Identifier: mrrabbitathomese00harr2 (find matches)
Title: Mr. Rabbit at home; a sequel to Little Mr. Thimblefinger and his queer country
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Harris, Joel Chandler, 1848-1908
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Publisher: Boston, New York, Houghton, Mifflin and Company

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dry inthe sun, they 11 be no good to either us or you. No matter/ says the Diddypawn, on theland I 11 go, and I 11 be bound the fins will bejust as limber after they get dry as they werewhen they were wet. But the fishes set up such a cry and madesuch a fuss that the Diddypawn concluded to givethem back their fins, while he went on dry landand rested himself. He went on the island, andstretched himself out in the tall grass at the footof the big trees, and soon feh1 asleep. When heawoke, the sun was nearly down. He crawledto the waterside, and soon saw that the fishes hadall gone away. He had no way of calling themup or of sending them a message, and so there hewas. While the Diddypawn was lying there won-dering how he was going to get back home, heheard a roaring and rustling noise in the air-Looking up, he saw that the sky was nearly blackwith birds. They came in swarms, in droves, andin flocks. There were big birds and little birds,and all sorts and sizes of birds. The trees on the
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IT MADE HIM GRIN FROM EAR TO EAR THE YORK ) ASTOR, LENOXUDEN FOUNDATIONS -: THE FATE OF THE DIDDYPAWN. 299 island were their roosting-place, but they werecoming home earlier than usual, because theywanted to get rid of the meanings and groaningsof the Diddypawn. The birds came and settled in the trees, andwere about to say good-night to one another, whenthe Diddypawn rolled over, and began to moanand groan and growl and grumble. At once thebirds ceased their chattering, and besfan to listen. o <_/ Then they knew they would have no sound sleepthat night if something was nt done; and so theKing-Bird flew down, lit close to the Diddypawnsear, and asked him what in the name of goodnessgracious he was doing, there, how he got there,and what the trouble was anyway. All the answer the Diddypawn made was toroll over on his other side, and moan and mum-ble. Once more the King-Bird fluttered in theair, and lit near the Diddypawns ear, and askedhim what in the name of goodness gracious hewas

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