I would n't have believed that I could ever be thankful to hunters for anything , but I am , truly I am . '' There was a puzzled look on Lightfoot 's face . `` What for ? '' he demanded . `` I ca n't imagine anybody being thankful to hunters for anything . '' `` Oh , you stupid , '' cried Mrs. Lightfoot . `` Do n't you see that if I had n't been driven down from the Great Mountain , I never would have found YOU ? '' `` You mean , I never would have found YOU , '' retorted Lightfoot . `` I guess I owe these hunters more than you do . I owe them the greatest happiness I have ever known , but I never would have thought of it myself . Is n't it queer how things which seem the very worst possible sometimes turn out to be the very best possible ? '' Blacky the Crow is one of Lightfoot 's friends , but sometimes even friends are envious . It is so with Blacky . He insists that he is quite as important in the Green Forest as is Lightfoot and that his doings are quite as interesting . I DANNY MEADOW MOUSE LEARNS WHY HIS TAIL IS SHORT Danny Meadow Mouse sat in his doorway and looked down the Lone Little Path across the Green Meadows . Way , way over near the Smiling Pool he could see Old Mother West Wind 's Children , the Merry Little Breezes , at play . Sammy Jay was sitting on a fence post . He pretended to be taking a sun bath , but really he was planning mischief . You never see Sammy Jay that he is n't in mischief or planning it . Reddy Fox had trotted past an hour before in a great hurry .
Up on the hill Danny Meadow XXXXX could just see Jimmy Skunk pulling over every old stick and stone he could find , no matter whose house it might be , and excusing himself because he was hungry and was looking for beetles .
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