The Tale of Timothy Turtle

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The Tale of Timothy Turtle, by Bailey Arthur

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Title: The Tale of Timothy Turtle
Author: Bailey Arthur
Illustrator: Harry Smith
Release Date: March 1, 2007 [EBook #20716]
Language: English
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THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE

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: Timothy was going through the queerest motions.]
SLEEPY-TIME TALES (Trademark Registered)
THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE
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, 1919, BY GROSSET & DUNLAP
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I
A FAMOUS BITER II AN OLD-TIMER III TIMOTHY'S GRUDGE IV A TIGHT SQUEEZE V MR. TURTLE'S MISTAKE VI MR. CROW'S KIND OFFER VII LEARNING TO FLY VIII TURNING TURTLE IX A PLEASURE TRIP X A WARNING XI ON THE BEAVER DAM XII KIND TIMOTHY TURTLE XIII THE PLOT XIV CAUGHT! XV THE REDSKINS' WAY XVI JOHNNIE GREEN'S INITIALS XVII TIMOTHY NEEDS HELP XVIII PETER MINK'S PLAN XIX CAREFUL MR. FROG XX THE ALMANAC XXI A QUEER WISH XXII THE UNWELCOME GUEST XXIII A MERRY SONG
Illustrations
Timothy was going through the queerest motions. Frontispiece
"Let Me In!" said Timothy to Mr. Frog.
Timothy began to climb the steep bluff.
"Let me go!" Fatty Coon shrieked.

THE TALE OF TIMOTHY TURTLE
I
A FAMOUS BITER
That black rascal, Mr. Crow, was not the oldest dweller in Pleasant Valley. There was another elderly gentleman who had spent more summers--and a great many more winters--under the shadow of Blue Mountain than he.
All the wild folk knew this person by the name of Timothy Turtle. And if they didn't see him so often as Mr. Crow it was because he spent much of his time on the muddy bottom of Black Creek. Besides, he never flapped his way through the air to Farmer Green's cornfield, in plain sight of everyone who happened to look up at the sky.
On the contrary, Mr. Timothy Turtle seldom wandered far from the banks of the creek--for the best of reasons. He was anything but a fast walker. In fact, one might say that he waddled, or even crawled, rather than walked. But in the water he was quite a different creature. By means of his webbed feet he could swim as easily as Mr. Crow could fly. And he could stay at the bottom of Black Creek a surprisingly long time before he came up for a breath of air. Indeed, Mr. Crow sometimes remarked that he would be just as well pleased if Timothy Turtle buried himself in the mud beneath the water and never came up again!
Such a speech was enough to show that Mr. Crow was not fond of Timothy Turtle. Perhaps Mr. Crow disliked to have a neighbor who was older than he. But Mr. Crow himself always laughed at such a suggestion.
"The trouble is----" he would say--"the trouble is, Timothy Turtle is too grumpy. Now, I'm old. But I claim that that's no reason why I shouldn't be pleasant." And then he would laugh--somewhat harshly--just to show that he knew how.
There was a good deal of truth in what Mr. Crow said. Timothy Turtle was grumpy. But it was not old age that made him so. He had been like that all his life. There never was a time when he Wasn't snappish, when he wouldn't rather bite a body than not.
And that was the reason why he had not more friends. To be sure, many people knew him. But usually they took good care not to get too near him.
For Timothy Turtle had a most unpleasant way of shooting out his long neck from under his shell and seizing a person in his powerful jaws. In spite of his great age he was quick as a flash. And one had to step lively to escape him.
If Timothy had bitten you just for an instant, and then stopped, this trick of his wouldn't have been so disagreeable. But he was not content with a