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   >       SLEEPY-TIME TALES   
      
    JOEL: Good-night.   
      
   >       (Trademark Registered)   
      
     TOM: Copyright trademark do not steal I already mailed it to myself.   
      
   >   
   >       THE TALE OF   
      
    CROW: Terrors!   
      
   >       GRUMPY   
      
    CROW: Or mild crankiness!   
      
   >       WEASEL   
      
     TOM: We's al what?   
      
   >       BY   
   >       ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY   
      
    JOEL: Weasels are by Arthur Scott Bailey?   
     TOM: That's not as good as the time Beatrix Potter created kangaroos.   
      
   >       Author of   
   >       "TUCK-ME-IN TALES"   
      
    CROW: The official tales of Forrest Tucker!   
      
   >       (Trademark Registered)   
      
     TOM: Copyright trademark do not steal.   
      
   >   
   >   
   >       ILLUSTRATED BY   
      
    JOEL: Pictures!  Your leading image source!   
      
   >       HARRY L. SMITH   
      
    CROW: CBS News.   
      
   >   
   >   
   >   
   >       NEW YORK   
      
    JOEL: Illustrated by Harry L Smith *and* New York?   
      
   >       GROSSET & DUNLAP   
      
     TOM: Wallace and Grosset?   
      
   >       PUBLISHERS   
   >       Made in the United States of America   
      
    CROW: o/` Made!  In the USA! o/`   
      
   >   
   >       Copyright, 1920, BY   
   >       GROSSET & DUNLAP   
      
    JOEL: The tire people?   
      
   >   
   >       CONTENTS   
      
     TOM: Malcontents!   
      
      
   >       CHAPTER         PAGE   
   >       I       A Slim Rascal   1   
   >       II      At the Old Stone Wall   5   
   >       III     Master Robin's Lesson   9   
      
    CORW: A haiku!   
      
   >       IV      Hunting a Hole  13   
      
    JOEL: Where the rain gets in ...   
      
   >       V       Solomon Owl Interrupts  18   
   >       VI      Mr. Meadow Mouse Escapes        23   
      
    CROW: A crossover with the _Tale of Mister Meadow Mouse_?  Dare we hope?   
      
   >       VII     Paddy Muskrat's Blunder 28   
   >       VIII    The Dare        33   
      
     TOM: The Double Dare!   
    CROW: We do dare!   
      
   >       IX      Saving His Feet 38   
      
    JOEL: For marriage!   
      
   >       X       Ha! and Ha, Ha! 42   
      
    CROW: They say it's hard to understand old-time humor but I don't know, this   
   makes sense to me.   
      
   >       XI      A Long Race     46   
   >       XII     Winning by a Trick      51   
   >       XIII    Silly Mrs. Hen  56   
      
     TOM: Silly Mrs Hen sleeps in the park, shaves in the dark, trying to save   
   paper.   
      
   >       XIV     Grumpy Vanishes 60   
   >       XV      The Great Mystery       64   
   >       XVI     Guarding the Corncrib   69   
      
    CROW: Corncrib?   
      
   >       XVII    Grumpy's Mistake        73   
   >       XVIII   Pop! Goes the Weasel    78   
      
     TOM: I bet Arthur Scott Bailey wrote this whole book just for that chapter   
   title.   
      
   >       XIX     Hiding from Henry Hawk  83   
      
    JOEL: 'Enery the 'Awk, 'e is.   
      
   >       XX      A Free Ride     88   
   >       XXI     A New Suit      93   
   >       XXII    Grumpy's Threat 98   
      
    CROW: Wait, we only spend five pages on the new suit?   
      
   >       XXIII   A Bold Stranger 103   
   >       XXIV    Fur and Feathers        107   
      
     TOM: Sounds like a New Wave band's big song.   
      
   >       XXV     Peter Mink's Promise    112   
      
    JOEL: I knew a Peter Mink back in high school.   
      
   >       XXVI    How Grumpy Helped       116   
      
     TOM: Did he slug someone?  I bet he slugged someone.   
      
   >   
   >       ILLUSTRATIONS   
   >               FACING PAGE   
      
    JOEL: Oh, that'll make them easier to see.   
      
   >       Grumpy Weasel and Jimmy Rabbit Run a Race.      Frontispiece   
      
    CROW: 'Tis piece, 'tis.   
      
