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The Chipmunk explained that it had rained nuts
through the top of the tree—"Besides, I found a
few buried!" It laughed and chuckled when it
heard Timmy's story.
While Timmy was confined to bed, it 'ticed him to
eat quantities—"But how shall I ever get out
through that hole unless I thin myself? My wife
will be anxious!" "Just another nut—or two nuts;
let me crack them for you," said the Chipmunk.
Timmy Tiptoes grew fatter and fatter!
Now, Goody Tiptoes had set to work again by
herself. She did not put any more nuts into the
woodpecker's hole, because she had always
doubted how they could be got out again. She hid
them under a tree root; they rattled down, down,
down.
Once when Goody emptied an extra big bagful,
there was a decided squeak; and next time Goody
brought another bagful, a little striped Chipmunk
scrambled out in a hurry.
