`` Chug-a-rum , '' said Grandfather Frog . `` My cousin , Mr. Toad , talks too much . '' But he settled himself comfortably on the big lily pad , and this is what he told Danny Meadow Mouse : `` Once upon a time , when the world was young , Mr. Meadow Mouse , your grandfather a thousand times removed , was a very fine gentleman . He took a great deal of pride in his appearance , did Mr. Meadow Mouse , and they used to say on the Green Meadows that he spent an hour , a full hour , every day combing his whiskers and brushing his coat . `` Anyway , he was very fine to look upon , was Mr. Meadow Mouse , and not the least attractive thing about him was his beautiful , long , slim tail , of which he was very proud . `` Now about this time there was a great deal of trouble on the Green Meadows and in the Green Forest , for some one was stealing -- yes , stealing ! Mr. Rabbit complained first . To be sure , Mr. Rabbit was lazy and his cabbage patch had grown little more than weeds while he had been minding other folks ' affairs rather than his own , but , then , that was no reason why he should lose half of the little which he did raise . And that is just what he said had happened . `` No one really believed what Mr. Rabbit said , for he had such a bad name for telling things which were not so that when he did tell the truth no one could be quite sure of it . `` So no one paid much heed to what Mr. Rabbit said until Happy Jack Squirrel one day went to his snug little hollow in the big chestnut tree where he stores his nuts and discovered half had been stolen . Then Striped Chipmunk lost the greater part of his winter store of corn . A fat trout was stolen from Billy Mink . `` It was a terrible time , for every one suspected every one else , and no one on the Green Meadows was happy . `` One evening Mr. Meadow Mouse went for a stroll along the Crooked Little Path up the hill . It was dark , very dark indeed . But just as he passed Striped Chipmunk 's granary , the place where he stores his supply of corn and acorns for the winter , Mr. Meadow Mouse met his cousin , Mr. Wharf Rat . Now Mr. Wharf Rat was very big and strong and Mr. Meadow Mouse had for a long time looked up to and admired him . '' ` Good evening , Cousin Meadow Mouse , ' said Mr. Wharf Rat , swinging a bag down from his shoulder . ` Will you do a favor for me ? '
`` Now Mr. Meadow XXXXX felt very much flattered , and as he was a very obliging fellow anyway , he promptly said he would . ''
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