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 WINNIE=THE=POOH




 CHAPTER I

 IN WHICH WE ARE INTRODUCED TO
 WINNIE=THE=POOH AND SOME BEES,
 AND THE STORIES BEGIN


Here is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the
back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows,
the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there
really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and
think of it. And then he feels that perhaps there isnt. Anyhow, here he
is at the bottom, and ready to be introduced to you. Winnie=the=Pooh.

When I first heard his name, I said, just as you are going to say, But
I thought he was a boy?

So did I, said Christopher Robin.

Then you cant call him Winnie?

I dont.

But you said====

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Hes Winnie=ther=Pooh. Dont you know what ther means?

Ah, yes, now I do, I said quickly; and I hope you do too, because it
is all the explanation you are going to get.

Sometimes Winnie=the=Pooh likes a game of some sort when he comes
downstairs, and sometimes he likes to sit quietly in front of the fire
and listen to a story. This evening====

What about a story? said Christopher Robin.

What about a story? I said.

Could you very sweetly tell Winnie=the=Pooh one?

I suppose I could, I said. What sort of stories does he like?

About himself. Because hes that sort of Bear.

Oh, I see.

So could you very sweetly?

Ill try, I said.

So I tried.

 = = = = =

Once upon a time, a very long time ago now, about last Friday,
Winnie=the=Pooh lived in a forest all by himself under the name of
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Sanders.

(What does under the name mean? asked Christopher Robin.

It means he had the name over the door in gold letters, and lived
under it.

Winnie=the=Pooh wasnt quite sure, said Christopher Robin.

Now I am, said a growly voice.

Then I will go on, said I.)

One day when he was out walking, he came to an open place in the middle
of the forest, and in the middle of this place was a large oak=tree,
and, from the top of the tree, there came a loud buzzing=noise.

Winnie=the=Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between
his paws and began to think.

First of all he said to himself: That buzzing=noise means something.
You dont get a buzzing=noise like that, just buzzing and buzzing,
without its meaning something. If theres a buzzing=noise, somebodys
making a buzzing=noise, and the only reason for making a buzzing=noise
that I know of is because youre a bee.

Then he thought another long time, and said: And the only reason for
being a bee that I know of is making honey.

And then he got up, and said: And the only reason for making honey is
so as I can eat it. So he began to climb the tree.
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He climbed and he climbed and he climbed, and as he climbed he sang a
little song to himself. It went like this:

 Isnt it funny
 How a bear likes honey?
 Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
 I wonder why he does?

Then he climbed a little further ... and a little further ... and
then just a little further. By that time he had thought of another song.

 Its a very funny thought that, if Bears were Bees,
 Theyd build their nests at the bottom of trees.
 And that being so (if the Bees were Bears),
 We shouldnt have to climb up all these stairs.

He was getting rather tired by this time, so that is why he sang a
Complaining Song. He was nearly there now, and if he just stood on that
branch ...

Crack!

Oh, help! said Pooh, as he dropped ten feet on the branch below him.

If only I hadnt==== he said, as he bounced twenty feet on to the next
branch.

You see, what I meant to do, he explained, as he turned
head=over=heels, and crashed on to another branch thirty feet below,
what I meant to do====
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Of course, it was rather==== he admitted, as he slithered very
quickly through the next six branches.

It all comes, I suppose, he decided, as he said good=bye to the last
branch, spun round three times, and flew gracefully into a gorse=bush,
it all comes of liking honey so much. Oh, help!

He crawled out of the gorse=bush, brushed the prickles from his nose,
and began to think again. And the first person he thought of was
Christopher Robin.

(Was that me? said Christopher Robin in an awed voice, hardly daring
to believe it.

That was you.

Christopher Robin said nothing, but his eyes got larger and larger, and
his face got pinker and pinker.)

So Winnie=the=Pooh went round to his friend Christopher Robin, who lived
behind a green door in another part of the forest.

Good morning, Christopher Robin, he said.

Good morning, Winnie=ther=Pooh, said you.

I wonder if youve got such a thing as a balloon about you?

A balloon?

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Yes, I just said to myself coming along: I wonder if Christopher Robin
has such a thing as a balloon about him? I just said it to myself,
thinking of balloons, and wondering.

What do you want a balloon for? you said.

Winnie=the=Pooh looked round to see that nobody was listening, put his
paw to his mouth, and said in a deep whisper: Honey!

But you dont get honey with balloons!

I do, said Pooh.

Well, it just happened that you had been to a party the day before at
the house of your friend Piglet, and you had balloons at the party. You
had had a big green balloon; and one of Rabbits relations had had a big
blue one, and had left it behind, being really too young to go to a
party at all; and so you had brought the green one and the blue one
home with you.

Which one would you like? you asked Pooh.

He put his head between his paws and thought very carefully.

Its like this, he said. When you go after honey with a balloon, the
great thing is not to let the bees know youre coming. Now, if you have
a green balloon, they might think you were only part of the tree, and
not notice you, and, if you have a blue balloon, they might think you
were only part of the sky, and not notice you, and the question is:
Which is most likely?

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Wouldnt they notice you underneath the balloon? you asked.

They might or they might not, said Winnie=the=Pooh. You never can
tell with bees. He thought for a moment and said: I shall try to look
like a small black cloud. That will deceive them.

Then you had better have the blue balloon, you said; and so it was
decided.

Well, you both went out with the blue balloon, and you took your gun
with you, just in case, as you always did, and Winnie=the=Pooh went to a
very muddy place that he knew of, and rolled and rolled until he was
black all over; and then, when the balloon was blown up as big as big,
and you and Pooh were both holding on to the string, you let go
suddenly, and Pooh Bear floated gracefully up into the sky, and stayed
there==level with the top of the tree and about twenty feet away from
it.

Hooray! you shouted.

Isnt that fine? shouted Winnie=the=Pooh down to you. What do I look
like?

You look like a Bear holding on to a balloon, you said.

Not, said Pooh anxiously, ==not like a small black cloud in a blue
sky?

Not very much.

Ah, well, perhaps from up here it looks different. And, as I say, you
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never can tell with bees.

There was no wind to blow him nearer to the tree, so there he stayed. He
could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldnt quite
reach the honey.

After a little while he called down to you.

Christopher Robin! he said in a loud whisper.

Hallo!

I think the bees suspect something!

What sort of thing?

I dont know. But something tells me that theyre suspicious!

Perhaps they think that youre after their honey.

It may be that. You never can tell with bees.

There was another little silence, and then he called down to you again.

Christopher Robin!

Yes?

Have you an umbrella in your house?

I think so.
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I wish you would bring it out here, and walk up and down with it, and
look up at me every now and then, and say Tut=tut, it looks like rain.
I think, if you did that, it would help the deception which we are
practising on these bees.

Well, you laughed to yourself, Silly old Bear! but you didnt say it
aloud because you were so fond of him, and you went home for your
umbrella.

Oh, there you are! called down Winnie=the=Pooh, as soon as you got
back to the tree. I was beginning to get anxious. I have discovered
that the bees are now definitely Suspicious.

Shall I put my umbrella up? you said.

Yes, but wait a moment. We must be practical. The important bee to
deceive is the Queen Bee. Can you see which is the Queen Bee from down
there?

No.

A pity. Well, now, if you walk up and down with your umbrella, saying,
Tut=tut, it looks like rain, I shall do what I can by singing a little
Cloud Song, such as a cloud might sing.... Go!

So, while you walked up and down and wondered if it would rain,
Winnie=the=Pooh sang this song:

 How sweet to be a Cloud
 Floating in the Blue!
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 Every little cloud
 Always sings aloud.

 How sweet to be a Cloud
 Floating in the Blue!
 It makes him very proud
 To be a little cloud.

The bees were still buzzing as suspiciously as ever. Some of them,
indeed, left their nests and flew all round the cloud as it began the
second verse of this song, and one bee sat down on the nose of the cloud
for a moment, and then got up again.

Christopher==ow!==Robin, called out the cloud.

Yes?

I have just been thinking, and I have come to a very important
decision. These are the wrong sort of bees.

Are they?

Quite the wrong sort. So I should think they would make the wrong sort
of honey, shouldnt you?

Would they?

Yes. So I think I shall come down.

How? asked you.

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Winnie=the=Pooh hadnt thought about this. If he let go of the string,
he would fall==bump==and he didnt like the idea of that. So he
thought for a long time, and then he said:

Christopher Robin, you must shoot the balloon with your gun. Have you
got your gun?

Of course I have, you said. But if I do that, it will spoil the
balloon, you said.

But if you dont, said Pooh, I shall have to let go, and that would
spoil me.

When he put it like this, you saw how it was, and you aimed very
carefully at the balloon, and fired.

Ow! said Pooh.

Did I miss? you asked.

You didnt exactly miss, said Pooh, but you missed the balloon.

Im so sorry, you said, and you fired again, and this time you hit the
balloon, and the air came slowly out, and Winnie=the=Pooh floated down
to the ground.

But his arms were so stiff from holding on to the string of the balloon
all that time that they stayed up straight in the air for more than a
week, and whenever a fly came and settled on his nose he had to blow it
off. And I think==but I am not sure==that that is why he was always
called Pooh.
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 = = = = =

Is that the end of the story? asked Christopher Robin.

Thats the end of that one. There are others.

About Pooh and Me?

And Piglet and Rabbit and all of you. Dont you remember?

I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.

That day when Pooh and Piglet tried to catch the Heffalump====

They didnt catch it, did they?

No.

Pooh couldnt, because he hasnt any brain. Did I catch it?

Well, that comes into the story.

Christopher Robin nodded.

I do remember, he said, only Pooh doesnt very well, so thats why he
likes having it told to him again. Because then its a real story and
not just a remembering.

Thats just how I feel, I said.

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Christopher Robin gave a deep sigh, picked his Bear up by the leg, and
walked off to the door, trailing Pooh behind him. At the door he turned
and said, Coming to see me have my bath?

I might, I said.

I didnt hurt him when I shot him, did I?

Not a bit.

He nodded and went out, and in a moment I heard Winnie=the=Pooh==bump,
bump, bump==going up the stairs behind him.




 CHAPTER II

 IN WHICH POOH GOES VISITING AND
 GETS INTO A TIGHT PLACE


Edward Bear, known to his friends as Winnie=the=Pooh, or Pooh for
short, was walking through the forest one day, humming proudly to
himself. He had made up a little hum that very morning, as he was doing
his Stoutness Exercises in front of the glass: Tra=la=la, tra=la=la,
as he stretched up as high as he could go, and then Tra=la=la,
tra=la==oh, help!==la, as he tried to reach his toes. After breakfast
he had said it over and over to himself until he had learnt it off by
heart, and now he was humming it right through, properly. It went like
this:
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 Tra=la=la, tra=la=la,
 Tra=la=la, tra=la=la,
 Rum=tum=tiddle=um=tum.
 Tiddle=iddle, tiddle=iddle,
 Tiddle=iddle, tiddle=iddle,
 Rum=tum=tum=tiddle=um.

Well, he was humming this hum to himself, and walking along gaily,
wondering what everybody else was doing, and what it felt like, being
somebody else, when suddenly he came to a sandy bank, and in the bank
was a large hole.

