After travelling for several miles, Mr. Bushy Tail entered a lovely glade full of flowers and ferns.
He had heard, as he approached, a most peculiar noise, such as he had never heard in his life. As he drew nearer, the sounds grew much louder, and finally he saw the strangest looking object seated on a tree trunk.
It had the body and legs of a kangaroo, and the head of a monkey. Its tail was extremely long, with furry rings around it, and was tasseled at the end; and to keep it out of the dust, it had been tied in a bow-knot around the animal’s neck.
The noise, which Mr. Bushy Tail had heard, proceeded from this person.
“Who are you?” he inquired, as Mr. Bushy Tail approached. “I am the celebrated Ring-Tailed Snorter, and you may now have the privilege of hearing me snortle,” which he proceeded to do most vigorously.
Poor Mr. Bushy Tail was scared almost out of his wits, for never had he heard such terrible sounds.
After a few minutes the Snorter stopped snortling, and said: