Nniurc. Mrs. Prickly Porky was discnii- tented. This was soiiic-it-iiat un- usual for her. As Ii rule, she is satisfied to stay in one place as long as more is plcnty to exit. Often she stays ill one tree for I long ilniv, perhaps for 5('i'Pl'2il days. She isn't given to li'i1V9llI'i;: as so iiiaiiy of tiie Grecii Forest folks are. But Mrs Porky llild become miicii dismiitciited. and her small son Prii-izlcs unis tiic tilllhl” Prickles is what 1: ciilii-ti an rilbiiiti. He had a xiiiitn coat and p.iik eyes. when he shmiiti iiuve liziti :i black coat and black (105. He was the first wliiic p0l'('lip.ili: ever seen in that iicisziiimriiood. 0.” i-nurse everybody in ilir llf'lglll)l)Hitilt)fld camr to see liiiii. Stinie iniks iroin quite n di.xl.'iil("6' .may ('2IlllC in see: him. It uas just ctiziusity that- brought them. Mother Porky didn't Lite it at nil. She is of is retiring dispo- sition. She doesn't want a lot of YOUNGSTERS LOVE ITI MOTHERS ARE GRATEFUL FOR 6MllQi(3 "'4 MM The good - inning, kn! - acting uh, mi nliol .1 itionias' Couansand soc cows Owulopod oxpuuiy ht loud", childish tllrouh by oh. ICIIII inbormery that gave you hut, oiodlvo IudtIIy'I Miitluro hr grown-upnl A-ugh mi colds. rminui with vmimm c. with real coconut Havour Look ioi M.1iven's ......ay wozinll nude for: W. Burgess neighbors. She likes to be alone with nobody around, unless it is some member of her own family. It seemed now as it -she Ind Prickles never could be by them- selves, Little by little. she made up her mind. She is slow in every- thing she does. even in niakinl up her mind. Some folks are like that. The mistakes they make are never from too much haste. At last. her ni.iiid was made up. She would leave that neighborhood. i Sn it was that Prickles started on what to him was a great adven- ture. for of course, where mother went. he went. They didn't hurry, Mother did a little grunting and fretting as they slowly moved nlonz. but grunting and fretting it it part of daily life with the pur.-tipiiie fnlk. It doesn't mean, niiythiiig. They didn't hurry. i "Where are tie going?" asked young Prickles when they stopped to lunch on some willow catkins, the little fur-coated buds that lolks cnli pussy-willows. ”We're going where we can bei by ourselves," grunted Mother' Porky. ”Why?" asked Prickles. "Because we don't want folks around," griinted Motiher Porky. ”Why?" repeated the little por- cupiiie. The Tiny Folk. tA real story of real children for very young children) I Laurie did not know Vivhlt to do with himself. Susan. his playmate. had gone away yesterday to stay with her Uncle Bob. Aunt Beth. and cousin Irene, and she would not be back until tonight. He could not play with David. for Mrs. Dale, hild gone visiting and taken David with her. Peter and Helen were beinlt kept in because they had colds, so there was no one left to play with. He wandered around from one room to the other. He sat on the couch by the kitchen window. resting his chin on his hands as he watched the birds eating their crumbs. He watched a few cars go by. but that wasn't much fun. Then he had an idea. "Mommy may I have some of my old clothes that are too small?" he asked. "I guess so." his mother re- plied. "Run up to your room and find them for yourself." Up he went. He pulled open the bottom drawer, and starting look- ing through it. There was his last year's coat. Underneath was a pair of white boots he had when he was little. Here was a little red cotton sweater. That should fit teddy. He took out the white shoes and red sweater. He looked iuraln for overalls. and found it little pair of plaid ones. He got up on his bed with the clothes and his teddy. It took quite it hit of tugging to get the sweater over Glnger's head and then get his arms into place. The bells in his ears jingled and jingled as if they did not like be- ing bounced around so much. The nveralls weren't so hard. because all Laurie had to do was put the teddy's feet into the legs and pull on the braces. Hr tied a knot in the braces. and they titted iairly well. "What are you doing. Laurie?" called his mother. "I'm just dressing up Glngc-r,", "Because we want to be by our- selves." mother gruntzd. ”Do we? Why?" Prickles persist- ed. "Stop asking silly questions." rc- plied mother fretfuily. When they grew tired they found I. place to rest and take a nap. Such places were not difficult to find because porcupine: are not fussy folks. They are satisfied with simple things. when they were hungry they stopped to eat. Being in the Green Forest among the trees there was always food right at hand. All they did to get I. good meal was to climb I. little way up in in tree. with their big front teeth pull off the rough outer bark, then gnaw the soft juicy inner bark which they dearly love. It being spring. that bark was very good indeed because the sap goes up from the roots where it had been stored all winter. So. at long last. they came to I small pond. "We'll stay here for in while," said Mother Porky. he called hick. "Ilii soon be down." He put the white shoes on Gin- ger and managed to get them to stay on though the lace: did not seem to be just rizzht. His daddy had shown him how to lace his shoes. but those nld lace: would never work right for him. Any- way. the shoes stayed on and that was all that mattered. "Ginger. you look cute." he nld to his teddy. "I think I should get dressed up too. Then we can give Mommy two surprises." He went in to his daddy's room and saw his shoes under the bed. He put his feet into them. new big they were. They made a very loud clump. clump, clump as he tried to walk. He got his Daddy's old suit coat and put it on. He held tip his arms rind waved them around until his hands came out the end of the sleeves. He wrap- ped a red tie around his neck and put on his Daddy's itrey hat. sicpi step: step! That was his mother coming to see iflhc were into nilschief. He picked up Gin- ger and wcni. clumping out to the hall to wait for her. "My goodness!" exclaimed his mother. "Who on earth can this be? This must be a strange man with his little boy. How do you do. Mr. Man. Where did you come from?" Laurie laughcd and shouted. "oh. Mommy. I'm being Daddy. and Ginger is Laurie. Don't we look funny? We wanted to sur- prise you." "You certainly did surprise me.” said his mother. "I could not im- aqine who these strangers were. You look very grown up indeed. Come along downstairs now. for it is about time for Daddy to come home to supper. You can surprise him too." "Let's. -let's." 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