Aha! said Pooh. (Rum=tum=tiddle=um=tum.) If I know anything about
anything, that hole means Rabbit, he said, and Rabbit means Company,
he said, and Company means Food and Listening=to=Me=Humming and such
like. Rum=tum=tum=tiddle=um.

So he bent down, put his head into the hole, and called out:

Is anybody at home?

There was a sudden scuffling noise from inside the hole, and then
silence.

What I said was, Is anybody at home? called out Pooh very loudly.

No! said a voice; and then added, You neednt shout so loud. I heard
you quite well the first time.

Bother! said Pooh. Isnt there anybody here at all?
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Nobody.

Winnie=the=Pooh took his head out of the hole, and thought for a little,
and he thought to himself, There must be somebody there, because
somebody must have said Nobody. So he put his head back in the
hole, and said:

Hallo, Rabbit, isnt that you?

No, said Rabbit, in a different sort of voice this time.

But isnt that Rabbits voice?

I dont think so, said Rabbit. It isnt meant to be.

Oh! said Pooh.

He took his head out of the hole, and had another think, and then he put
it back, and said:

Well, could you very kindly tell me where Rabbit is?

He has gone to see his friend Pooh Bear, who is a great friend of his.

But this is Me! said Bear, very much surprised.

What sort of Me?

Pooh Bear.

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Are you sure? said Rabbit, still more surprised.

Quite, quite sure, said Pooh.

Oh, well, then, come in.

So Pooh pushed and pushed and pushed his way through the hole, and at
last he got in.

You were quite right, said Rabbit, looking at him all over. It is
you. Glad to see you.

Who did you think it was?

Well, I wasnt sure. You know how it is in the Forest. One cant have
anybody coming into ones house. One has to be careful. What about a
mouthful of something?

Pooh always liked a little something at eleven oclock in the morning,
and he was very glad to see Rabbit getting out the plates and mugs; and
when Rabbit said, Honey or condensed milk with your bread? he was so
excited that he said, Both, and then, so as not to seem greedy, he
added, But dont bother about the bread, please. And for a long time
after that he said nothing ... until at last, humming to himself in a
rather sticky voice, he got up, shook Rabbit lovingly by the paw, and
said that he must be going on.

Must you? said Rabbit politely.

Well, said Pooh, I could stay a little longer if it==if you==== and
he tried very hard to look in the direction of the larder.
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As a matter of fact, said Rabbit, I was going out myself directly.

Oh, well, then, Ill be going on. Good=bye.

Well, good=bye, if youre sure you wont have any more.

Is there any more? asked Pooh quickly.

Rabbit took the covers off the dishes, and said, No, there wasnt.

I thought not, said Pooh, nodding to himself. Well, good=bye. I must
be going on.

So he started to climb out of the hole. He pulled with his front paws,
and pushed with his back paws, and in a little while his nose was out in
the open again ... and then his ears ... and then his front paws ...
and then his shoulders ... and then====

Oh, help! said Pooh. Id better go back.

Oh, bother! said Pooh. I shall have to go on.

I cant do either! said Pooh. Oh, help and bother!

Now by this time Rabbit wanted to go for a walk too, and finding the
front door full, he went out by the back door, and came round to Pooh,
and looked at him.

Hallo, are you stuck? he asked.

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N=no, said Pooh carelessly. Just resting and thinking and humming to
myself.

Here, give us a paw.

Pooh Bear stretched out a paw, and Rabbit pulled and pulled and
pulled....

Ow! cried Pooh. Youre hurting!

The fact is, said Rabbit, youre stuck.

It all comes, said Pooh crossly, of not having front doors big
enough.

It all comes, said Rabbit sternly, of eating too much. I thought at
the time, said Rabbit, only I didnt like to say anything, said
Rabbit, that one of us was eating too much, said Rabbit, and I knew
it wasnt me, he said. Well, well, I shall go and fetch Christopher
Robin.

Christopher Robin lived at the other end of the Forest, and when he came
back with Rabbit, and saw the front half of Pooh, he said, Silly old
Bear, in such a loving voice that everybody felt quite hopeful again.

I was just beginning to think, said Bear, sniffing slightly, that
Rabbit might never be able to use his front door again. And I should
hate that, he said.

So should I, said Rabbit.

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Use his front door again? said Christopher Robin. Of course hell use
his front door again.

Good, said Rabbit.

If we cant pull you out, Pooh, we might push you back.

Rabbit scratched his whiskers thoughtfully, and pointed out that, when
once Pooh was pushed back, he was back, and of course nobody was more
glad to see Pooh than he was, still there it was, some lived in trees
and some lived underground, and====

You mean Id never get out? said Pooh.

I mean, said Rabbit, that having got so far, it seems a pity to
waste it.

Christopher Robin nodded.

Then theres only one thing to be done, he said. We shall have to
wait for you to get thin again.

How long does getting thin take? asked Pooh anxiously.

About a week, I should think.

But I cant stay here for a week!

You can stay here all right, silly old Bear. Its getting you out
which is so difficult.

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Well read to you, said Rabbit cheerfully. And I hope it wont snow,
he added. And I say, old fellow, youre taking up a good deal of room
in my house==do you mind if I use your back legs as a towel=horse?
Because, I mean, there they are==doing nothing==and it would be very
convenient just to hang the towels on them.

A week! said Pooh gloomily. What about meals?

Im afraid no meals, said Christopher Robin, because of getting thin
quicker. But we will read to you.

Bear began to sigh, and then found he couldnt because he was so tightly
stuck; and a tear rolled down his eye, as he said:

Then would you read a Sustaining Book, such as would help and comfort a
Wedged Bear in Great Tightness?

So for a week Christopher Robin read that sort of book at the North end
of Pooh, and Rabbit hung his washing on the South end ... and in
between Bear felt himself getting slenderer and slenderer. And at the
end of the week Christopher Robin said, Now!

So he took hold of Poohs front paws and Rabbit took hold of Christopher
Robin, and all Rabbits friends and relations took hold of Rabbit, and
they all pulled together....

And for a long time Pooh only said Ow! ...

And Oh! ...

And then, all of a sudden, he said Pop! just as if a cork were
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coming out of a bottle.

And Christopher Robin and Rabbit and all Rabbits friends and relations
went head=over=heels backwards ... and on the top of them came
Winnie=the=Pooh==free!

So, with a nod of thanks to his friends, he went on with his walk
through the forest, humming proudly to himself. But, Christopher Robin
looked after him lovingly, and said to himself, Silly old Bear!




 CHAPTER III

 IN WHICH POOH AND PIGLET GO HUNTING
 AND NEARLY CATCH A WOOZLE


The Piglet lived in a very grand house in the middle of a beech=tree,
and the beech=tree was in the middle of the forest, and the Piglet lived
in the middle of the house. Next to his house was a piece of broken
board which had: TRESPASSERS W on it. When Christopher Robin asked the
Piglet what it meant, he said it was his grandfathers name, and had
been in the family for a long time, Christopher Robin said you
couldnt be called Trespassers W, and Piglet said yes, you could,
because his grandfather was, and it was short for Trespassers Will,
which was short for Trespassers William. And his grandfather had had two
names in case he lost one==Trespassers after an uncle, and William after
Trespassers.

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Ive got two names, said Christopher Robin carelessly.

Well, there you are, that proves it, said Piglet.

One fine winters day when Piglet was brushing away the snow in front of
his house, he happened to look up, and there was Winnie=the=Pooh. Pooh
was walking round and round in a circle, thinking of something else, and
when Piglet called to him, he just went on walking.

Hallo! said Piglet, what are you doing?

Hunting, said Pooh.

Hunting what?

Tracking something, said Winnie=the=Pooh very mysteriously.

Tracking what? said Piglet, coming closer.

Thats just what I ask myself. I ask myself, What?

What do you think youll answer?

I shall have to wait until I catch up with it, said Winnie=the=Pooh.
Now, look there. He pointed to the ground in front of him. What do
you see there?

Tracks, said Piglet. Paw=marks. He gave a little squeak of
excitement. Oh, Pooh! Do you think its a==a==a Woozle?

It may be, said Pooh. Sometimes it is, and sometimes it isnt. You
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never can tell with paw=marks.

With these few words he went on tracking, and Piglet, after watching him
for a minute or two, ran after him. Winnie=the=Pooh had come to a sudden
stop, and was bending over the tracks in a puzzled sort of way.

Whats the matter? asked Piglet.

Its a very funny thing, said Bear, but there seem to be
two animals now. This==whatever=it=was==has been joined by
another==whatever=it=is==and the two of them are now proceeding
in company. Would you mind coming with me, Piglet, in case they
turn out to be Hostile Animals?

Piglet scratched his ear in a nice sort of way, and said that he had
nothing to do until Friday, and would be delighted to come, in case it
really was a Woozle.

You mean, in case it really is two Woozles, said Winnie=the=Pooh, and
Piglet said that anyhow he had nothing to do until Friday. So off they
went together.

There was a small spinney of larch trees just here, and it seemed as if
the two Woozles, if that is what they were, had been going round this
spinney; so round this spinney went Pooh and Piglet after them; Piglet
passing the time by telling Pooh what his Grandfather Trespassers W had
done to Remove Stiffness after Tracking, and how his Grandfather
Trespassers W had suffered in his later years from Shortness of Breath,
and other matters of interest, and Pooh wondering what a Grandfather was
like, and if perhaps this was Two Grandfathers they were after now, and,
if so, whether he would be allowed to take one home and keep it, and
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what Christopher Robin would say. And still the tracks went on in front
of them....

Suddenly Winnie=the=Pooh stopped, and pointed excitedly in front of him.
Look!

What? said Piglet, with a jump. And then, to show that he hadnt
been frightened, he jumped up and down once or twice more in an
exercising sort of way.

The tracks! said Pooh. A third animal has joined the other two!

Pooh! cried Piglet. Do you think it is another Woozle?

No, said Pooh, because it makes different marks. It is either Two
Woozles and one, as it might be, Wizzle, or Two, as it might be, Wizzles
and one, if so it is, Woozle. Let us continue to follow them.

So they went on, feeling just a little anxious now, in case the three
animals in front of them were of Hostile Intent. And Piglet wished very
much that his Grandfather T. W. were there, instead of elsewhere, and
Pooh thought how nice it would be if they met Christopher Robin suddenly
but quite accidentally, and only because he liked Christopher Robin so
much. And then, all of a sudden, Winnie=the=Pooh stopped again, and
licked the tip of his nose in a cooling manner, for he was feeling more
hot and anxious than ever in his life before. There were four animals
in front of them!

Do you see, Piglet? Look at their tracks! Three, as it were, Woozles,
and one, as it was, Wizzle. Another Woozle has joined them!

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And so it seemed to be. There were the tracks; crossing over each other
here, getting muddled up with each other there; but, quite plainly every
now and then, the tracks of four sets of paws.

I think, said Piglet, when he had licked the tip of his nose too,
and found that it brought very little comfort, I think that I have
just remembered something. I have just remembered something that I
forgot to do yesterday and shant be able to do to=morrow. So I suppose
I really ought to go back and do it now.