   >       Master Robin Escapes From Grumpy Weasel.        10   
   >       Grumpy Nearly Catches Paddy Muskrat.    34   
   >       Grumpy Calls on Mrs. Hen.       50   
      
     TOM: [ Yelling ] Yo!  Mrs Hen!   
      
   >       Grumpy Weasel Visits the Corncrib.      74   
      
    JOEL: Corncrib.   
      
   >       Sandy Chipmunk Runs from Grumpy Weasel. 98   
      
     TOM: Sounds like this book is all people avoiding Grumpy Weasel.   
      
   >   
   >       THE TALE OF GRUMPY WEASEL   
      
    CROW: What kind of animal do you suppose Grumpy is?   
    JOEL: Oh, he's a pronghorn antelope.   
     TOM: Named 'Weasel'?   
     JOEL: That's why he's grumpy.   
      
   >   
   >       I   
      
     TOM: I, Weasel.   
    JOEL: I M Weasel.   
    CROW: Eh.   
      
   >   
   >       A SLIM RASCAL   
      
    CROW: But a cute little dickens!   
      
   >   
   >       Old Mr. Crow   
      
    JOEL: [ Nudges CROW ]   
    CROW: WHat?   
      
   >                    often remarked that if Grumpy Weasel   
   > really wanted to be of some use in the world he would spend   
   > his time at the sawmill filling knot holes in boards.   
      
    JOEL: It's a weird hill to die on, but Old Mr Crow's chosen it.   
     TOM: Who wants to be of use in the world?  I want to play Animal Crossing   
   and eat cheese.   
      
   >   
   >       "He's so slender," Mr. Crow would say,   
      
     ALL: How slender is he?   
      
   >                                              "that he can   
   > push himself into a knot hole no bigger round than Farmer   
   > Green's thumb."   
      
    JOEL: Huh.   
    CROW: Welp, guess that *is* slender.   
     TOM: Not going to match *any* celebrities on that one.  Even Richard Dawson   
   is like, really?  You're leaving me with *that*?   
      
   >   
   >       Naturally it did not please old Mr. Crow   
      
    CROW: I don't know, I feel pretty indifferent about hearing this myself.   
      
   >                                                when Solomon   
   > Owl went out of his way one day to tell him that he was sadly   
   > mistaken.   
      
     TOM: Classic Solomon Owl, though.   
      
   >           For after hearing some gossip repeat Mr. Crow's   
   > opinion Solomon Owl---the wise old bird---   
      
    CROW: [ As Solomon ] Bird?  Oh, no, no, I'm a dikdik, my family married into   
   the Owls is all.   
      
   >                                            had given several   
   > long hoots and hurried off,   
      
    JOEL: Well, you want me to hoot I'll hoot but that's your business.   
      
   >                             though it was broad daylight, to   
   > set Mr. Crow right.   
      
    CROW: I tell you,  I have no emotional investment in whether Grumpy Weasel   
   should be filling knotholes down at the sawmill.   
      
   >   
   >       "The trouble---" Solomon explained when he had found   
   > Mr. Crow on the edge of the woods---   
      
     TOM: Trouble?  In River City?   
      
   >                                     "the trouble with your   
   > plan to have Grumpy Weasel work in the sawmill is that he   
   > wouldn't keep a knot hole filled longer than a jiffy.   
      
    JOEL: [ As Lum Edwards ] OK, Abner, I was sayin' Grumpy Weasel *could*, not   
   ...   
     TOM: [ As Abner Peabody ] And another thing, Lum ...   
      
   >                                                       It's   
   > true that he can fit a very small hole.   
      
    CROW: Or one medium-size divot.   
    JOEL: A decent-sized pock mark.   
     TOM: Heck near any rilles.   
      
   >                                         But if you'd ever   
   > watched him closely you'd know that he's in a hole and out   
   > the other side so fast you can scarcely see what happens.   
      
    CROW: So the whole watching thing is pointless, right?   
     TOM: The *hole* watching thing.   
      
   > He's entirely too active to fill the bill."   
      
    JOEL: No bill-filling.  Try a Kyle or a Tom first.   
      
   >   
   >       Old Mr. Crow made a queer noise in his throat, which   
   > showed that Solomon Owl had made him angry.   
      
    CROW: All I can imagine is doing that weird Picard laugh?   
      
   >   
   >       "I never said anything about Grumpy Weasel's filling   
   > any bills," Mr. Crow spluttered.   
      
     TOM: Good, cause if you fill a bird's bill how can they talk?   
      
   >                                  "Knot holes were what I had   
      
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