` All right , ' said Mr. Wharf Rat . ` I 'm going to get you to tote this bag down the Crooked Little Path to the hollow chestnut tree . I 've got an errand back on top of the hill . ' `` So Mr. Meadow Mouse picked up the bag , which was very heavy , and swung it over his shoulder . Then he started down the Crooked Little Path . Half way down he met Striped Chipmunk . '' ` Good evening , Mr. Meadow Mouse , ' said Striped Chipmunk . ` What are you toting in the bag across your shoulder ? ' `` Now , of course , Mr. Meadow Mouse did n't know what was in the bag and he did n't like to admit that he was working for another , for he was very proud , was Mr. Meadow Mouse . `` So he said : ` Just a planting of potatoes I begged from Jimmy Skunk , just a planting of potatoes , Striped Chipmunk . ' `` Now no one had ever suspected Mr. Meadow Mouse of stealing -- no indeed ! Striped Chipmunk would have gone his way and thought no more about it , had it not happened that there was a hole in the bag and from it something dropped at his feet . Striped Chipmunk picked it up and it was n't a potato . It was a fat acorn . Striped Chipmunk said nothing but slipped it into his pocket . '' ` Good night , ' said Mr. Meadow Mouse , once more shouldering the bag . '' ` Good night , ' said Striped Chipmunk . `` No sooner had Mr. Meadow Mouse disappeared in the darkness down the Crooked Little Path than Striped Chipmunk hurried to his granary . Some one had been there and stolen all his acorns ! `` Then Striped Chipmunk ran to the house of his cousin , Happy Jack Squirrel , and told him how the acorns had been stolen from his granary and how he had met Mr. Meadow Mouse with a bag over his shoulder and how Mr. Meadow Mouse had said that he was toting home a planting of potatoes he had begged from Jimmy Skunk .
` And this , ' said Striped Chipmunk , holding out the fat XXXXX , ` is what fell out of the bag . '
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