"Where's Dickie Deer Mouse?"
Fatty Coon paid no attention to the old gentleman.
But Dickie Deer Mouse thanked Mr. Crow and told him that after he had had all the corn he wanted he was going back to the woods.
Noticing that the old gentleman seemed peevish about something, Dickie said to him:
"There ought to be enough for all."
But still Mr. Crow looked glum.
"There's enough for them that don't care for much else," he muttered. "But we can't feed the whole world on this corn, you know.... How would you like it if I took to eating deer's horns—when they're in season, of course?"
"You can have all the deer's horns you want," Fatty Coon remarked thickly—for already his mouth was full.