persuade somebody to bring it outside for him.

At last he thought of a fine scheme. And as soon as it came into his head
he hobbled over to Sandy Chipmunk's home. I say _hobbled_, because Uncle
Sammy had a lame knee. He always claimed that he was injured in battle.
But almost every one knew that he hurt his knee one time when Farmer
Green caught him stealing a hen.

When he reached the pasture Uncle Sammy found Sandy Chipmunk just
starting away to hunt for nuts.

[Illustration: He Dropped the Grain in Front of Uncle Sammy]

"Good morning!" the old fellow said. He spoke very pleasantly, though he
was so sleepy that he felt disagreeable enough. "I've come over to buy
something from your store."

"My store!" Sandy Chipmunk exclaimed.

"Yes!" said Uncle Sammy Coon. "I've heard you have a store here with a
heap of nuts and grain to sell."

Now, it had never occurred to Sandy Chipmunk to _sell_ any of the food he
had gathered for the winter. But when Uncle Sammy put the idea in his
head Sandy rather liked it.

"I have a fine stock, to be sure," he said. "The nuts are specially good.
How many would you like to buy?"

But Uncle Sammy Coon told him he didn't want any nuts.