When they had
reached the ground and found the nuts gone, Happy Jack had at once
suspected that Striped Chipmunk had taken them, and now he felt sure
about it.
But all at once things looked very different to Happy Jack, and the more
he thought about how he had acted, the more ashamed of himself he grew.
"There certainly must have been enough of those nuts for all of us, and
if I hadn't been so greedy we might all have had a share. As it is, I've
got only those that Striped Chipmunk gave me, and Chatterer has only
those that Striped Chipmunk gave him. It must be that that sharp little
cousin of mine with the striped coat has got the rest, and I guess he
deserves them."
Then all of a sudden Happy Jack realized how Striped Chipmunk had
fooled him into thinking that the storehouse of Chatterer was his
storehouse, and Happy Jack began to laugh. The more he thought of it,
the harder he laughed.
"The joke certainly is on me!" he exclaimed. "The joke certainly is on
me, and it served me right. Hereafter I'll mind my own business. If I
had spent half as much time looking for hickory nuts as I did looking
for Striped Chipmunk's storehouse, I would be ready for winter now, and
Chatterer couldn't call me a thief.
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