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Timmy Tiptoes sat out, enjoying the breeze; he whisked his tail and
chuckled—"Little wife Goody, the nuts are ripe; we must lay up a
store for winter and spring." Goody Tiptoes was busy pushing moss
under the thatch—"The nest is so snug, we shall be sound asleep all
winter." "Then we shall wake up all the thinner, when there is
nothing to eat in spring-time," replied prudent Timothy.
When Timmy and Goody Tiptoes came to the nut thicket, they found
other squirrels were there already.
Timmy took off his jacket and hung it on a twig; they worked away
quietly by themselves.