The Tale of Dickie Deer Mouse

Tale of Dickie Deer Mouse, by
Arthur Scott Bailey

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Title: The Tale of Dickie Deer Mouse
Author: Arthur Scott Bailey
Illustrator: Diane Petersen
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THE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSE
BY ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY
AUTHOR OF THE CUFFY BEAR BOOKS SLEEPY-TIME TALES,
ETC.
Illustrations by Diane Petersen
GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS NEW YORK
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Copyright, 1918, by GROSSET & DUNLAP
PRINTED IN U.S.A.
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I A Little Gentleman 9 II Hunting a Home 14 III A Startled Sleeper 19
IV The Blackbird's Nest 25 V Dickie's Summer Home 30 VI A
Warning 34 VII Noisy Visitors 39 VIII In the Cornfield 44 IX Fatty
Coon Needs Help 49 X A Bit of Advice 53 XI A Search in Vain 58 XII
A Little Surprise 65 XIII The Feathers Fly 70 XIV Making Ready for
Winter 75 XV A Plunge In The Dark 80 XVI A Lucky Find 85 XVII A
Slight Mistake 89 XVIII Too Many Cousins 95 XIX The Wrong Turn
100 XX Bedfellows 107 XXI One Way To Keep Warm 112 XXII
Queer Mr. Pine Finch 117 XXIII A Feast At Last 122

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THE TALE OF DICKIE DEER MOUSE
I
A LITTLE GENTLEMAN
All the four-footed folk in the neighborhood agreed that Dickie Deer
Mouse was well worth knowing. Throughout Pleasant Valley there was
no one else so gentle as he.
To be sure, Jasper Jay wore beautiful--perhaps even gaudy--clothes; but
his manners were so shocking that nobody would ever call him a
gentleman.
As for Dickie Deer Mouse, he was always tastefully dressed in fawn
color and white. And except sometimes in the spring, when he needed a
new coat, he was a real joy to see. For he both looked and acted like a
well-bred little person.
It is too bad that there were certain reasons--which will appear
later--why some of his feathered neighbors did not like him. But even
they had to admit that Dickie was a spick-and-span young chap.
Wherever he was white he was white as snow. And many of the wild
people wondered how he could scamper so fast through the woods and
always keep his white feet spotless.
Possibly it was because his mother had taught him the way when he
was young; for his feet--and the under side of him--were white even
when he was just a tiny fellow, so young that the top side of him was
gray instead of fawn colored.
How his small white feet would twinkle as he frisked about in the

shadows of the woods and ran like a squirrel through the trees! And
how his sharp little cries would break the wood-silence as he called to
his friends in a brisk chatter, which sounded like that of the squirrels,
only ever so far away!
In many other ways Dickie Deer Mouse was like Frisky Squirrel
himself. Dickie's idea of what a good home ought to be was much the
same as Frisky's: they both thought that the deserted nest of one of the
big Crow family made as fine a house as any one could want. And they
couldn't imagine that any food could possibly be better than nuts,
berries and grain.
To be sure, Dickie Deer Mouse liked his nuts to have thin shells. But
that was because he was smaller than Frisky; so of course his jaws and
teeth were not so strong.
Then, too, Dickie Deer Mouse had a trick of gathering good things to
eat, which he hid away in some safe place, so that he would not have to
go hungry during the winter, when the snow lay deep upon the ground.
And even Frisky Squirrel was no spryer at carrying beechnuts--or any
other goody--to his secret cupboard than little white-footed Dickie Deer
Mouse.
It was no wonder that Dickie could be cheerful right in the dead of
winter, when he had a fine store of the very best that the fields and
forest yielded, to keep him sleek and fat and happy. So even on the
coldest nights, when the icy wind whipped the tree-tops, and the cold,
pale stars peeped down among