Show I S L E E P Y T I IW W E TALES A H THE TA L E O OF F I II I II I NIMBLE DEER BY ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY Hi- Hi I I i 3 I I r l l rL t II 3 y tc Q II Learning IL-Learning L Nimble's Nimble s mother hadn't liked Mr l Grouses Grouse's remark about Foxes SomeI Somehow Somehow Some Some- how she couldn't couldn put Foxes Fotes out of or her mind And not once did she mean to let Nimble amble wander out ot pt her sight At first when he was was was' only a tiny chap it was e easy sy for her to keep her young oung son near her But Nimble grew a little livelier with each day that passed And It wasn't long IonA before he began to annoy his mother and worry her lIeI too For he soon fell tell into the habit of d dodging behind something or other such as a a. bab baby pine tree or a clump nn of ot blackberry n. n L bushes when his n. n A I Every time she missed her spotted fawn the poor lady was sure a Fox had snatched him up and dragged him I away And when she found Nimble again she was so glad hadn't the heart to punIsh punIsh- punish him However Ve one day clay she sho talked to him quite severely l s Do you ou want a catch and catch and eat you cat you she asked him No mother Has a a. fox ever er eaten you jou ou Certainly not o mother mother I answered an an j Do you ou expect to be Fox caught by a I I No Indeed said his mother Then Therm there cant can't be any great reat dancer danger dan dan- ger Nimble remarked lightly Ah Theres There's always danger of Foxes so long as youre you're a little fawn she explained When hen youre you're or or even half haIt grown rOWn up I grown grown no no Fox would Mould dare touch you But if you rou wandered away alone at your tender met a Fox Foa- Foa Well AVell ell the tha age poor and lady you I was so upset by the mere thought of what might happen that she couldn't sr say SAV v anything more just then But t her son Nimble was riot not upset If uIt I I met Fox a he hf declared ly Id b be safe enough Id I'd brave stand perfectly per per- er- er still And he ho wouldn't be able to see me rue o on account of m my spots Ah Alit But If the wind happened I bo be to blowing his way hed he'd be sure to smell rp lI you ou cried io ninth a i I I I I i I jump nu no ne at W you find nd yOU And h he helm V would Yd Id run away from him lm then said Nimble stoutly His Ills mother shook her head Youre i ou re spry for your age But you ou are too slow low to escape a Fox Youre You're not g t quick know I w eft enough how quick u for that We Foxes yet are rl Ys You So i I look bolt fc out Look out for a sly fellow with a pointed nose and a a. bushy tall tail I In spite of or all these warnings Nimble Nimbi I didn't feel the tIme least bit alarmed And nd the older he lie grew the less he heeded his mothers mother's words lIe He thought ht sh she was too careful She seemed always alwa's be on on n the watch for some to Ganger She Sh was forever fore stopping to look back lest somebody or something might be foi following fol- fol lowing her Wh Whenever never she picked a good resting place behind a out clump of ot evergreens out of or the wind Jay ay down without first retracing she ne never ner ever r her steps for a little wa way and peering all an around Then course of or course she lm had to tn walk back again before she sank flank down on the bed ot of her choosing It all seemed very silly to young Nimble the use he finally asked her one day the U use e ot of files files- in so much over your Our tracks You should hould always know what's be be- be I hind you said his mother I f Besides I If cant can't rest well if Im I'm uneasy sr St K for Do she you ou feel teel easy now now he Inquired had Just then lain JaIn down after giving her back tracks hoc bet Usual at attention j closed Quite her said Nimble's mother as assile SA of contentment eyes and heaved a deep sigh Vl Her lIen answer pleased Nimble jHa H H smiled faintly as he watched her close ly b l And he head nodded chuckled when his moths mothr m others three times and then lower and lower without Presently Nimble rose to his t. t feet vP t making the slightest r rustle rusle And very carefully he stole away JMj T. Cop Copyright 1922 92 by N News i paper Service Service New York JH Tomorrow Nimble Jumps Wall the Stone Ston Fricht and S Gives His Mother lother a Great |