The Tale of Grandfather Mole

The Tale of Grandfather Mole,
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THE TALE OF GRANDFATHER MOLE
Sleepy-Time Tales (Trademark Registered)
by
ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY
Author of Tuck-Me-in Tales (Trademark Registered)
THE TALE OF CUFFY BEAR THE TALE OF FRISKY SQUIRREL
THE TALE OF TOMMY FOX THE TALE OF FATTY COON THE
TALE OF BILLY WOODCHUCK THE TALE OF JIMMY RABBIT
THE TALE OF PETER MINK THE TALE OF SANDY CHIPMUNK
THE TALE OF BROWNIE BEAVER THE TALE OF PADDY
MUSKRAT THE TALE OF FERDINAND FROG THE TALE OF
DICKIE DEER MOUSE THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE THE
TALE OF MAJOR MONKEY THE TALE OF BENNY BADGER

[Illustration: Grandfather Mole Made a Rush for Mr. Meadow Mouse.
Frontispiece--(Page 85)]

Sleepy-Time Tales (Trademark Registered)
THE TALE OF GRANDFATHER MOLE
by

ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY
Author of "Tuck-Me-in Tales" (Trademark Registered)
Illustrated by Harry L. Smith

New York Grosset & Dunlap Publishers Made in the United States of
America Copyright, 1920, by Grosset & Dunlap

CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I A QUEER OLD PERSON 1 II WHAT THE CAT CAUGHT 5 III A
BREAKFAST LOST 10 IV A NEW WAY OF TAKING A STROLL
15 V JIMMY RABBIT CAN'T WAIT 19 VI A HEARTY EATER 24
VII TWO WORM-EATERS 29 VIII LOSING HIS BEARINGS 34 IX
GOOD NEWS FROM BELOW 38 X MRS. ROBIN'S WISH 43 XI
SURPRISING GRANDFATHER MOLE 47 XII MR. BLACKBIRD'S
ADVICE 52 XIII TURNING OVER A NEW LEAF 56 XIV THE
NEW SUNSHADE 61 XV TWO AND A TOADSTOOL 65 XVI
GRANDFATHER MOLE'S VISITOR 70 XVII MR. CROW SCOLDS
76 XVIII A TALK WITH MR. MEADOW MOUSE 81 XIX MR.
CROW'S APOLOGY 86 XX A SIGN OF RAIN 91 XXI MRS. WREN
TRIES TO HELP 96 XXII TWO FAMOUS DIGGERS 102 XXIII
SEEING A SAMPLE 107 XXIV FOLLOWING THE PLOUGH 112
XXV STUBBORN AS EVER 116

THE TALE OF GRANDFATHER MOLE
I
A QUEER OLD PERSON

THERE was a queer old person that lived in Farmer Green's garden.
Nobody knew exactly how long he had made his home there because
his neighbors seldom saw him. He might have been in the garden a
whole summer before anybody set eyes on him.
Those that were acquainted with him called him Grandfather Mole.
And the reason why his friends didn't meet him oftener was because he
spent most of his time underground. Grandfather Mole's house was in a
mound at one end of the garden. He had made the house himself, for he
was a great digger. And Mr. Meadow Mouse often remarked that it had
more halls than any other dwelling he had ever seen. He had visited it
when Grandfather Mole was away from home, so he knew what it was
like.
Some of those halls that Mr. Meadow Mouse mentioned ran right out
beneath the surface of the garden. Grandfather Mole had dug them for a
certain purpose. Through them he made his way in the darkness,
whenever he was hungry (which was most of the time, for he had a
huge appetite!). And when he took an underground stroll he was almost
sure to find a few angleworms, which furnished most of his meals.
To be sure, he did not despise a grub--if he happened to meet one--nor
a cutworm nor a wire-worm.
The wonder of it was that Grandfather Mole ever found anything to eat,
for the old gentleman was all but blind. The only good Grandfather
Mole's eyes did him was to let him tell darkness from light. They were
so small that his neighbors claimed he hadn't any at all.
Another odd thing about this odd person was his ears. The neighbors
said they couldn't see them, either. But they were in his head, even if
they didn't show. And Grandfather Mole himself sometimes remarked
that he didn't know how he could have burrowed as he did if he had
been forever getting dirt in his eyes and ears. He seemed quite satisfied
to be just as he