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"I am afraid you will be some puffed-up youngsters in the morning," he
said. "But I guess you will know poison ivy next time."
Sure enough, next morning poor Buster could hardly see out of his eyes.
His face and paws were swelled and puffy and oh, how they itched!
"Simon Skunk meant to be kind to you, Buster, because Grand-daddy had been
good to him," said Mother Graymouse.
"Next time I'll mind Simon and leave the old ivy alone, Mammy," promised
Buster sadly.
CHAPTER X
SNOWED IN
The autumn days passed swiftly. Yellow, crimson, and russet leaves
fluttered to the ground. Early in the mornings the grass was frosted in
white.
Granny, Mother Graymouse and Aunt Squeaky were busily preparing for
winter. In the cool cave behind their bungalow, were rows of jelly
glasses; boxes of tiny red apples from the orchard; plenty of little
potatoes which the hired men had left in Mr. Giant's garden, and a bucket
of fish which Scamper and Limpy-toes had caught and Uncle Squeaky had
salted.
"Ah, it is good to have a plenty!" sighed Granny. "Last winter we wondered
how we should get our supply of fruit and vegetables.
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