THE ADVENTURES OF MR. MOCKER

CONTENTS

I. THE LONE TRAVELER
II. UNC' BILLY POSSUM GROWS EXCITED
III. UNC' BILLY'S VAIN SEARCH
IV. UNC' BILLY COMES HOME
V. SAMMY JAY IS INDIGNANT
VI. SAMMY JAY THINKS HE'S GOING CRAZY
VII. SAMMY JAY SITS UP ALL NIGHT
VIII. SAMMY JAY IS GLAD HE SAT UP ALL NIGHT
IX. THE MYSTERY GROWS
X. SAMMY JAY SEEKS ADVICE
XI. HOW BLACKY THE CROW'S PLAN WORKED OUT
XII. NO ONE BELIEVES PETER RABBIT
XIII. STICKY-TOES THE TREE TOAD POURS OUT HIS TROUBLES
XIV. PETER RABBIT MEETS UNC' BILLY POSSUM
XV. PETER RABBIT AND UNC' BILLY POSSUM KEEP WATCH
XVI. UNC' BILLY POSSUM DOES A LITTLE SURPRISING HIMSELF
XVII. THE MEETING OF TWO OLD FRIENDS
XVIII. THE MISCHIEF-MAKERS
XIX. BOBBY COON MAKES A DISCOVERY
XX. BOBBY COON AND OL' MISTAH BUZZARD HAVE A TALK
XXI. BOBBY COON HAS A BUSY DAY
XXII. UNC' BILLY POSSUM SEES MANY BACKS
XXIII. UNC' BILLY POSSUM CONSULTS OL' MISTAH BUZZARD
XXIV. UNC' BILLY POSSUM GIVES A PARTY
XXV. UNC' BILLY POSSUM'S SURPRISE
XXVI. MR. MOCKER MAKES HIMSELF AT HOME

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

"I DON'T KNOW THAT IT'S ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS!" SAID STICKY-TOES.

SUCH A THING AS UNC' BILLY FORGETTING TO SAY GOOD-BY HAD NEVER HAPPENED
BEFORE

BLACKY'S EYES TWINKLED AS HE LISTENED TO SAMMY JAY'S TALE OF WOE.

"GOOD MO'NING, BRER COON," SAID OL' MISTAH BUZZARD

THERE SAT THE THREE LITTLE SCAMPS ON THE BIG ROCK

SOMETIMES HE WOKE UP IN THE NIGHT AND WOULD SING FOR VERY JOY

THE ADVENTURES OF MISTAH MOCKER

I

THE LONE TRAVELER

When Mistress Spring starts from way down South to bring joy and gladness
to the Green Meadows and the Green Forest, the Laughing Brook and the
Smiling Pool, a great many travelers start with her or follow her. Winsome
Bluebird goes just a little way ahead of her, for Winsome is the herald of
Mistress Spring. Then comes Honker the Goose, and all the world hearing his
voice from way, way, up in the blue, blue sky knows that truly Mistress
Spring is on her way. And with her come Little Friend the Song Sparrow, and
Cheerful Robin and Mr. and Mrs. Redwing. Then follow other travelers, ever
so many of them, all eager to get back to the beautiful Green Forest and
Green Meadows.

Now there are a few feathered folk who think the far away South is quite
good enough for them to live there all the year round. Ol' Mistah Buzzard
used to think that way. Indeed, he used to think that there was no place
like the dear "Ol' Souf," and it wasn't until he went looking for his old
friend, Unc' Billy Possum, who had come up to live in the Green Forest,
that he found out how nice it is where the Laughing Brook dances down
through the Green Forest to the Smiling Pool and then through the Green
Meadows to the Big River. Now, when he is sure that there is no danger
that he will have cold feet or that he will catch cold in his bald head,
he likes to come up to spend the summer near Unc' Billy Possum.

Of course Ol' Mistah Buzzard has wonderful stories to tell when he goes
back South in the fall, and all winter long he warms his toes on the
chimney tops while he tells his friends about the wonderful things he has
seen in his travels. Now there is a certain friend of his, and of Unc'
Billy Possum, who had listened to these stories for a long time without
seeming in the least interested. But he was. Yes, Sir, he was. He was so
much interested that he began to wish he could see for himself all these
things Ol' Mistah Buzzard was telling about. But he didn't say a word, not
a word. He just listened and listened and then went on about his business.

But when all the other little people in feathers had flown to that far away
country Ol' Mistah Buzzard had told about, even Ol' Mistah Buzzard himself,
then did this friend of his, and of Unc' Billy Possum, make up his mind
that he would go too. He didn't say anything about it to any one, but he
just started off by himself. Now of course he didn't know the way, never
having been that way before, but he kept on going and going, keeping out of
sight as much as he could, and asking no questions. Sometimes he wondered
if he would know the Green Forest when he reached it, and then he would
remember how Ol' Mistah Buzzard dearly loves to fly round and round high
up in the blue, blue sky.

"All Ah done got to do is to keep on going till Ah see Brer Buzzard,"
thought he. So he traveled and traveled without speaking to any one, and
always looking up in the blue, blue sky. Then one day he saw a black speck
high up in the blue, blue sky, and it went round and round and round and
round.

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