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Still the old fellow never stirred.
"Where's your ear of corn?" he inquired.
"Oh! I'll give you that the next time I pa.s.s this way," said Sandy. And he made up his mind that he would take good care to keep away from Uncle Sammy's house.
But Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n was too sharp.
"That won't do at all," he said. "I must have the corn before I give you the nuts."
So Sandy Chipmunk stepped to the door.
"I'll come back soon," he said. And he ran all the way to Farmer Green's cornfield, to get an ear of green corn. And then he ran all the way back to Uncle Sammy's house.
"There!" Sandy said. "There's your ear of corn!" He laid it upon the table. "Now give me a handful of beechnuts."
"Step right in and help yourself," Uncle Sammy answered.
"No!" said Sandy. "You give me the nuts." He knew that Uncle Sammy's hands were much bigger than his own and would hold more nuts.
"I should think you might get them," the old scamp grumbled. "I've a lame knee, you know."
"But I said a 'handful'--not a 'kneeful,'" Sandy answered. "Of course, if you don't want this juicy ear of corn, there are others that would like it." He started to pick the ear of corn off the table when Uncle Sammy rose quickly.
"All right!" he cried. "But it's the old-fas.h.i.+oned way; and I don't like it." Then he gave Sandy a small handful of beechnuts.
Sandy Chipmunk ate them right on the spot. And he began to feel very happy. He had noticed that Uncle Sammy tossed the ear of corn into a basket which stood beneath the table. And the basket was full of corn.
Sandy could reach it just as easily from the front of the table as Uncle Sammy could from behind it.
And Sandy Chipmunk had thought all at once of a way to get a good many nuts away from Uncle Sammy, to pay for all the wheat Uncle Sammy had eaten.
VIII
THE BASKET OF CORN
"What are those nuts on the top shelf?" Sandy Chipmunk asked Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n.
Now, Uncle Sammy had been keeping store so short a time that he didn't exactly know what was on every one of his shelves. So he wheeled around and looked up. And as soon as his back was turned, Sandy Chipmunk reached down under the table and pulled an ear of corn out of the big basket.
"They're b.u.t.ternuts," Uncle Sammy said. "And they're the same price as the beechnuts."
"Give me one handful," Sandy said.
"_Give_ you a handful--" Uncle Sammy snapped.
But Sandy Chipmunk smiled at him.
"I mean, _sell_ me a handful," he explained. "And here's your ear of corn." It really was Uncle Sammy's ear of corn, you know--just as Sandy said.
But Uncle Sammy didn't know that. He didn't know it had come out of his own basket. So he threw it into the basket and set a handful of b.u.t.ternuts before Sandy Chipmunk.
Sandy was longer eating those, for the sh.e.l.ls were harder and thicker than the beechnut sh.e.l.ls. But in a little while he was ready for more.
"How about your chestnuts?" he asked.
And Uncle Sammy turned his back again.
"I have a few," he said.
"I'll buy a handful," Sandy told him, as he pulled another ear of corn out of the basket.
And after that Sandy bought hickory nuts and hazelnuts and walnuts.
"How about peanuts?" he asked then. "I've never eaten any; but I've heard they are very good."
Uncle Sammy stood up and searched his shelves very carefully. And while he was searching, Sandy Chipmunk took six ears of green corn out of the big basket under the table.
"I don't seem to have any peanuts," Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n said at last.
"Well--have you any nutmegs?" Sandy inquired.
And while Uncle Sammy was looking for nutmegs, Sandy Chipmunk slyly took six more ears from the basket. He had more corn now than he could carry.
So he quickly tossed it out through the doorway.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Uncle Sammy Searched His Shelves Carefully]
Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n had to admit at last that he had no nutmegs. But Sandy kept him busy hunting for almonds and Brazil nuts and pecans, though he knew well enough that nothing of the sort grew in those woods.
By the time Uncle Sammy stopped looking there was no more corn left in his basket. But there was a great pile of corn on the ground just outside his door, where Sandy Chipmunk had thrown it.
Then Sandy said he must be going. And long before Uncle Sammy stirred out of his house Sandy had carried the corn away and hid it in a good, safe place. He thought that if he left it to dry it would make just as good food for winter as the wheat Uncle Sammy had eaten. And that was just what happened.
That night, long after Sandy Chipmunk had left the store, Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n had a great surprise. When he went to the basket, to get some green corn for his supper, there was not a single ear there.
"That's queer!" Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n exclaimed. "It was full this afternoon.
And now there's not an ear left. I don't remember eating it." He thought deeply for a long time. And after a while he said to himself: "I wonder if it could have been that Chipmunk boy?" But he decided that Sandy was too small to have carried away all those big ears under his very nose. "I must have eaten it," he told himself. "I'm getting terribly forgetful."
And since he thought he had already had his supper, Uncle Sammy c.o.o.n went to bed without any supper at all.
IX
WORKING FOR MR. CROW