Well do it this afternoon, and Ill come with you, said Pooh.

It isnt the sort of thing you can do in the afternoon, said Piglet
quickly. Its a very particular morning thing, that has to be done in
the morning, and, if possible, between the hours of====What would you
say the time was?

About twelve, said Winnie=the=Pooh, looking at the sun.

Between, as I was saying, the hours of twelve and twelve five. So,
really, dear old Pooh, if youll excuse me====Whats that?

Pooh looked up at the sky, and then, as he heard the whistle again, he
looked up into the branches of a big oak=tree, and then he saw a friend
of his.

Its Christopher Robin, he said.

Ah, then youll be all right, said Piglet. Youll be quite safe with
him. Good=bye, and he trotted off home as quickly as he could, very
glad to be Out of All Danger again.
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Christopher Robin came slowly down his tree.

Silly old Bear, he said, what were you doing? First you went round
the spinney twice by yourself, and then Piglet ran after you and you
went round again together, and then you were just going round a fourth
time====

Wait a moment, said Winnie=the=Pooh, holding up his paw.

He sat down and thought, in the most thoughtful way he could think. Then
he fitted his paw into one of the Tracks ... and then he scratched his
nose twice, and stood up.

Yes, said Winnie=the=Pooh.

I see now, said Winnie=the=Pooh.

I have been Foolish and Deluded, said he, and I am a Bear of No Brain
at All.

Youre the Best Bear in All the World, said Christopher Robin
soothingly.

Am I? said Pooh hopefully. And then he brightened up suddenly.

Anyhow, he said, it is nearly Luncheon Time.

So he went home for it.


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 CHAPTER IV

 IN WHICH EEYORE LOSES A TAIL
 AND POOH FINDS ONE


The Old Grey Donkey, Eeyore, stood by himself in a thistly corner of
the forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought
about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, Why? and
sometimes he thought, Wherefore? and sometimes he thought, Inasmuch
as which?==and sometimes he didnt quite know what he was thinking
about. So when Winnie=the=Pooh came stumping along, Eeyore was very glad
to be able to stop thinking for a little, in order to say How do you
do? in a gloomy manner to him.

And how are you? said Winnie=the=Pooh.

Eeyore shook his head from side to side.

Not very how, he said. I dont seem to have felt at all how for a
long time.

Dear, dear, said Pooh, Im sorry about that. Lets have a look at
you.

So Eeyore stood there, gazing sadly at the ground, and Winnie=the=Pooh
walked all round him once.

Why, whats happened to your tail? he said in surprise.
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What has happened to it? said Eeyore.

It isnt there!

Are you sure?

Well, either a tail is there or it isnt there. You cant make a
mistake about it. And yours isnt there!

Then what is?

Nothing.

Lets have a look, said Eeyore, and he turned slowly round to the
place where his tail had been a little while ago, and then, finding that
he couldnt catch it up, he turned round the other way, until he came
back to where he was at first, and then he put his head down and looked
between his front legs, and at last he said, with a long, sad sigh, I
believe youre right.

Of course Im right, said Pooh.

That Accounts for a Good Deal, said Eeyore gloomily. It Explains
Everything. No Wonder.

You must have left it somewhere, said Winnie=the=Pooh.

Somebody must have taken it, said Eeyore. How Like Them, he added,
after a long silence.

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Pooh felt that he ought to say something helpful about it, but didnt
quite know what. So he decided to do something helpful instead.

Eeyore, he said solemnly, I, Winnie=the=Pooh, will find your tail for
you.

Thank you, Pooh, answered Eeyore. Youre a real friend, said he.
Not like Some, he said.

So Winnie=the=Pooh went off to find Eeyores tail.

It was a fine spring morning in the forest as he started out. Little
soft clouds played happily in a blue sky, skipping from time to time in
front of the sun as if they had come to put it out, and then sliding
away suddenly so that the next might have his turn. Through them and
between them the sun shone bravely; and a copse which had worn its firs
all the year round seemed old and dowdy now beside the new green lace
which the beeches had put on so prettily. Through copse and spinney
marched Bear; down open slopes of gorse and heather, over rocky beds of
streams, up steep banks of sandstone into the heather again; and so at
last, tired and hungry, to the Hundred Acre Wood. For it was in the
Hundred Acre Wood that Owl lived.

And if anyone knows anything about anything, said Bear to himself,
its Owl who knows something about something, he said, or my names
not Winnie=the=Pooh, he said. Which it is, he added. So there you
are.

Owl lived at The Chestnuts, an old=world residence of great charm, which
was grander than anybody elses, or seemed so to Bear, because it had
both a knocker and a bell=pull. Underneath the knocker there was a
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notice which said:

 PLES RING IF AN RNSER IS REQIRD.

Underneath the bell=pull there was a notice which said:

 PLEZ CNOKE IF AN RNSR IS NOT REQID.

These notices had been written by Christopher Robin, who was the only
one in the forest who could spell; for Owl, wise though he was in many
ways, able to read and write and spell his own name WOL, yet somehow
went all to pieces over delicate words like MEASLES and BUTTEREDTOAST.

Winnie=the=Pooh read the two notices very carefully, first from left to
right, and afterwards, in case he had missed some of it, from right to
left. Then, to make quite sure, he knocked and pulled the knocker, and
he pulled and knocked the bell=rope, and he called out in a very loud
voice, Owl! I require an answer! Its Bear speaking. And the door
opened, and Owl looked out.

Hallo, Pooh, he said. Hows things?

Terrible and Sad, said Pooh, because Eeyore, who is a friend of mine,
has lost his tail. And hes Moping about it. So could you very kindly
tell me how to find it for him?

Well, said Owl, the customary procedure in such cases is as follows.

What does Crustimoney Proseedcake mean? said Pooh. For I am a Bear of
Very Little Brain, and long words Bother me.

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It means the Thing to Do.

As long as it means that, I dont mind, said Pooh humbly.

The thing to do is as follows. First, Issue a Reward. Then====

Just a moment, said Pooh, holding up his paw. What do we do to
this==what you were saying? You sneezed just as you were going to tell
me.

I didnt sneeze.

Yes, you did, Owl.

Excuse me, Pooh, I didnt. You cant sneeze without knowing it.

Well, you cant know it without something having been sneezed.

What I said was, First Issue a Reward.

Youre doing it again, said Pooh sadly.

A Reward! said Owl very loudly. We write a notice to say that we will
give a large something to anybody who finds Eeyores tail.

I see, I see, said Pooh, nodding his head. Talking about large
somethings, he went on dreamily, I generally have a small something
about now==about this time in the morning, and he looked wistfully at
the cupboard in the corner of Owls parlour; just a mouthful of
condensed milk or whatnot, with perhaps a lick of honey====

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Well, then, said Owl, we write out this notice, and we put it up all
over the forest.

A lick of honey, murmured Bear to himself, or==or not, as the case
may be. And he gave a deep sigh, and tried very hard to listen to what
Owl was saying.

But Owl went on and on, using longer and longer words, until at last he
came back to where he started, and he explained that the person to write
out this notice was Christopher Robin.

It was he who wrote the ones on my front door for me. Did you see them,
Pooh?

For some time now Pooh had been saying Yes and No in turn, with his
eyes shut, to all that Owl was saying, and having said, Yes, yes, last
time, he said No, not at all, now, without really knowing what Owl was
talking about.

Didnt you see them? said Owl, a little surprised. Come and look at
them now.

So they went outside. And Pooh looked at the knocker and the notice
below it, and he looked at the bell=rope and the notice below it, and
the more he looked at the bell=rope, the more he felt that he had seen
something like it, somewhere else, sometime before.

Handsome bell=rope, isnt it? said Owl.

Pooh nodded.

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It reminds me of something, he said, but I cant think what. Where
did you get it?

I just came across it in the Forest. It was hanging over a bush, and I
thought at first somebody lived there, so I rang it, and nothing
happened, and then I rang it again very loudly, and it came off in my
hand, and as nobody seemed to want it, I took it home, and====

Owl, said Pooh solemnly, you made a mistake. Somebody did want it.

Who?

Eeyore. My dear friend Eeyore. He was==he was fond of it.

Fond of it?

Attached to it, said Winnie=the=Pooh sadly.

 = = = = =

So with these words he unhooked it, and carried it back to Eeyore; and
when Christopher Robin had nailed it on in its right place again, Eeyore
frisked about the forest, waving his tail so happily that
Winnie=the=Pooh came over all funny, and had to hurry home for a little
snack of something to sustain him. And, wiping his mouth half an hour
afterwards, he sang to himself proudly:

 Who found the Tail?
 I, said Pooh,
 At a quarter to two
 (Only it was quarter to eleven really),
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 I found the Tail!




 CHAPTER V

 IN WHICH PIGLET MEETS A HEFFALUMP


One day, when Christopher Robin and Winnie=the=Pooh and Piglet were
all talking together, Christopher Robin finished the mouthful he was
eating and said carelessly: I saw a Heffalump to=day, Piglet.

What was it doing? asked Piglet.

Just lumping along, said Christopher Robin. I dont think it saw
me.

I saw one once, said Piglet. At least, I think I did, he said. Only
perhaps it wasnt.

So did I, said Pooh, wondering what a Heffalump was like.

You dont often see them, said Christopher Robin carelessly.

Not now, said Piglet.

Not at this time of year, said Pooh.

Then they all talked about something else, until it was time for Pooh
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and Piglet to go home together. At first as they stumped along the path
which edged the Hundred Acre Wood, they didnt say much to each other;
but when they came to the stream and had helped each other across the
stepping stones, and were able to walk side by side again over the
heather, they began to talk in a friendly way about this and that, and
Piglet said, If you see what I mean, Pooh, and Pooh said, Its just
what I think myself, Piglet, and Piglet said, But, on the other hand,
Pooh, we must remember, and Pooh said, Quite true, Piglet, although I
had forgotten it for the moment. And then, just as they came to the Six
Pine Trees, Pooh looked round to see that nobody else was listening, and
said in a very solemn voice:

Piglet, I have decided something.

What have you decided, Pooh?

I have decided to catch a Heffalump.

Pooh nodded his head several times as he said this, and waited for
Piglet to say How? or Pooh, you couldnt! or something helpful of
that sort, but Piglet said nothing. The fact was Piglet was wishing that
he had thought about it first.

I shall do it, said Pooh, after waiting a little longer, by means of
a trap. And it must be a Cunning Trap, so you will have to help me,
Piglet.

Pooh, said Piglet, feeling quite happy again now, I will. And then
he said, How shall we do it? and Pooh said, Thats just it. How? And
then they sat down together to think it out.

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Poohs first idea was that they should dig a Very Deep Pit, and then the
Heffalump would come along and fall into the Pit, and====

Why? said Piglet.

Why what? said Pooh.

Why would he fall in?

Pooh rubbed his nose with his paw, and said that the Heffalump might be
walking along, humming a little song, and looking up at the sky,
wondering if it would rain, and so he wouldnt see the Very Deep Pit
until he was half=way down, when it would be too late.

Piglet said that this was a very good Trap, but supposing it were
raining already?

