Never were seen such ruffles, or
such embroidered cuffs and lappets!
But his buttonholes were the greatest
triumph of it all.

The stitches of those buttonholes
were so neat--SO neat--I wonder
how they could be stitched by an old
man in spectacles, with crooked old
fingers, and a tailor's thimble.

The stitches of those buttonholes
were so small--SO small--they looked
as if they had been made by little
mice!




THE TALE OF
SQUIRREL NUTKIN

[A Story for Norah]




This is a Tale about a tail--a tail
that belonged to a little red squirrel,
and his name was Nutkin.