Mother West Wind Where" Stories"

ch a person but for his acquaintance with Honker the Goose, who spends his summers in the Far North, but each spring and fall stops over for a day or two in a li

furred and feathered people whom Peter has never seen. And one of the st

the only thing in life worth while. It is one who is all the time thinking of his stomach. No one likes to be cal

lutton?" h

was speaking of Glutton the Wolverine who lives in the

inkling his brows in perplexity, for i

a glutton that he is named Glutton. Rather I should say that is the reason the first Wolverine was named Glutton. The name has been

Peter begged. "Pleas

asked Honker, pretend

omptly. "There must have been a very good reason, and if there was a very

he looked and listened and listened and looked until he was quite certain that

But as I only stop here for a day or two twice a year, I guess I can stand it. Besides, you really ought to know something about some of the people who live in the Great Fore

ch that he would have promised anything. So Honker t

uld have guessed it just to look at him. In fact, some of his new neighbors were inclined to think that he was related to Old King Bear. Certainly he looked more like King Bear than he did like little Mr. Weasel. But for his bushy tail he would have looked still more like a member o

g him. This made his disposition all the meaner. He didn't really care because his neighbors would have nothing to do with him. No, he didn't really care, for the simple reason that he didn't want anything to do with them. But just the same it made

and nimble wits will accomplish almost anything. So, living alone in the Great Forest, he practised patience until no one in all the Great World could be more patient than he. No one knew this because, you see, everybody kept away fro

he would say to himself. 'The more I know about othe

tly he watched the other people, especially those of nimble wits who lived largely by their cunning and cleverness-Mr. Fox, Mr. Coyote, Mr. Lynx and his own cousins, M

isposition now kept out of his way through fear, for his claws were long and his strength was great and his teeth were sharp. It didn't take him long to discover tha

He simply reaped the reward of his patience in learning all about the ways of his neighbors, of his nimble wits and of the fear which he inspired. Instead of hunting for food himself, he depended on his neighbors to hunt fo

to stuff himself until it was a wonder his skin didn't burst. If there was more than he could eat, he would take a nap right there, and bec

find it. In fact, he made a business of robbing storehouses, and the habit of greediness became so strong that he would stuff himself at one storehouse and immediately start for another. When it did hap

ourse it wasn't long before some one called him a glutton, and presently he was named Glutton, and no one called him anything else. Glutton by name and a glutton in habit he remained as long as he lived. Both name and habits he ha

l stick, isn't it?" sa

a bad habit,