Pooh rubbed his nose again, and said that he hadnt thought of that. And
then he brightened up, and said that, if it were raining already, the
Heffalump would be looking at the sky wondering if it would clear up,
and so he wouldnt see the Very Deep Pit until he was half=way
down.... When it would be too late.

Piglet said that, now that this point had been explained, he thought it
was a Cunning Trap.

Pooh was very proud when he heard this, and he felt that the Heffalump
was as good as caught already, but there was just one other thing which
had to be thought about, and it was this. Where should they dig the
Very Deep Pit?

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Piglet said that the best place would be somewhere where a Heffalump
was, just before he fell into it, only about a foot farther on.

But then he would see us digging it, said Pooh.

Not if he was looking at the sky.

He would Suspect, said Pooh, if he happened to look down. He thought
for a long time and then added sadly, It isnt as easy as I thought. I
suppose thats why Heffalumps hardly ever get caught.

That must be it, said Piglet.

They sighed and got up; and when they had taken a few gorse prickles out
of themselves they sat down again; and all the time Pooh was saying to
himself, If only I could think of something! For he felt sure that a
Very Clever Brain could catch a Heffalump if only he knew the right way
to go about it.

Suppose, he said to Piglet, you wanted to catch me, how would you
do it?

Well, said Piglet, I should do it like this. I should make a Trap,
and I should put a Jar of Honey in the Trap, and you would smell it, and
you would go in after it, and====

And I would go in after it, said Pooh excitedly, only very carefully
so as not to hurt myself, and I would get to the Jar of Honey, and I
should lick round the edges first of all, pretending that there wasnt
any more, you know, and then I should walk away and think about it a
little, and then I should come back and start licking in the middle of
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the jar, and then====

Yes, well never mind about that. There you would be, and there I should
catch you. Now the first thing to think of is, What do Heffalumps like?
I should think acorns, shouldnt you? Well get a lot of====I say, wake
up, Pooh!

Pooh, who had gone into a happy dream, woke up with a start, and said
that Honey was a much more trappy thing than Haycorns. Piglet didnt
think so; and they were just going to argue about it, when Piglet
remembered that, if they put acorns in the Trap, he would have to find
the acorns, but if they put honey, then Pooh would have to give up some
of his own honey, so he said, All right, honey then, just as Pooh
remembered it too, and was going to say, All right, haycorns.

Honey, said Piglet to himself in a thoughtful way, as if it were now
settled. Ill dig the pit, while you go and get the honey.

Very well, said Pooh, and he stumped off.

As soon as he got home, he went to the larder; and he stood on a chair,
and took down a very large jar of honey from the top shelf. It had HUNNY
written on it, but, just to make sure, he took off the paper cover and
looked at it, and it looked just like honey. But you never can tell,
said Pooh. I remember my uncle saying once that he had seen cheese just
this colour. So he put his tongue in, and took a large lick. Yes, he
said, it is. No doubt about that. And honey, I should say, right down
to the bottom of the jar. Unless, of course, he said, somebody put
cheese in at the bottom just for a joke. Perhaps I had better go a
little further ... just in case ... in case Heffalumps dont
like cheese ... same as me.... Ah! And he gave a deep sigh. I
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was right. It is honey, right the way down.

Having made certain of this, he took the jar back to Piglet, and Piglet
looked up from the bottom of his Very Deep Pit, and said, Got it? and
Pooh said, Yes, but it isnt quite a full jar, and he threw it down to
Piglet, and Piglet said, No, it isnt! Is that all youve got left?
and Pooh said Yes. Because it was. So Piglet put the jar at the bottom
of the Pit, and climbed out, and they went off home together.

Well, good night, Pooh, said Piglet, when they had got to Poohs
house. And we meet at six oclock to=morrow morning by the Pine Trees,
and see how many Heffalumps weve got in our Trap.

Six oclock, Piglet. And have you got any string?

No. Why do you want string?

To lead them home with.

Oh! ... I think Heffalumps come if you whistle.

Some do and some dont. You never can tell with Heffalumps. Well, good
night!

Good night!

And off Piglet trotted to his house TRESPASSERS W, while Pooh made his
preparations for bed.

Some hours later, just as the night was beginning to steal away, Pooh
woke up suddenly with a sinking feeling. He had had that sinking feeling
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before, and he knew what it meant. He was hungry. So he went to the
larder, and he stood on a chair and reached up to the top shelf, and
found==nothing.

Thats funny, he thought. I know I had a jar of honey there. A full
jar, full of honey right up to the top, and it had HUNNY written on it,
so that I should know it was honey. Thats very funny. And then he
began to wander up and down, wondering where it was and murmuring a
murmur to himself. Like this:

 Its very, very funny,
 Cos I know I had some honey;
 Cos it had a label on,
 Saying HUNNY.
 A goloptious full=up pot too,
 And I dont know where its got to,
 No, I dont know where its gone==
 Well, its funny.

He had murmured this to himself three times in a singing sort of way,
when suddenly he remembered. He had put it into the Cunning Trap to
catch the Heffalump.

Bother! said Pooh. It all comes of trying to be kind to Heffalumps.
And he got back into bed.

But he couldnt sleep. The more he tried to sleep, the more he couldnt.
He tried Counting Sheep, which is sometimes a good way of getting to
sleep, and, as that was no good, he tried counting Heffalumps. And that
was worse. Because every Heffalump that he counted was making straight
for a pot of Poohs honey, and eating it all. For some minutes he lay
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there miserably, but when the five hundred and eighty=seventh Heffalump
was licking its jaws, and saying to itself, Very good honey this, I
dont know when Ive tasted better, Pooh could bear it no longer. He
jumped out of bed, he ran out of the house, and he ran straight to the
Six Pine Trees.

The Sun was still in bed, but there was a lightness in the sky over the
Hundred Acre Wood which seemed to show that it was waking up and would
soon be kicking off the clothes. In the half=light the Pine Trees looked
cold and lonely, and the Very Deep Pit seemed deeper than it was, and
Poohs jar of honey at the bottom was something mysterious, a shape and
no more. But as he got nearer to it his nose told him that it was indeed
honey, and his tongue came out and began to polish up his mouth, ready
for it.

Bother! said Pooh, as he got his nose inside the jar. A Heffalump has
been eating it! And then he thought a little and said, Oh, no, I
did. I forgot.

Indeed, he had eaten most of it. But there was a little left at the very
bottom of the jar, and he pushed his head right in, and began to
lick....

By and by Piglet woke up. As soon as he woke he said to himself, Oh!
Then he said bravely, Yes, and then, still more bravely, Quite so.
But he didnt feel very brave, for the word which was really jiggeting
about in his brain was Heffalumps.

What was a Heffalump like?

Was it Fierce?
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Did it come when you whistled? And how did it come?

Was it Fond of Pigs at all?

If it was Fond of Pigs, did it make any difference what sort of Pig?

Supposing it was Fierce with Pigs, would it make any difference if the
Pig had a grandfather called TRESPASSERS WILLIAM?

He didnt know the answer to any of these questions ... and he was
going to see his first Heffalump in about an hour from now!

Of course Pooh would be with him, and it was much more Friendly with
two. But suppose Heffalumps were Very Fierce with Pigs and Bears?
Wouldnt it be better to pretend that he had a headache, and couldnt go
up to the Six Pine Trees this morning? But then suppose that it was a
very fine day, and there was no Heffalump in the trap, here he would be,
in bed all the morning, simply wasting his time for nothing. What should
he do?

And then he had a Clever Idea. He would go up very quietly to the Six
Pine Trees now, peep very cautiously into the Trap, and see if there
was a Heffalump there. And if there was, he would go back to bed, and
if there wasnt, he wouldnt.

So off he went. At first he thought that there wouldnt be a Heffalump
in the Trap, and then he thought that there would, and as he got nearer
he was sure that there would, because he could hear it heffalumping
about it like anything.

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Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear! said Piglet to himself. And he wanted to
run away. But somehow, having got so near, he felt that he must just see
what a Heffalump was like. So he crept to the side of the Trap and
looked in....

And all the time Winnie=the=Pooh had been trying to get the honey=jar
off his head. The more he shook it, the more tightly it stuck.

Bother! he said, inside the jar, and Oh, help! and, mostly,
Ow! And he tried bumping it against things, but as he couldnt see
what he was bumping it against, it didnt help him; and he tried to
climb out of the Trap, but as he could see nothing but jar, and not much
of that, he couldnt find his way. So at last he lifted up his head, jar
and all, and made a loud, roaring noise of Sadness and Despair ... and
it was at that moment that Piglet looked down.

Help, help! cried Piglet, a Heffalump, a Horrible Heffalump! and he
scampered off as hard as he could, still crying out, Help, help, a
Herrible Hoffalump! Hoff, Hoff, a Hellible Horralump! Holl, Holl, a
Hoffable Hellerump! And he didnt stop crying and scampering until he
got to Christopher Robins house.

Whatevers the matter, Piglet? said Christopher Robin, who was just
getting up.

Heff, said Piglet, breathing so hard that he could hardly speak, a
Heff==a Heff==a Heffalump.

Where?

Up there, said Piglet, waving his paw.
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What did it look like?

Like==like====It had the biggest head you ever saw, Christopher Robin.
A great enormous thing, like==like nothing. A huge big==well, like a==I
dont know==like an enormous big nothing. Like a jar.

Well, said Christopher Robin, putting on his shoes, I shall go and
look at it. Come on.

Piglet wasnt afraid if he had Christopher Robin with him, so off they
went....

I can hear it, cant you? said Piglet anxiously, as they got near.

I can hear something, said Christopher Robin.

It was Pooh bumping his head against a tree=root he had found.

There! said Piglet. Isnt it awful? And he held on tight to
Christopher Robins hand.

Suddenly Christopher Robin began to laugh ... and he laughed ... and he
laughed ... and he laughed. And while he was still laughing==Crash
went the Heffalumps head against the tree=root, Smash went the jar,
and out came Poohs head again....

Then Piglet saw what a Foolish Piglet he had been, and he was so ashamed
of himself that he ran straight off home and went to bed with a
headache. But Christopher Robin and Pooh went home to breakfast
together.
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Oh, Bear! said Christopher Robin. How I do love you!

So do I, said Pooh.




 CHAPTER VI

 IN WHICH EEYORE HAS A BIRTHDAY
 AND GETS TWO PRESENTS


Eeyore, the old grey Donkey, stood by the side of the stream, and
looked at himself in the water.

Pathetic, he said. Thats what it is. Pathetic.

He turned and walked slowly down the stream for twenty yards, splashed
across it, and walked slowly back on the other side. Then he looked at
himself in the water again.

As I thought, he said. No better from this side. But nobody minds.
Nobody cares. Pathetic, thats what it is.

There was a crackling noise in the bracken behind him, and out came
Pooh.

Good morning, Eeyore, said Pooh.

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Good morning, Pooh Bear, said Eeyore gloomily. If it is a good
morning, he said. Which I doubt, said he.

Why, whats the matter?

Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We cant all, and some of us dont. Thats
all there is to it.

Cant all what? said Pooh, rubbing his nose.

Gaiety. Song=and=dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.

