-LSB- Illustration : Then everybody shouted `` Haw ! haw ! haw ! '' -RSB- And when Old Mother West Wind came with her big bag to take the Merry Little Breezes to their home behind the Purple Hills , Johnny Chuck waddled back up the Lone Little Path chuckling to himself , for that little feeling of discontent was all gone . He had found that after all he could do something better than anybody else on the Green Meadows , for in his heart he knew that none could dig so fast as he . VII JOHNNY CHUCK 'S SECRET Johnny Chuck pushed up the last bit of gravel from the hole he had dug between the roots of the old apple tree in a corner of the Green Meadows . He smoothed it down on the big , yellow mound he had made in front of his door . Then he sat up very straight on top of the mound , brushed his coat , shook the sand from his trousers and carefully cleaned his hands . After he had rested a bit , he turned around and looked at his new home , for that is what it was , although he had not come there to live yet , and no one knew of it , no one but jolly , round , red Mr. Sun , who , peeping between the branches of the old apple tree , had caught Johnny Chuck at work . But he would n't tell , not jolly Mr. Sun ! 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 .
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