over the Green Meadows and brag about what he had done and what
he could do.

Now people who brag and boast and who like to show off are almost
sure to come to grief. And when they do, very few people are
sorry for them. None of the little meadow and forest people liked
Reddy Fox, anyway, and they were getting so tired of his boasting
that they just ached to see him get into trouble. Yes, Sir, they
just ached to see Reddy get into trouble.

Peter Rabbit, happy-go-lucky Peter Rabbit, shook his head gravely
when he heard how Reddy had stolen that pet chicken of Farmer
Brown's boy, and was boasting about it to everyone.

"Reddy Fox is getting so puffed up that pretty soon he won't be
able to see his own feet," said Peter Rabbit.

"Well, what if he doesn't?" demanded Jimmy Skunk.

Peter looked at Jimmy in disgust:

"He comes to grief, however fleet,
Who doesn't watch his flying feet.

"Jimmy Skunk, if you didn't have that little bag of scent that
everybody is afraid of, you would be a lot more careful where you
step," replied Peter. "If Reddy doesn't watch out, someday he'll
step right into a trap.

Jimmy Skunk chuckled. "I wish he would!" said he.