Oh! said Pooh. He thought for a long time, and then asked, What
mulberry bush is that?

Bon=hommy, went on Eeyore gloomily. French word meaning bonhommy, he
explained. Im not complaining, but There It Is.

Pooh sat down on a large stone, and tried to think this out. It sounded
to him like a riddle, and he was never much good at riddles, being a
Bear of Very Little Brain. So he sang Cottleston Pie instead:

 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,
 A fly cant bird, but a bird can fly.
 Ask me a riddle and I reply:
 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.

That was the first verse. When he had finished it, Eeyore didnt
actually say that he didnt like it, so Pooh very kindly sang the second
verse to him:

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 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,
 A fish cant whistle and neither can I.
 Ask me a riddle and I reply:
 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.

Eeyore still said nothing at all, so Pooh hummed the third verse quietly
to himself:

 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie,
 Why does a chicken, I dont know why.
 Ask me a riddle and I reply:
 Cottleston, Cottleston, Cottleston Pie.

Thats right, said Eeyore. Sing. Umty=tiddly, umty=too. Here we go
gathering Nuts and May. Enjoy yourself.

I am, said Pooh.

Some can, said Eeyore.

Why, whats the matter?

Is anything the matter?

You seem so sad, Eeyore.

Sad? Why should I be sad? Its my birthday. The happiest day of the
year.

Your birthday? said Pooh in great surprise.

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Of course it is. Cant you see? Look at all the presents I have had.
He waved a foot from side to side. Look at the birthday cake. Candles
and pink sugar.

Pooh looked==first to the right and then to the left.

Presents? said Pooh. Birthday cake? said Pooh. Where?

Cant you see them?

No, said Pooh.

Neither can I, said Eeyore. Joke, he explained. Ha ha!

Pooh scratched his head, being a little puzzled by all this.

But is it really your birthday? he asked.

It is.

Oh! Well, Many happy returns of the day, Eeyore.

And many happy returns to you, Pooh Bear.

But it isnt my birthday.

No, its mine.

But you said Many happy returns====

Well, why not? You dont always want to be miserable on my birthday, do
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you?

Oh, I see, said Pooh.

Its bad enough, said Eeyore, almost breaking down, being miserable
myself, what with no presents and no cake and no candles, and no proper
notice taken of me at all, but if everybody else is going to be
miserable too====

This was too much for Pooh. Stay there! he called to Eeyore, as he
turned and hurried back home as quick as he could; for he felt that he
must get poor Eeyore a present of some sort at once, and he could
always think of a proper one afterwards.

Outside his house he found Piglet, jumping up and down trying to reach
the knocker.

Hallo, Piglet, he said.

Hallo, Pooh, said Piglet.

What are you trying to do?

I was trying to reach the knocker, said Piglet. I just came
round====

Let me do it for you, said Pooh kindly. So he reached up and knocked
at the door. I have just seen Eeyore, he began, and poor Eeyore is in
a Very Sad Condition, because its his birthday, and nobody has taken
any notice of it, and hes very Gloomy==you know what Eeyore is==and
there he was, and====What a long time whoever lives here is answering
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this door. And he knocked again.

But Pooh, said Piglet, its your own house!

Oh! said Pooh. So it is, he said. Well, lets go in.

So in they went. The first thing Pooh did was to go to the cupboard to
see if he had quite a small jar of honey left; and he had, so he took it
down.

Im giving this to Eeyore, he explained, as a present. What are you
going to give?

Couldnt I give it too? said Piglet. From both of us?

No, said Pooh. That would not be a good plan.

All right, then, Ill give him a balloon. Ive got one left from my
party. Ill go and get it now, shall I?

That, Piglet, is a very good idea. It is just what Eeyore wants to
cheer him up. Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon.

So off Piglet trotted; and in the other direction went Pooh, with his
jar of honey.

It was a warm day, and he had a long way to go. He hadnt gone more than
half=way when a sort of funny feeling began to creep all over him. It
began at the tip of his nose and trickled all through him and out at the
soles of his feet. It was just as if somebody inside him were saying,
Now then, Pooh, time for a little something.
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Dear, dear, said Pooh, I didnt know it was as late as that. So he
sat down and took the top off his jar of honey. Lucky I brought this
with me, he thought. Many a bear going out on a warm day like this
would never have thought of bringing a little something with him. And
he began to eat.

Now let me see, he thought, as he took his last lick of the inside of
the jar, where was I going? Ah, yes, Eeyore. He got up slowly.

And then, suddenly, he remembered. He had eaten Eeyores birthday
present!

Bother! said Pooh. What shall I do? I must give him
something.

For a little while he couldnt think of anything. Then he thought:
Well, its a very nice pot, even if theres no honey in it, and if I
washed it clean, and got somebody to write A Happy Birthday on it,
Eeyore could keep things in it, which might be Useful. So, as he was
just passing the Hundred Acre Wood, he went inside to call on Owl, who
lived there.

Good morning, Owl, he said.

Good morning, Pooh, said Owl.

Many happy returns of Eeyores birthday, said Pooh.

Oh, is that what it is?

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What are you giving him, Owl?

What are you giving him, Pooh?

Im giving him a Useful Pot to Keep Things In, and I wanted to ask
you====

Is this it? said Owl, taking it out of Poohs paw.

Yes, and I wanted to ask you====

Somebody has been keeping honey in it, said Owl.

You can keep anything in it, said Pooh earnestly. Its Very Useful
like that. And I wanted to ask you====

You ought to write A Happy Birthday on it.

That was what I wanted to ask you, said Pooh. Because my spelling
is Wobbly. Its good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the
wrong places. Would you write A Happy Birthday on it for me?

Its a nice pot, said Owl, looking at it all round. Couldnt I give
it too? From both of us?

No, said Pooh. That would not be a good plan. Now Ill just wash it
first, and then you can write on it.

Well, he washed the pot out, and dried it, while Owl licked the end of
his pencil, and wondered how to spell birthday.

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Can you read, Pooh? he asked a little anxiously. Theres a notice
about knocking and ringing outside my door, which Christopher Robin
wrote. Could you read it?

Christopher Robin told me what it said, and then I could.

Well, Ill tell you what this says, and then youll be able to.

So Owl wrote ... and this is what he wrote:

 HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY.

Pooh looked on admiringly.

Im just saying A Happy Birthday, said Owl carelessly.

Its a nice long one, said Pooh, very much impressed by it.

Well, actually, of course, Im saying A Very Happy Birthday with
love from Pooh. Naturally it takes a good deal of pencil to say a long
thing like that.

Oh, I see, said Pooh.

While all this was happening, Piglet had gone back to his own house to
get Eeyores balloon. He held it very tightly against himself, so that
it shouldnt blow away, and he ran as fast as he could so as to get to
Eeyore before Pooh did; for he thought that he would like to be the
first one to give a present, just as if he had thought of it without
being told by anybody. And running along, and thinking how pleased
Eeyore would be, he didnt look where he was going ... and suddenly he
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put his foot in a rabbit hole, and fell down flat on his face.

BANG!!!???===!!!

Piglet lay there, wondering what had happened. At first he thought that
the whole world had blown up; and then he thought that perhaps only the
Forest part of it had; and then he thought that perhaps only he had,
and he was now alone in the moon or somewhere, and would never see
Christopher Robin or Pooh or Eeyore again. And then he thought, Well,
even if Im in the moon, I neednt be face downwards all the time, so
he got cautiously up and looked about him.

He was still in the Forest!

Well, thats funny, he thought. I wonder what that bang was. I
couldnt have made such a noise just falling down. And wheres my
balloon? And whats that small piece of damp rag doing?

It was the balloon!

Oh, dear! said Piglet Oh, dear, oh, dearie, dearie, dear! Well, its
too late now. I cant go back, and I havent another balloon, and
perhaps Eeyore doesnt like balloons so very much.

So he trotted on, rather sadly now, and down he came to the side of the
stream where Eeyore was, and called out to him.

Good morning, Eeyore, shouted Piglet.

Good morning, Little Piglet, said Eeyore. If it is a good morning,
he said. Which I doubt, said he. Not that it matters, he said.
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Many happy returns of the day, said Piglet, having now got closer.

Eeyore stopped looking at himself in the stream, and turned to stare at
Piglet.

Just say that again, he said.

Many hap====

Wait a moment.

Balancing on three legs, he began to bring his fourth leg very
cautiously up to his ear. I did this yesterday, he explained, as he
fell down for the third time. Its quite easy. Its so as I can hear
better.... There, thats done it! Now then, what were you saying? He
pushed his ear forward with his hoof.

Many happy returns of the day, said Piglet again.

Meaning me?

Of course, Eeyore.

My birthday?

Yes.

Me having a real birthday?

Yes, Eeyore, and Ive brought you a present.
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Eeyore took down his right hoof from his right ear, turned round, and
with great difficulty put up his left hoof.

I must have that in the other ear, he said. Now then.

A present, said Piglet very loudly.

Meaning me again?

Yes.

My birthday still?

Of course, Eeyore.

Me going on having a real birthday?

Yes, Eeyore, and I brought you a balloon.

Balloon? said Eeyore. You did say balloon? One of those big
coloured things you blow up? Gaiety, song=and=dance, here we are and
there we are?

Yes, but Im afraid==Im very sorry, Eeyore==but when I was running
along to bring it you, I fell down.

Dear, dear, how unlucky! You ran too fast, I expect. You didnt hurt
yourself, Little Piglet?

No, but I==I==oh, Eeyore, I burst the balloon!
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There was a very long silence.

My balloon? said Eeyore at last.

Piglet nodded.

My birthday balloon?

Yes, Eeyore, said Piglet sniffing a little. Here it is. With==with
many happy returns of the day. And he gave Eeyore the small piece of
damp rag.

Is this it? said Eeyore, a little surprised.

Piglet nodded.

My present?

Piglet nodded again.

The balloon?

Yes.

Thank you, Piglet, said Eeyore. You dont mind my asking, he went
on, but what colour was this balloon when it==when it was a balloon?

Red.

I just wondered.... Red, he murmured to himself. My favourite
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colour.... How big was it?

About as big as me.

I just wondered.... About as big as Piglet, he said to himself
sadly. My favourite size. Well, well.

Piglet felt very miserable, and didnt know what to say. He was still
opening his mouth to begin something, and then deciding that it wasnt
any good saying that, when he heard a shout from the other side of the
river, and there was Pooh.

Many happy returns of the day, called out Pooh, forgetting that he had
said it already.

Thank you, Pooh, Im having them, said Eeyore gloomily.

Ive brought you a little present, said Pooh excitedly.

Ive had it, said Eeyore.

Pooh had now splashed across the stream to Eeyore, and Piglet was
sitting a little way off, his head in his paws, snuffling to himself.

Its a Useful Pot, said Pooh. Here it is. And its got A Very Happy
Birthday with love from Pooh written on it. Thats what all that
writing is. And its for putting things in. There!

When Eeyore saw the pot, he became quite excited.

