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60. TERRAPIN RACES (57)<br />

(FIFTH VERSION)<br />

(Tuggle collection)<br />

One day <strong>the</strong> Deer was lying in <strong>the</strong> grass chewing his cud, when a Terrapin crawled near. The Deer looked at him moving slowly along,<br />

<strong>and</strong> said: "Why, bro<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin, you crawl as though you are sick. Why don't you go faster?"<br />

"Oh, bro<strong>the</strong>r Deer, I like to go this way. I can run fast, <strong>and</strong> I can beat you running," replied <strong>the</strong> Terrapin. The Deer laughed.<br />

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[paragraph continues] "When do you want to try it?" he asked. "Any time. How will tomorrow suit you?" responded <strong>the</strong> Terrapin.<br />

So it was agreed that <strong>the</strong>y should have <strong>the</strong> race <strong>the</strong> following day. They selected <strong>the</strong> ground <strong>and</strong> chose <strong>the</strong> Rabbit as judge. The Terrapin<br />

went to see all his friends that evening <strong>and</strong> told <strong>the</strong>m that <strong>the</strong> honor <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> family was at stake <strong>and</strong> appealed to <strong>the</strong>m to aid in maintaining<br />

it. All having said <strong>the</strong>y would, he continued, "Now here is my plan. I will meet <strong>the</strong> Deer to-morrow on <strong>the</strong> ground we picked out, <strong>and</strong> tell<br />

him I prefer to run through <strong>the</strong> grass <strong>and</strong> let him run along <strong>the</strong> trail. Well, this is <strong>the</strong> way we can beat him. I will start <strong>of</strong>f at <strong>the</strong> word<br />

through <strong>the</strong> grass <strong>and</strong> you will be stationed in <strong>the</strong> grass along <strong>the</strong> way, <strong>and</strong> when you hear <strong>the</strong> Doer running on <strong>the</strong> trail, you can run a little<br />

way <strong>and</strong> stop. If <strong>the</strong> Deer calls out 'Oh, bro<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin, where are you?' you can tell him 'Here I am crawling along in <strong>the</strong> grass,' <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

last one can crawl up to where <strong>the</strong> Rabbit will be sitting, when he hears <strong>the</strong> Deer coming, <strong>and</strong> claim <strong>the</strong> race." They all agreed that this was<br />

a fine plan, except <strong>the</strong> Terrapin who was assigned to <strong>the</strong> last station, <strong>and</strong> he said <strong>the</strong> Deer would know he was not <strong>the</strong> same Terrapin <strong>and</strong><br />

would suspect some trick. So <strong>the</strong> first <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> last Terrapin exchanged places, <strong>the</strong> last being cautioned to hide in <strong>the</strong> grass near <strong>the</strong> starting<br />

place so that <strong>the</strong> Deer could not see him plainly. They separated <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> Terrapins all took <strong>the</strong>ir places along <strong>the</strong> race course.<br />

The next day <strong>the</strong> Deer galloped over <strong>the</strong> prairie <strong>and</strong>, reaching <strong>the</strong> starting point, called out: "Oh, bro<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin, where are you?" "Here I<br />

am," answered <strong>the</strong> Terrapin hiding in <strong>the</strong> grass. "Well, are you ready?" asked <strong>the</strong> Deer. "Yes," said <strong>the</strong> Terrapin, <strong>and</strong> at <strong>the</strong> word <strong>the</strong> Deer<br />

leaped forward. Hearing no sound in <strong>the</strong> grass after going some distance, he called out, "Where are you, bro<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin?" One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

Terrapins answered, "Here I am down in <strong>the</strong> grass crawling along."<br />

The Deer was surprised, so he ran faster <strong>and</strong> called out, "Oh, bro<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin, where are you?" Ano<strong>the</strong>r Terrapin answered, "Here I am,<br />

just a-crawling through <strong>the</strong> grass." So <strong>the</strong> Deer ran with all his might <strong>and</strong> did not stop till he reached <strong>the</strong> Rabbit. But just as he thought he<br />

had won <strong>the</strong> race, he saw <strong>the</strong> Terrapin crawl up to <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> course. The Rabbit decided that <strong>the</strong> Terrapin had won.<br />

61. THE BUNGLING HOST (58)<br />

(Tuggle collection)<br />

The Bear invited <strong>the</strong> Rabbit to dinner. When he came <strong>the</strong> Bear called his wife <strong>and</strong> said: "Have peas for dinner. The Rabbit loves peas."<br />

"But <strong>the</strong>re is no grease with which to cook <strong>the</strong>m," said <strong>the</strong> Bear's wife.<br />

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"Oh," said <strong>the</strong> Bear, "that's no trouble. Bring me a knife." She brought <strong>the</strong> knife <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> Bear took it <strong>and</strong> split between his toes, while <strong>the</strong><br />

Rabbit looked on in wonder. "No grease between my toes," said <strong>the</strong> Bear. "Well, I know where <strong>the</strong>re is some." So he cut a gash in his side<br />

<strong>and</strong> out ran <strong>the</strong> grease. His wife took it <strong>and</strong> cooked <strong>the</strong> peas, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>y had a fine dinner <strong>and</strong> vowed always to be good friends.<br />

The Rabbit invited <strong>the</strong> Bear to take dinner with him <strong>the</strong> next day.<br />

"Where do you live?" asked <strong>the</strong> Bear. Pointing to an old sedge-grass field, <strong>the</strong> Rabbit replied, "Way over yonder in that big white house."<br />

The Bear started <strong>the</strong> next morning <strong>and</strong> sought in vain for <strong>the</strong> big white house, but while w<strong>and</strong>ering in <strong>the</strong> sedge came near stepping on his<br />

new friend who was sleeping in his bed.<br />

"What's that! What are you tramping over me for?" cried <strong>the</strong> Rabbit as he was awakened by <strong>the</strong> footsteps <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Bear.<br />

"Oh, I am trying to find your big white house." Laughing at <strong>the</strong> joke, <strong>the</strong> Rabbit invited <strong>the</strong> Bear to be seated, <strong>and</strong> said he would have<br />

dinner ordered. He called his wife <strong>and</strong> told her to have peas for dinner. "But <strong>the</strong>re is no grease." "That's a small matter. Bring me a knife,"<br />

proudly exclaimed <strong>the</strong> Rabbit. When his wife came with <strong>the</strong> knife, he held up one <strong>of</strong> his forefeet <strong>and</strong> split between his toes. "What, no<br />

grease? Then I know where I can find it," <strong>and</strong> he gave a thrust into his side. But <strong>the</strong> blood gushed out, <strong>and</strong> he fell to earth with a scream.<br />

The Bear cried, "You little fool, your side is not like mine," <strong>and</strong>, lifting his friend all covered with blood, he put him on his bed. "Send for<br />

<strong>the</strong> doctor, Doctor Turkey Buzzard," said <strong>the</strong> Bear to <strong>the</strong> Rabbit's wife, who was weeping bitterly, while <strong>the</strong> little Rabbits ga<strong>the</strong>red around<br />

in tears. "Run for <strong>the</strong> doctor," she said to one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> little Rabbits, <strong>and</strong> away he ran at <strong>the</strong> top <strong>of</strong> his speed.<br />

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