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He could see Farmer Brown's house and barn and near them the Old Orchard where Johnny Chuck had spent the summer with Polly Chuck and their baby Chucks. He knew every nook and corner in the old stone wall and many times he had been to the Old Orchard. HE COULD SEE FARMER BROWN'S HOUSE AND BARN AND NEAR THEM THE OLD ORCHARD WHERE JOHNNY CHUCK HAD SPENT THE SUMMER WITH POLLY CHUCK AND THEIR BABY CHUCKS HE KNEW EVERY NOOK AND CORNER IN THE OLD STONE WALL AND MANY TIMES HE HAD BEEN TO THE OLD ORCHARD
o he didn't know where, and all because of his mean disposition and bad tongue. If he hadn't called Bobby Coon names that morning at the top of his voice, Shadow the Weasel might not have found him. He knew that Shadow has a long memory, and that he would never forget the trick by which Chatterer had escaped, and so the only way Chatterer would ever be able to have a moment's peace would be to leave the Green Forest for as long as Shadow the Weasel chose to stay there. Chatterer shivered inside his warm, red fur coat as he thought of the long, cold winter and how hard it would be to find enough to eat. Was ever any one else in such a dreadful fix? Presently he came to the edge of the Green Forest. He sat down to rest in the top of a tree where he could look off over the Green Meadows. Far, far away he could see the Purple Hills, behind which jolly, round, red Mr. Sun goes to bed every night. He could see the old stone wall that separates Farmer Brown's cornfield from the Green Meadows. HEM AND GO WHERE HE DIDN'T KNOW WHERE AND ALL BECAUSE OF HIS MEAN DISPOSITION AND BAD TONGUE IF HE HADN'T CALLED BOBBY COON NAMED THAT MORNING AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE SHADOW THE WEASEL MIGHT NOT HAVE FOUND HIM HE KNEW THAT SHADOW HAS A LONG MEMORY AND THAT HE WOULD NEVER FORGET THE TRICK BY WHICH CHATTERER HAD ESCAPED AND SO THE ONLY WAY CHATTERER WOULD EVER BE ABLE TO HAVE A MOMENT'S PEACE WOULD BE TO LEAVE THE GREEN FOREST FOR AS LONG AS SHADOW THE WEASEL CHOSE TO STAY THERE CHATTERER SHIVERED INSIDE HIS WARM RED FUR COAT AS HE THOUGHT OF THE LONG COLD WINTER AND HOW HARD IT WOULD BE TO FIND ENOUGH TO EAT WAS EVER ANY ONE ELSE SUCH A DREADFUL FIX PRESENTLY HE CAME TO THE EDGE OF THE GREEN FOREST HE SAT DOWN TO REST IN THE TOP OF A TREE WHERE HE COULD LOOK OFF OVER THE GREEN MEADOWS FAR FAR AWAY HE COULD SEE THE PURPLE HILLS BEHIND WHICH JOLLY ROUND RED MISTER SUN GOES TO BED EVERY NIGHT HE COULD SEE THE OLD STONE WALL THAT SEPARATED FARMER BROWN'S CORD FIELD THROUGH THE GREEN MEADOWS
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