Why! he said. I believe my Balloon will just go into that Pot!
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Oh, no, Eeyore, said Pooh. Balloons are much too big to go into Pots.
What you do with a balloon is, you hold the ballon====

Not mine, said Eeyore proudly. Look, Piglet! And as Piglet looked
sorrowfully round, Eeyore picked the balloon up with his teeth, and
placed it carefully in the pot; picked it out and put it on the ground;
and then picked it up again and put it carefully back.

So it does! said Pooh. It goes in!

So it does! said Piglet. And it comes out!

Doesnt it? said Eeyore. It goes in and out like anything.

Im very glad, said Pooh happily, that I thought of giving you a
Useful Pot to put things in.

Im very glad, said Piglet happily, that I thought of giving you
Something to put in a Useful Pot.

But Eeyore wasnt listening. He was taking the balloon out, and putting
it back again, as happy as could be....

 = = = = =

And didnt I give him anything? asked Christopher Robin sadly.

Of course you did, I said. You gave him==dont you remember==a
little==a little====

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I gave him a box of paints to paint things with.

That was it.

Why didnt I give it to him in the morning?

You were so busy getting his party ready for him. He had a cake with
icing on the top, and three candles, and his name in pink sugar,
and====

Yes, I remember, said Christopher Robin.




 CHAPTER VII

 IN WHICH KANGA AND BABY ROO COME
 TO THE FOREST, AND PIGLET HAS A BATH


Nobody seemed to know where they came from, but there they were in the
Forest: Kanga and Baby Roo. When Pooh asked Christopher Robin, How did
they come here? Christopher Robin said, In the Usual Way, if you know
what I mean, Pooh, and Pooh, who didnt, said Oh! Then he nodded his
head twice and said, In the Usual Way. Ah! Then he went to call upon
his friend Piglet to see what he thought about it. And at Piglets
house he found Rabbit. So they all talked about it together.

What I dont like about it is this, said Rabbit. Here are we==you,
Pooh, and you, Piglet, and Me==and suddenly====
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And Eeyore, said Pooh.

And Eeyore==and then suddenly====

And Owl, said Pooh.

And Owl==and then all of a sudden====

Oh, and Eeyore, said Pooh. I was forgetting him.

Here==we==are, said Rabbit very slowly and carefully, all==of==us,
and then, suddenly, we wake up one morning and, what do we find? We find
a Strange Animal among us. An animal of whom we have never even heard
before! An animal who carries her family about with her in her pocket!
Suppose I carried my family about with me in my pocket, how many
pockets should I want?

Sixteen, said Piglet.

Seventeen, isnt it? said Rabbit. And one more for a
handkerchief==thats eighteen. Eighteen pockets in one suit! I havent
time.

There was a long and thoughtful silence ... and then Pooh, who had
been frowning very hard for some minutes, said: I make it fifteen.

What? said Rabbit.

Fifteen.

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Fifteen what?

Your family.

What about them?

Pooh rubbed his nose and said that he thought Rabbit had been talking
about his family.

Did I? said Rabbit carelessly.

Yes, you said====

Never mind, Pooh, said Piglet impatiently.

The question is, What are we to do about Kanga?

Oh, I see, said Pooh.

The best way, said Rabbit, would be this. The best way would be to
steal Baby Roo and hide him, and then when Kanga says, Wheres Baby
Roo? we say, Aha!

Aha! said Pooh, practising. Aha! Aha! ... Of course, he went
on, we could say Aha! even if we hadnt stolen Baby Roo.

Pooh, said Rabbit kindly, you havent any brain.

I know, said Pooh humbly.

We say Aha! so that Kanga knows that we know where Baby Roo is.
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Aha! means Well tell you where Baby Roo is, if you promise to go
away from the Forest and never come back. Now dont talk while I
think.

Pooh went into a corner and tried saying Aha! in that sort of voice.
Sometimes it seemed to him that it did mean what Rabbit said, and
sometimes it seemed to him that it didnt. I suppose its just
practice, he thought. I wonder if Kanga will have to practise too so
as to understand it.

Theres just one thing, said Piglet, fidgeting a bit. I was talking
to Christopher Robin, and he said that a Kanga was Generally Regarded as
One of the Fiercer Animals. I am not frightened of Fierce Animals in the
ordinary way, but it is well known that, if One of the Fiercer Animals
is Deprived of Its Young, it becomes as fierce as Two of the Fiercer
Animals. In which case Aha! is perhaps a foolish thing to say.

Piglet, said Rabbit, taking out a pencil, and licking the end of it,
you havent any pluck.

It is hard to be brave, said Piglet, sniffing slightly, when youre
only a Very Small Animal.

Rabbit, who had begun to write very busily, looked up and said:

It is because you are a very small animal that you will be Useful in
the adventure before us.

Piglet was so excited at the idea of being Useful, that he forgot to be
frightened any more, and when Rabbit went on to say that Kangas were
only Fierce during the winter months, being at other times of an
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Affectionate Disposition, he could hardly sit still, he was so eager to
begin being useful at once.

What about me? said Pooh sadly. I suppose I shant be useful?

Never mind, Pooh, said Piglet comfortingly. Another time perhaps.

Without Pooh, said Rabbit solemnly as he sharpened his pencil, the
adventure would be impossible.

Oh! said Piglet, and tried not to look disappointed. But Pooh went
into a corner of the room and said proudly to himself, Impossible
without Me! That sort of Bear.

Now listen all of you, said Rabbit when he had finished writing, and
Pooh and Piglet sat listening very eagerly with their mouths open. This
was what Rabbit read out:

 PLAN TO CAPTURE BABY ROO

 1. General Remarks. Kanga runs faster than any of Us, even Me.

 2. More General Remarks. Kanga never takes her eye off Baby Roo,
 except when hes safely buttoned up in her pocket.

 3. Therefore. If we are to capture Baby Roo, we must get a Long
 Start, because Kanga runs faster than any of Us, even Me.
 (See 1.)

 4. A Thought. If Roo had jumped out of Kangas pocket and Piglet
 had jumped in, Kanga wouldnt know the difference, because Piglet
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 is a Very Small Animal.

 5. Like Roo.

 6. But Kanga would have to be looking the other way first, so as not
 to see Piglet jumping in.

 7. See 2.

 8. Another Thought. But if Pooh was talking to her very excitedly,
 she might look the other way for a moment.

 9. And then I could run away with Roo.

 10. Quickly.

 11. And Kanga wouldnt discover the difference until Afterwards.

Well, Rabbit read this out proudly, and for a little while after he had
read it nobody said anything. And then Piglet, who had been opening and
shutting his mouth without making any noise, managed to say very
huskily:

And==Afterwards?

How do you mean?

When Kanga does Discover the Difference?

Then we all say Aha!

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All three of us?

Yes.

Oh!

Why, whats the trouble, Piglet?

Nothing, said Piglet, as long as we all three say it. As long as we
all three say it, said Piglet, I dont mind, he said, but I
shouldnt care to say Aha! by myself. It wouldnt sound nearly so
well. By the way, he said, you are quite sure about what you said
about the winter months?

The winter months?

Yes, only being Fierce in the Winter Months.

Oh, yes, yes, thats all right. Well, Pooh? You see what you have to
do?

No, said Pooh Bear. Not yet, he said. What do I do?

Well, you just have to talk very hard to Kanga so as she doesnt notice
anything.

Oh! What about?

Anything you like.

You mean like telling her a little bit of poetry or something?
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Thats it, said Rabbit. Splendid. Now come along.

So they all went out to look for Kanga.

Kanga and Roo were spending a quiet afternoon in a sandy part of the
Forest. Baby Roo was practising very small jumps in the sand, and
falling down mouse=holes and climbing out of them, and Kanga was
fidgeting about and saying Just one more jump, dear, and then we must
go home. And at that moment who should come stumping up the hill but
Pooh.

Good afternoon, Kanga.

Good afternoon, Pooh.

Look at me jumping, squeaked Roo, and fell into another mouse=hole.

Hallo, Roo, my little fellow!

We were just going home, said Kanga. Good afternoon, Rabbit. Good
afternoon, Piglet.

Rabbit and Piglet, who had now come up from the other side of the hill,
said Good afternoon, and Hallo, Roo, and Roo asked them to look at
him jumping, so they stayed and looked.

And Kanga looked too....

Oh, Kanga, said Pooh, after Rabbit had winked at him twice, I dont
know if you are interested in Poetry at all?
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Hardly at all, said Kanga.

Oh! said Pooh.

Roo, dear, just one more jump and then we must go home.

There was a short silence while Roo fell down another mouse=hole.

Go on, said Rabbit in a loud whisper behind his paw.

Talking of Poetry, said Pooh, I made up a little piece as I was
coming along. It went like this. Er==now let me see====

Fancy! said Kanga. Now Roo, dear====

Youll like this piece of poetry, said Rabbit.

Youll love it, said Piglet.

You must listen very carefully, said Rabbit.

So as not to miss any of it, said Piglet.

Oh, yes, said Kanga, but she still looked at Baby Roo.

How did it go, Pooh? said Rabbit.

Pooh gave a little cough and began.

 LINES WRITTEN BY A BEAR OF VERY LITTLE BRAIN
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 On Monday, when the sun is hot
 I wonder to myself a lot:
 Now is it true, or is it not,
 That what is which and which is what?

 On Tuesday, when it hails and snows,
 The feeling on me grows and grows
 That hardly anybody knows
 If those are these or these are those.

 On Wednesday, when the sky is blue,
 And I have nothing else to do,
 I sometimes wonder if its true
 That who is what and what is who.

 On Thursday, when it starts to freeze
 And hoar=frost twinkles on the trees,
 How very readily one sees
 That these are whose==but whose are these?

 On Friday====

Yes, it is, isnt it? said Kanga, not waiting to hear what happened on
Friday. Just one more jump, Roo, dear, and then we really must be
going.

Rabbit gave Pooh a hurrying=up sort of nudge.

Talking of Poetry, said Pooh quickly, have you ever noticed that tree
right over there?
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Where? said Kanga. Now, Roo====

Right over there, said Pooh, pointing behind Kangas back.

No, said Kanga. Now jump in, Roo, dear, and well go home.

You ought to look at that tree right over there, said Rabbit. Shall I
lift you in, Roo? And he picked up Roo in his paws.

I can see a bird in it from here, said Pooh. Or is it a fish?

You ought to see that bird from here, said Rabbit. Unless its a
fish.

It isnt a fish, its a bird, said Piglet.

So it is, said Rabbit.

Is it a starling or a blackbird? said Pooh.

Thats the whole question, said Rabbit. Is it a blackbird or a
starling?

And then at last Kanga did turn her head to look. And the moment that
her head was turned, Rabbit said in a loud voice In you go, Roo! and
in jumped Piglet into Kangas pocket, and off scampered Rabbit, with Roo
in his paws, as fast as he could.

Why, wheres Rabbit? said Kanga, turning round again. Are you all
right, Roo, dear?
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Piglet made a squeaky Roo=noise from the bottom of Kangas pocket.

Rabbit had to go away, said Pooh. I think he thought of something he
had to go and see about suddenly.

And Piglet?

I think Piglet thought of something at the same time. Suddenly.

Well, we must be getting home, said Kanga. Good=bye, Pooh. And in
three large jumps she was gone.

