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The Tiny Folkl

(A real story of real children for very young children) l

R was baking day at Laurie's

home. His mother was busy get- ting out the bake board. egg beat- er. and mixing bowl. '"I want to help too. Mommy. May I help you, please?" Laurie coaxed. It is storming too hard for me to go out to play."

"Yes, I suppose you may help I bit." Mother agreed. "You help me gather the rest of the things for bak.i.ng.'

"Here are )our moons and your big mixing spoon." Laurie said as he placed them on the table. "And here is your cookie cutter."

His mother looked thrn hid "l little smile as she asked. ”Whv aid you get out that ('0"l(i0 riittwr7"

Laurie grinned up at her. ”wrll. I just thought no cmiid maki- some cowboy cookivs, Fotildirt we. Mommy 7"

”Yes, l Stlripnsn Iwered Mrs. P112” '”i'iiwt w it 'i")'.i are a wry crwl my and dont 'bother me Wliil-' I am 2Niilii! the dough mixmt If voii keriii a:k'ii;z too many quest. :.s I m.c'iit iiizilzo a mlstakv anal pi! Ill pepper in- stead of ginger"

Laurie thought that win a great lnke. His mnther .1l'.t.il'S mriiic ins of ginger . and he Ilf'l”i' ' in them wt

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; ed it out flat with the rolling pin Laurie took'up the cookie: cutter. and pressed it carefully into the dough. "1'here's one cowboy," he said. "Now I'll make some more." Very carefully he made three more gingerbread men. while his moth- er lifted them with the spatula and put them on to the cookie sheet.

"Let me make eyes and nose rind mouth in them." Liiirrie asked. "I'll put raisins for eyes. and a bit ol red cherry for a mouth."

That is A. good idea.” said riis mother, tland here an a few pea-

iruts that would make good but-

tons on the coivboy's coats." l Laurie laughed and laughed.

"Oh, this is fun. Mommy. I just

love to help you when you are'

baking. Now put them in the ovenl to bake."

Soon the cookies were done. How grind and spicy they sni:-lied! .L:iurie suggested. "Since it is storming too much to play out- side without getting wet. rall up. Susan and David and ask them tol come in play at our house."

y Mrs, Dale said Susan and David

;niighL comehand soon the three rii.ldren were having fun building

houses with blocks. David haiilcd l the blocks in the yellow du'iiP ' triirk while Laurie and

Susan made the houses. i "Now here is a surprise for ynii” I.iiirie said, his eyes dancing with rxcitement. "Here are cowbry Cookies that I made for you." f "Oh, goodi. goody." Susan and ihavld jumped up and clapped their: hrinds They laughed at the big fat iirnwn cookies with eyes. nosc,' ntniitli and buttons. "Thank you for our good cookies." they said.' i”It is fun to come visiting andi men get a surprise like this."

Then the throc of them sat on the floor to eat their cookies. giggliii: as they ate off first tire tics, then the arms. and. last of 1H, the head. As they flnisiimt, Susan said. "We ate our cowboy rookies so fast they didn't even have time to say ”oh dear! I'm

int: gone. ”But that is the and of

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mrr ginger cowboys.”

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By Thornton

WHO SLTFERED MOST? stiffer though-tron-n'.a3'. be sure Others suffer even more.

-Old Mother Nature.

These were hard times for a lot of folk. It was a question for whom they were the hardest. Johnny Chulik, Biibby Coon, Nimbleheels the Jumping Mouse. and Striped Chipmunnk were asleep. so they knew nothing about the hard times. Jimmy Skunk was asleep, too ,and so was Buster Bear. They iiere not as sound asleep as the others, but they nere sleepy enough not to think of even trying to go nut.

Of course Happy Jack Squir- rel, Chatirrer the Red Squirrel, and Timmy the Fiyiiig Squirrel, being thrifty folks. didnt' go hun-It gry. But some of the other folks went very hungry indeed. I-Jvenl after the snoiv had settled enoughi for Raddy Fox and Mrs. Ready! to get about. they had to do a: lot of hunting to find enough tot keep them alive. They were sure that no one in all the Green For- est or on the Green Meadowsl was iiaving such a hard time as) they were, They were thin, and? always hungry.

Now on his den in the ledges,, Yowlcr the Bobcat was reeling. just like Reddy and Mrs. Rcddy.Hel was sure that no one was or could! be as hungry as himself. Old Man Coyote had that same feeling. All? or lll('lIl spent every moment they were awake hunting for food. And each was sure that he suffered

most. Over in the Green Forest were Lightfoot. the Deer. Mrs. Light-

foot, and tho two fawns now tooy big to be called lawns. They uere. living in the yard they had trod-l

trodden in the snow, and kept troddvn down as more snow falls. These paths cross and re-cross. The yard isl made in a plare where the deer. ran get enough browse They live' on the tender twigs and leaf-buds of certain trees. and when they can get about easiiy they seldom :0 hungry. But if iihen they make. their yard they do not make iti large enough they may be in trou- ble before the is inter is over. They will be if there are many snow- storm; and the snow becomes too deep for them to move about out- side the yard.

It was just that way now. The

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prisoners in their own yard. Be- cause that yard was not big enough. they had eaten nearly all the tender twigs and buds when they could be reached even when

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The mow was an deep that they were prisoners in their own yard. they stood up on their hind feet and stretched as high as they could. They suffered quite as much from hunger IIS did Reddy Fox and the other hunters in fur. They were starving. But that hunger was harder for them to bear, than was the hunger of the other folk. You see, all the time those deer had food in plain sight. It was just out at their reach. They lIr'ldCEll.tll nearly everything within reach. and all the time they could see Just out of rcach above them the food they so sorely needed. They did try to get rand outside their yard. but the snow was so deep, that they could not walk in it. All they could do was plunge through it. and this work was too hard. It tired them out. You see, they were not strong because oi lack of food. So they could only plunge iar enough to get I bite here and a bite there. And all the time they could see what they so sorely needed.

Of all thnsr: hungry folk in the Green Forest who suifered most do you thinli'! .

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