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Show 7r if 4 ESIEESITIIISSSS ST&Y q f ISU TIIORNTOM W. BURGESS I I -v go tell me what you mean by a pocketful," replied I'eter. "Just exactly what 1 said," retorted retort-ed Nimbleheels. "If 1 can Just get a pocket fill of seeds I can bring them back here and we can talk while I eat them." I'eter blinked bis eyes and stared at Nimbleheels in the rudest way. It certainly was most Impolite. "Have you a pocket?" I'eter demanded. de-manded. "Certainly. Of course," replied Nimbleheels. "How in the world was I going to get a pocketful of seeds if 1 hadn't a pocket to put them In? As a matter of fact, I've got two pockets, and mighty handy r A PAIR OF HANDY POCKETS i:S, Indeed," continued Nlm- . . l ble'heels, "1 take the very - atest care of my tail. The way rel about It is that I might just well lose my life as my tall. I pliably would anyway." Vl'robably would what?" asked yier, looking puzzled. ''robably would lose my life, of 'irse, If I should lose my tail," re-5'ed re-5'ed Nimbleheels. "You see, i:: pes of danger I depend on Jump V; to escape, but without looking .i-rectly there would be no use in pockets they are. I really can t imagine how anyone can get along without pockets. Next to my tall I think more of my pockets than of anything else I possess." I'eter was still staring as rudely as ever. "I don't see any," said he. "Where are they?" "In my cheeks, of course. Where else would they be?" replied Nimbleheels. Nim-bleheels. I'eter didn't know where else they might be, so he said nothing. noth-ing. "They are so handy that I simply couldn't get along without them," continued Nimbleheels. Peter sighed. "1 wish I had a pair of handy pockets," said he. (Ei. T. w. Rurtross. WNU Service. 't'ik A lave You a Pocket?" Peter De manded. inplng. And as I have already !d you, It Is my long tail which eps my balance in the air. But .eh a long tail is a great help," ; )ded Nimbleheels with a funny lit- sigh. ''I should say so!" exclaimed Pe-Vr Pe-Vr Rabbit. . The eyes of Nimbleheels twinkled. ; should like to know what you "now about It," said he. n. Peter glanced at his own funny lit-e lit-e bunch of a tail and laughed. Nothing," said he. "My tail isn't e least bit of care. But I was inking that if I had as long a vil for my size as you have for pur size It certainly would be some 11 and some care. I suspect that ts of times when I thought myself ife Inside the dear Old Brier Natch my tail would be way out-de. out-de. 1 really don't see how you ep track of so much tall." "Ob." replied Nimbleheels, "that i ; easy enough. When I am not imping or running about 1 keep It f; lrled around In front of me. Then " know just where It is. By the ay, Peter, do you mind If I go ok for a pocketful of seeds? I m rather hungry." '! "Look as much as you like, I S'liink yon will find plenty here in :e Old Brier Patch, but before you |