Pooh looked after her as she went.

I wish I could jump like that, he thought. Some can and some cant.
Thats how it is.

But there were moments when Piglet wished that Kanga couldnt. Often,
when he had had a long walk home through the Forest, he had wished that
he were a bird; but now he thought jerkily to himself at the bottom of
Kangas pocket,

 this take
 If is shall really to
 flying I never it.

And as he went up in the air he said, Ooooooo! and as he came down
he said, Ow! And he was saying, Ooooooo=ow, Ooooooo=ow,
Ooooooo=ow all the way to Kangas house.

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Of course as soon as Kanga unbuttoned her pocket, she saw what had
happened. Just for a moment, she thought she was frightened, and then
she knew she wasnt; for she felt quite sure that Christopher Robin
would never let any harm happen to Roo. So she said to herself, If they
are having a joke with me, I will have a joke with them.

Now then, Roo, dear, she said, as she took Piglet out of her pocket.
Bed=time.

Aha! said Piglet, as well as he could after his Terrifying Journey.
But it wasnt a very good Aha! and Kanga didnt seem to understand
what it meant.

Bath first, said Kanga in a cheerful voice.

Aha! said Piglet again, looking round anxiously for the others. But
the others werent there. Rabbit was playing with Baby Roo in his own
house, and feeling more fond of him every minute, and Pooh, who had
decided to be a Kanga, was still at the sandy place on the top of the
Forest, practising jumps.

I am not at all sure, said Kanga in a thoughtful voice, that it
wouldnt be a good idea to have a cold bath this evening. Would you
like that, Roo, dear?

Piglet, who had never been really fond of baths, shuddered a long
indignant shudder, and said in as brave a voice as he could:

Kanga, I see that the time has come to spleak painly.

Funny little Roo, said Kanga, as she got the bath=water ready.
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I am not Roo, said Piglet loudly. I am Piglet!

Yes, dear, yes, said Kanga soothingly. And imitating Piglets voice
too! So clever of him, she went on, as she took a large bar of yellow
soap out of the cupboard. What will he be doing next?

Cant you see? shouted Piglet. Havent you got eyes? Look at
me!

I am looking, Roo, dear, said Kanga rather severely. And you know
what I told you yesterday about making faces. If you go on making faces
like Piglets, you will grow up to look like Piglet==and then think
how sorry you will be. Now then, into the bath, and dont let me have to
speak to you about it again.

Before he knew where he was, Piglet was in the bath, and Kanga was
scrubbing him firmly with a large lathery flannel.

Ow! cried Piglet. Let me out! Im Piglet!

Dont open the mouth, dear, or the soap goes in, said Kanga. There!
What did I tell you?

You==you==you did it on purpose, spluttered Piglet, as soon as he
could speak again ... and then accidentally had another mouthful of
lathery flannel.

Thats right, dear, dont say anything, said Kanga, and in another
minute Piglet was out of the bath, and being rubbed dry with a towel.

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Now, said Kanga, theres your medicine, and then bed.

W=w=what medicine? said Piglet.

To make you grow big and strong, dear. You dont want to grow up small
and weak like Piglet, do you? Well, then!

At that moment there was a knock at the door.

Come in, said Kanga, and in came Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin, Christopher Robin! cried Piglet. Tell Kanga who I
am! She keeps saying Im Roo. Im not Roo, am I?

Christopher Robin looked at him very carefully, and shook his head.

You cant be Roo, he said, because Ive just seen Roo playing in
Rabbits house.

Well! said Kanga. Fancy that! Fancy my making a mistake like that.

There you are! said Piglet. I told you so. Im Piglet.

Christopher Robin shook his head again.

Oh, youre not Piglet, he said. I know Piglet well, and hes quite
a different colour.

Piglet began to say that this was because he had just had a bath, and
then he thought that perhaps he wouldnt say that, and as he opened his
mouth to say something else, Kanga slipped the medicine spoon in, and
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then patted him on the back and told him that it was really quite a nice
taste when you got used to it.

I knew it wasnt Piglet, said Kanga. I wonder who it can be.

Perhaps its some relation of Poohs, said Christopher Robin. What
about a nephew or an uncle or something?

Kanga agreed that this was probably what it was, and said that they
would have to call it by some name.

I shall call it Pootel, said Christopher Robin. Henry Pootel for
short.

And just when it was decided, Henry Pootel wriggled out of Kangas arms
and jumped to the ground. To his great joy Christopher Robin had left
the door open. Never had Henry Pootel Piglet run so fast as he ran then,
and he didnt stop running until he had got quite close to his house.
But when he was a hundred yards away he stopped running, and rolled the
rest of the way home, so as to get his own nice comfortable colour
again....

So Kanga and Roo stayed in the Forest. And every Tuesday Roo spent the
day with his great friend Rabbit, and every Tuesday Kanga spent the day
with her great friend Pooh, teaching him to jump, and every Tuesday
Piglet spent the day with his great friend Christopher Robin. So they
were all happy again.




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 CHAPTER VIII

 IN WHICH CHRISTOPHER ROBIN LEADS
 AN EXPOTITION TO THE NORTH POLE


One fine day Pooh had stumped up to the top of the Forest to see if
his friend Christopher Robin was interested in Bears at all. At
breakfast that morning (a simple meal of marmalade spread lightly over a
honeycomb or two) he had suddenly thought of a new song. It began like
this:

 Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear.

When he had got as far as this, he scratched his head, and thought to
himself Thats a very good start for a song, but what about the second
line? He tried singing Ho, two or three times, but it didnt seem to
help. Perhaps it would be better, he thought, if I sang Hi for the
life of a Bear. So he sang it ... but it wasnt. Very well, then,
he said, I shall sing that first line twice, and perhaps if I sing it
very quickly, I shall find myself singing the third and fourth lines
before I have time to think of them, and that will be a Good Song. Now
then:

 Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear!
 Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear!
 I dont much mind if it rains or snows,
 Cos Ive got a lot of honey on my nice new nose,
 I dont much care if it snows or thaws,
 Cos Ive got a lot of honey on my nice clean paws!
 Sing Ho! for a Bear!
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 Sing Ho! for a Pooh!
 And Ill have a little something in an hour or two!

He was so pleased with this song that he sang it all the way to the top
of the Forest, and if I go on singing it much longer, he thought, it
will be time for the little something, and then the last line wont be
true. So he turned it into a hum instead.

Christopher Robin was sitting outside his door, putting on his Big
Boots. As soon as he saw the Big Boots, Pooh knew that an Adventure was
going to happen, and he brushed the honey off his nose with the back of
his paw, and spruced himself up as well as he could, so as to look Ready
for Anything.

Good=morning, Christopher Robin, he called out.

Hallo, Pooh Bear. I cant get this boot on.

Thats bad, said Pooh.

Do you think you could very kindly lean against me, cos I keep pulling
so hard that I fall over backwards.

Pooh sat down, dug his feet into the ground, and pushed hard against
Christopher Robins back, and Christopher Robin pushed hard against his,
and pulled and pulled at his boot until he had got it on.

And thats that, said Pooh. What do we do next?

We are all going on an Expedition, said Christopher Robin, as he got
up and brushed himself. Thank you, Pooh.
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Going on an Expotition? said Pooh eagerly. I dont think Ive ever
been on one of those. Where are we going to on this Expotition?

Expedition, silly old Bear. Its got an x in it.

Oh! said Pooh. I know. But he didnt really.

Were going to discover the North Pole.

Oh! said Pooh again. What is the North Pole? he asked.

Its just a thing you discover, said Christopher Robin carelessly, not
being quite sure himself.

Oh! I see, said Pooh. Are bears any good at discovering it?

Of course they are. And Rabbit and Kanga and all of you. Its an
Expedition. Thats what an Expedition means. A long line of everybody.
Youd better tell the others to get ready, while I see if my guns all
right. And we must all bring Provisions.

Bring what?

Things to eat.

Oh! said Pooh happily. I thought you said Provisions. Ill go and
tell them. And he stumped off.

The first person he met was Rabbit.

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Hallo, Rabbit, he said, is that you?

Lets pretend it isnt, said Rabbit, and see what happens.

Ive got a message for you.

Ill give it to him.

Were all going on an Expotition with Christopher Robin!

What is it when were on it?

A sort of boat, I think, said Pooh.

Oh! that sort.

Yes. And were going to discover a Pole or something. Or was it a Mole?
Anyhow were going to discover it.

We are, are we? said Rabbit.

Yes. And weve got to bring Pro==things to eat with us. In case we want
to eat them. Now Im going down to Piglets. Tell Kanga, will you?

He left Rabbit and hurried down to Piglets house. The Piglet was
sitting on the ground at the door of his house blowing happily at a
dandelion, and wondering whether it would be this year, next year,
sometime or never. He had just discovered that it would be never, and
was trying to remember what it was, and hoping it wasnt anything
nice, when Pooh came up.

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Oh! Piglet, said Pooh excitedly, were going on an Expotition, all of
us, with things to eat. To discover something.

To discover what? said Piglet anxiously.

Oh! just something.

Nothing fierce?

Christopher Robin didnt say anything about fierce. He just said it had
an x.

It isnt their necks I mind, said Piglet earnestly. Its their teeth.
But if Christopher Robin is coming I dont mind anything.

In a little while they were all ready at the top of the Forest, and the
Expotition started. First came Christopher Robin and Rabbit, then Piglet
and Pooh; then Kanga, with Roo in her pocket, and Owl; then Eeyore; and,
at the end, in a long line, all Rabbits friends=and=relations.

I didnt ask them, explained Rabbit carelessly. They just came. They
always do. They can march at the end, after Eeyore.

What I say, said Eeyore, is that its unsettling. I didnt want to
come on this Expo==what Pooh said. I only came to oblige. But here I
am; and if I am the end of the Expo==what were talking about==then
let me be the end. But if, every time I want to sit down for a
little rest, I have to brush away half a dozen of Rabbits smaller
friends=and=relations first, then this isnt an Expo==whatever it
is==at all, its simply a Confused Noise. Thats what I say.

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I see what Eeyore means, said Owl. If you ask me====

Im not asking anybody, said Eeyore. Im just telling everybody. We
can look for the North Pole, or we can play Here we go gathering Nuts
and May with the end part of an ants nest. Its all the same to me.

There was a shout from the top of the line.

Come on! called Christopher Robin.

Come on! called Pooh and Piglet.

Come on! called Owl.

Were starting, said Rabbit. I must go. And he hurried off to the
front of the Expotition with Christopher Robin.

All right, said Eeyore. Were going. Only Dont Blame Me.

So off they all went to discover the Pole. And as they walked, they
chattered to each other of this and that, all except Pooh, who was
making up a song.

This is the first verse, he said to Piglet, when he was ready with it.

First verse of what?

My song.

What song?

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This one.

Which one?

Well, if you listen, Piglet, youll hear it.

How do you know Im not listening?

Pooh couldnt answer that one, so he began to sing.

 They all went off to discover the Pole,
 Owl and Piglet and Rabbit and all;
 Its a Thing you Discover, as Ive been tole
 By Owl and Piglet and Rabbit and all.
 Eeyore, Christopher Robin and Pooh
 And Rabbits relations all went too==
 And where the Pole was none of them knew....
 Sing Hey! for Owl and Rabbit and all!

