The Tale of Peter Mink

The Tale of Peter Mink, by
Arthur Scott Bailey

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Title: The Tale of Peter Mink Sleepy-Time Tales
Author: Arthur Scott Bailey
Illustrator: Joseph Guzie
Release Date: June 16, 2007 [EBook #21845]
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THE TALE OF PETER MINK

[Illustration: CHECK YOUR HAT AND COAT?]
THE TALE OF PETER MINK
BY ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY
AUTHOR OF THE CUFFY BEAR STORIES SLEEPY-TIME TALES,
ETC.
Illustrations by Joseph B. Guzie
GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS NEW YORK
Copyright, 1916, by GROSSET & DUNLAP

CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I HOW PETER WAS DIFFERENT 9 II SAWING WOOD 13 III
MAKING PETER WORK 19 IV THE LECTURE 25 V PASSING
THE HAT 31 VI MR. RABBIT IS WORRIED 38 VII PETER'S BAD
TEMPER 43 VIII AT THE GARDEN-PARTY 48 IX HELPING
JIMMY RABBIT 53 X WHAT COULD PETER Do? 59 XI THE
CIRCUS PARADE 64 XII PETER LEARNS A NEW WORD 69 XIII
GOOD NEWS ABOUT PETER 75 XIV UNCLE JERRY HELPS 80
XV PETER'S NEW COAT 85 XVI THE DUCK POND 90 XVII HOW
TO BE LUCKY 96 XVIII THE BARGAIN 101 XIX SETTLING A
DISPUTE 107

ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE
CHECK YOUR HAT AND COAT? Frontispiece PETER SPLIT THE
STICK PERFECTLY! 22 JIMMY WENT SAILING THROUGH THE
AIR 62 PETER PULLED JIMMY OUT OF THE MUD 90

THE TALE OF PETER MINK

HOW PETER WAS DIFFERENT
There were two ways in which Peter Mink was different from any other
person in Pleasant Valley, or on Blue Mountain, either. In the first
place, he had no home; and in the second, he had a very long neck.
The reason why Peter had no home was because he didn't want one.
And the reason why he had such a long neck was because he couldn't
help it.
When he grew sleepy he would crawl into any snug place he happened
to find--sometimes in a hollow stump, or in a pile of rocks, or a
haystack. And often he even drove a muskrat out of his house, so he
could sleep there.
Most of the time Peter Mink went about in rags and tatters. Whenever
he did have a new suit (which wasn't often) it never looked well for
long. Naturally, sleeping in all sorts of places did not improve it. But
what specially wore out his clothes was the way he was always
squeezing through small holes and cracks. Wherever Peter saw a
narrow place he never could resist trying to get through it.
He was a long, slim fellow, with a small, snake-like head. And he
always knew that if he could squeeze his head through a crack he could
get his body through it, too.
It is not at all strange that Mrs. Rabbit and Mrs. Squirrel and Mrs.
Woodchuck--as well as a good many other people--did not care to have
their sons in Peter Mink's company. They said that any one who went
about looking as untidy as he did, and without a home, was not likely to
set a good example to the young.
But Jimmy Rabbit and Frisky Squirrel and Billy Woodchuck loved to

be with Peter Mink. To be sure, he was quarrelsome. And he was
always ready to fight any one four times as big as he was. So they had
to be careful not to offend him. But in spite of that, they found him
interesting--he was such a fine swimmer. He could swim under water
just as well as he could swim with his head above the surface. And in
winter he was not afraid to swim under the ice in Broad Brook.
There was another thing about Peter Mink that made the younger forest
people admire him. He was a famous fisherman. He could dive for a
trout and catch him too, just as likely as not. And there was nothing
more exciting than to see Peter Mink pull an eel out of the water.
It is really a great pity that he was so rough. But you see, he left home
at an early age and grew up without having any one to tell him what he
ought--and ought not--to do. No doubt he didn't know the difference
between right and wrong. Jimmy Rabbit's mother used to call him "the
Pest." She often remarked that she wished Peter