WHAT MADE THE BEAR SICK
Father Thrift was busy carrying pine needles into his cave. Pine needles make a soft carpet. And the bare floor of the cave was so hard.
At last he had enough and he sat down to rest.
Just then he looked out of his cave and saw Shaggy Bear, half walking, half crawling toward him.
“Why, whatever is the matter?” Father Thrift exclaimed in astonishment.
“I am so sick I believe I shall die,” groaned the bear. The poor fellow’s face was pale and tears were running down his cheeks.