“How strange!” interrupted Miss Hare. “Isn’t it rather unusual for a tree to stand on both sides of a path?”
“There are two trees,” stammered Tiny.
“Oh, I see,” said Miss Hare, a flash of understanding shining in her eyes. “You mean to say that on each side of the path there is an oak tree.”
“Yes, ma’am,” replied Tiny, with a nod. “The trees in the city do not contain many acorns, but these two trees are filled full of them.”
“Of course, if they are filled with acorns, they must be full of them,” laughed Miss Hare. “It sounds as badly to say filled full as it does to say little small. Just how are the trees filled with acorns, Tiny? Are the trunks hollow?”
“The branches of the two trees,” bravely continued Tiny, “bear so many acorns that they could yield all the squirrels in the land an acorn.”
“Then the branches can not bear very many acorns,” said Miss Hare. “One acorn could not very well be divided among such a host of squirrels.”
“I mean that these two trees could yield each squirrel in the land an acorn,” said Tiny, with energy.
“That is right,” said Miss Hare, much pleased. “Tiny is one who thinks, and I believe that in time he will learn to speak correctly.”
“I have lived in Squirreltown nearly all my life, and—”