Looking down from the blue sky every day he sees all sorts of queer things and he learns all kinds of secrets , does Mr. Sun , but he never , never tells . No , Sir ! Mr. Sun never tells one of them , not even to Old Mother West Wind when at night they go down together behind the Purple Hills . So jolly , round , red Mr. Sun just smiled and smiled when he discovered Johnny Chuck 's secret , for that is just what the new home under the apple tree was -- a secret . Not even the Merry Little Breezes , who find out almost everything , had discovered it . Johnny Chuck chuckled to himself as he planned a back door , a beautiful back door , hidden behind a tall clump of meadow grass where no one would think to look for a door . When he had satisfied himself as to just where he would put it , he once more sat up very straight on his nice , new mound and looked this way and looked that way to be sure that no one was near . Then he started for his old home along a secret little path he had made for himself . Pretty soon he came to the Lone Little Path that went past his own home . He danced and he skipped along the Lone Little Path , and , because he was so happy , he tried to turn a somersault . But Johnny Chuck was so round and fat and rolly-poly that he just tumbled over in a heap . `` Well , well , well ! What 's the matter with you ? '' said a voice close beside him before he could pick himself up . It was Jimmy Skunk , who was out looking for some beetles for his dinner . Johnny Chuck scrambled to his feet and looked foolish , very foolish indeed . `` There 's nothing the matter with me , Jimmy Skunk , '' said Johnny . `` There 's nothing the matter with me . It 's just because I 've got a secret . '' `` A secret ! ''
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