When Fatty Coon opened his eyes he expected to see Johnnie Green all
ready to seize him. But to his great surprise he was still far above the
ground. You see, Farmer Green had been mistaken. Either the big chestnut
tree was taller than he had guessed, or the woods were nearer than he
had thought. For instead of dropping upon the ground, Fatty's tree had
fallen right against another tree on the edge of the woods. And there it
lay, half-tipped over, with its branches caught fast in the branches of
that other tree.

It was no wonder that Johnnie Green shouted. And he shouted still more
loudly when he saw Fatty scramble out of the big chestnut and into the
other tree, and out of that tree and into another, and then out of THAT
tree. Fatty was going straight into the woods.

It was no wonder that Johnnie Green shouted. For he had lost his pet
coon. He had lost him before he ever had him. And he was sadly
disappointed.

But Fatty Coon was not disappointed, for he had not wanted to be a pet
at all. And he was very glad--you may be sure--to get safely home once
more.




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FATTY COON AND THE MONSTER