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Show ; ADVENTURES 0? TEE TWINS I OY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON r- (Till II AS A I I AST Monday morning. Instead of going to the Meadow Grove chool where Mr. Scribble Scratch was putting lessons les-sons on the blackboard, where Nancy was making a new supply of dunco Saps and w here Nick was ringing the ' M wha' should Chip Chlupmunk do but patter over to the beautiful buckwheat field he had seen waving in the wind on the other .side of Lily Pond. , 'tween a fieidful of temptation and i i school, as Chip did. He climbed over rocks, and scram-1 i bled through gullleu, and waded I through little erodes, and. by and by, tt.ri- he stood, right beside his beau-1 Liul buckwheat field, where thel lrown -white, blossom heads were, nodding with heavv sweet grain, and' .1 few .late bu7.zy-bees were droning1 about lucking up honey. Chip didn't lose a wink of time. He1 I got busy at once snipping off the rie got busy stuffing hi- pouch) imi cheeks with the goodies. Ever since Saturday, when he first Med It at the picnic, Chip's mouth ..ad been watering fr It, for Chip I loves buckwheat about as well as yo I 1 love candy. If you'd see a whole field , of oaramela and lolly-pops and mareh- mallows and other delicious things waving at you and seeming to call out "Some and taste me, little boy, or little girl,' do you think you'd say, I "No. no. kind sugar plums I i can't? I must go to school!" Pehaps you might say it, but I do hope you'll never have to deride ba- grains and stuflfng out his pouchy lit- ! tic cheeks with the gooddles. Soon his sleek little sides weer stuffed-pretty tight, and his tummy was as polld as a baseball, but he kept saying to himself, ' Just one more nibble, just nr.. more nildde' And he waded deop- i er and deeper Into tho field. Suddeny he berd a loud buzzlntr. a very loud one. and he looked up quickly at the waving grain tops high ov er his head But he couldn't soe , anything hut blossoms. 1 "My. that's a loud bee"' he thought |