MICHAEL'S BATH
Sammy Squirrel was performing his usual task of gathering nuts and acorns, for winter was rapidly approaching, and unless ho completed his provisions "he would probably die of starvation. Scurrying from tree to tree with agility that was little short of astonishing, he soon had sufficient to enable him to survive the cold winter months. Stacking them in his comfortable abode, which was a cavity in an ancient oak tree overlooking a lake, Sammy descended the oak to have a cool drink from the lake. Returning, he found to his consternation Michael the mischievous, monkey occupying his dwelling. "Come down from my housel shouted Sammy indignantly. "Shan't," retorted the naughty monkey. Simultaneously, Michael slipped and hurtled head-first into the lake. "Splash!" Spray flew in all direc-l tions! Michael vanished, then reappeared, and swam swiftly to the bank and scrambled frantically up it. Sammy, who had been unable to restrain the silent laughter pent-up within him, burst into spasms of glee. Michael crept miserably home, heartily wishing he had never thought of ••onfiscating Sammy's abode. Michael has developed a profound lislike of water since. "FWA." (13) City.
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Evening Post, Volume CXVI, Issue 49, 26 August 1933, Page 7
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188MICHAEL'S BATH Evening Post, Volume CXVI, Issue 49, 26 August 1933, Page 7
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