Hush! said Christopher Robin turning round to Pooh, were just coming
to a Dangerous Place.

Hush! said Pooh turning round quickly to Piglet.

Hush! said Piglet to Kanga.

Hush! said Kanga to Owl, while Roo said Hush! several times to
himself very quietly.

Hush! said Owl to Eeyore.

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Hush! said Eeyore in a terrible voice to all Rabbits
friends=and=relations, and Hush! they said hastily to each other all
down the line, until it got to the last one of all. And the last and
smallest friend=and=relation was so upset to find that the whole
Expotition was saying Hush! to him, that he buried himself head
downwards in a crack in the ground, and stayed there for two days until
the danger was over, and then went home in a great hurry, and lived
quietly with his Aunt ever=afterwards. His name was Alexander Beetle.

They had come to a stream which twisted and tumbled between high rocky
banks, and Christopher Robin saw at once how dangerous it was.

Its just the place, he explained, for an Ambush.

What sort of bush? whispered Pooh to Piglet. A gorse=bush?

My dear Pooh, said Owl in his superior way, dont you know what an
Ambush is?

Owl, said Piglet, looking round at him severely, Poohs whisper was a
perfectly private whisper, and there was no need====

An Ambush, said Owl, is a sort of Surprise.

So is a gorse=bush sometimes, said Pooh.

An Ambush, as I was about to explain to Pooh, said Piglet, is a sort
of Surprise.

If people jump out at you suddenly, thats an Ambush, said Owl.

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Its an Ambush, Pooh, when people jump at you suddenly, explained
Piglet.

Pooh, who now knew what an Ambush was, said that a gorse=bush had sprung
at him suddenly one day when he fell off a tree, and he had taken six
days to get all the prickles out of himself.

We are not talking about gorse=bushes, said Owl a little crossly.

I am, said Pooh.

They were climbing very cautiously up the stream now, going from rock to
rock, and after they had gone a little way they came to a place where
the banks widened out at each side, so that on each side of the water
there was a level strip of grass on which they could sit down and rest.
As soon as he saw this, Christopher Robin called Halt! and they all
sat down and rested.

I think, said Christopher Robin, that we ought to eat all our
Provisions now, so that we shant have so much to carry.

Eat all our what? said Pooh.

All that weve brought, said Piglet, getting to work.

Thats a good idea, said Pooh, and he got to work too.

Have you all got something? asked Christopher Robin with his mouth
full.

All except me, said Eeyore. As Usual. He looked round at them in his
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melancholy way. I suppose none of you are sitting on a thistle by any
chance?

I believe I am, said Pooh. Ow! He got up, and looked behind him.
Yes, I was. I thought so.

Thank you, Pooh. If youve quite finished with it. He moved across to
Poohs place, and began to eat.

It dont do them any Good, you know, sitting on them, he went on, as
he looked up munching. Takes all the Life out of them. Remember that
another time, all of you. A little Consideration, a little Thought for
Others, makes all the difference.

As soon as he had finished his lunch Christopher Robin whispered to
Rabbit, and Rabbit said Yes, yes, of course, and they walked a little
way up the stream together.

I didnt want the others to hear, said Christopher Robin.

Quite so, said Rabbit, looking important.

Its==I wondered==Its only==Rabbit, I suppose you dont know, What
does the North Pole look like?

Well, said Rabbit, stroking his whiskers. Now youre asking me.

I did know once, only Ive sort of forgotten, said Christopher Robin
carelessly.

Its a funny thing, said Rabbit, but Ive sort of forgotten too,
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although I did know once.

I suppose its just a pole stuck in the ground?

Sure to be a pole, said Rabbit, because of calling it a pole, and if
its a pole, well, I should think it would be sticking in the ground,
shouldnt you, because thered be nowhere else to stick it.

Yes, thats what I thought.

The only thing, said Rabbit, is, where is it sticking?

Thats what were looking for, said Christopher Robin.

They went back to the others. Piglet was lying on his back, sleeping
peacefully. Roo was washing his face and paws in the stream, while Kanga
explained to everybody proudly that this was the first time he had ever
washed his face himself, and Owl was telling Kanga an Interesting
Anecdote full of long words like Encyclopædia and Rhododendron to which
Kanga wasnt listening.

I dont hold with all this washing, grumbled Eeyore. This modern
Behind=the=ears nonsense. What do you think, Pooh?

Well, said Pooh, I think====

But we shall never know what Pooh thought, for there came a sudden
squeak from Roo, a splash, and a loud cry of alarm from Kanga.

So much for washing, said Eeyore.

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Roos fallen in! cried Rabbit, and he and Christopher Robin came
rushing down to the rescue.

Look at me swimming! squeaked Roo from the middle of his pool, and was
hurried down a waterfall into the next pool.

Are you all right, Roo dear? called Kanga anxiously.

Yes! said Roo. Look at me sw==== and down he went over the next
waterfall into another pool.

Everybody was doing something to help. Piglet, wide awake suddenly, was
jumping up and down and making Oo, I say noises; Owl was explaining
that in a case of Sudden and Temporary Immersion the Important Thing was
to keep the Head Above Water; Kanga was jumping along the bank, saying
Are you sure youre all right, Roo dear? to which Roo, from whatever
pool he was in at the moment, was answering Look at me swimming!
Eeyore had turned round and hung his tail over the first pool into which
Roo fell, and with his back to the accident was grumbling quietly to
himself, and saying, All this washing; but catch on to my tail, little
Roo, and youll be all right; and, Christopher Robin and Rabbit came
hurrying past Eeyore, and were calling out to the others in front of
them.

All right, Roo, Im coming, called Christopher Robin.

Get something across the stream lower down, some of you fellows,
called Rabbit.

But Pooh was getting something. Two pools below Roo he was standing with
a long pole in his paws, and Kanga came up and took one end of it, and
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between them they held it across the lower part of the pool; and Roo,
still bubbling proudly, Look at me swimming, drifted up against it,
and climbed out.

Did you see me swimming? squeaked Roo excitedly, while Kanga scolded
him and rubbed him down. Pooh, did you see me swimming? Thats called
swimming, what I was doing. Rabbit, did you see what I was doing?
Swimming. Hallo, Piglet! I say, Piglet! What do you think I was doing!
Swimming! Christopher Robin, did you see me====

But Christopher Robin wasnt listening. He was looking at Pooh.

Pooh, he said, where did you find that pole?

Pooh looked at the pole in his hands.

I just found it, he said. I thought it ought to be useful. I just
picked it up.

Pooh, said Christopher Robin solemnly, the Expedition is over. You
have found the North Pole!

Oh! said Pooh.

Eeyore was sitting with his tail in the water when they all got back to
him.

Tell Roo to be quick, somebody, he said. My tails getting cold. I
dont want to mention it, but I just mention it. I dont want to
complain but there it is. My tails cold.

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Here I am! squeaked Roo.

Oh, there you are.

Did you see me swimming?

Eeyore took his tail out of the water, and swished it from side to side.

As I expected, he said. Lost all feeling. Numbed it. Thats what its
done. Numbed it. Well, as long as nobody minds, I suppose its all
right.

Poor old Eeyore. Ill dry it for you, said Christopher Robin, and he
took out his handkerchief and rubbed it up.

Thank you, Christopher Robin. Youre the only one who seems to
understand about tails. They dont think==thats what the matter with
some of these others. Theyve no imagination. A tail isnt a tail to
them, its just a Little Bit Extra at the back.

Never mind, Eeyore, said Christopher Robin, rubbing his hardest. Is
that better?

Its feeling more like a tail perhaps. It Belongs again, if you know
what I mean.

Hullo, Eeyore, said Pooh, coming up to them with his pole.

Hullo, Pooh. Thank you for asking, but I shall be able to use it again
in a day or two.

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Use what? said Pooh.

What we are talking about.

I wasnt talking about anything, said Pooh, looking puzzled.

My mistake again. I thought you were saying how sorry you were about my
tail, being all numb, and could you do anything to help?

No, said Pooh. That wasnt me, he said. He thought for a little and
then suggested helpfully, Perhaps it was somebody else.

Well, thank him for me when you see him.

Pooh looked anxiously at Christopher Robin.

Poohs found the North Pole, said Christopher Robin. Isnt that
lovely?

Pooh looked modestly down.

Is that it? said Eeyore.

Yes, said Christopher Robin.

Is that what we were looking for?

Yes, said Pooh.

Oh! said Eeyore. Well, anyhow==it didnt rain, he said.

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They stuck the pole in the ground, and Christopher Robin tied a message
on to it.

 NORTH POLE

 DISCOVERED BY POOH

 POOH FOUND IT.

Then they all went home again. And I think, but I am not quite sure,
that Roo had a hot bath and went straight to bed. But Pooh went back to
his own house, and feeling very proud of what he had done, had a little
something to revive himself.




 CHAPTER IX

 IN WHICH PIGLET IS ENTIRELY
 SURROUNDED BY WATER


It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never
in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old==three, was it,
or four?==never had he seen so much rain. Days and days and days.

If only, he thought, as he looked out of the window, I had been in
Poohs house, or Christopher Robins house, or Rabbits house when it
began to rain, then I should have had Company all this time, instead of
being here all alone, with nothing to do except wonder when it will
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stop. And he imagined himself with Pooh, saying, Did you ever see such
rain, Pooh? and Pooh saying, Isnt it awful, Piglet? and Piglet
saying, I wonder how it is over Christopher Robins way and Pooh
saying, I should think poor old Rabbit is about flooded out by this
time. It would have been jolly to talk like this, and really, it wasnt
much good having anything exciting like floods, if you couldnt share
them with somebody.

For it was rather exciting. The little dry ditches in which Piglet had
nosed about so often had become streams, the little streams across which
he had splashed were rivers, and the river, between whose steep banks
they had played so happily, had sprawled out of its own bed and was
taking up so much room everywhere, that Piglet was beginning to wonder
whether it would be coming into his bed soon.

Its a little Anxious, he said to himself, to be a Very Small Animal
Entirely Surrounded by Water. Christopher Robin and Pooh could escape by
Climbing Trees, and Kanga could escape by Jumping, and Rabbit could
escape by Burrowing, and Owl could escape by Flying, and Eeyore could
escape by==by Making a Loud Noise Until Rescued, and here am I,
surrounded by water and I cant do anything.

It went on raining, and every day the water got a little higher, until
now it was nearly up to Piglets window ... and still he hadnt done
anything.

Theres Pooh, he thought to himself. Pooh hasnt much Brain, but he
never comes to any harm. He does silly things and they turn out right.
Theres Owl. Owl hasnt exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things. He would
know the Right Thing to Do when Surrounded by Water. Theres Rabbit. He
hasnt Learnt in Books, but he can always Think of a Clever Plan.
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Theres Kanga. She isnt Clever, Kanga isnt, but she would be so
anxious about Roo that she would do a Good Thing to Do without thinking
about It. And then theres Eeyore. And Eeyore is so miserable anyhow
that he wouldnt mind about this. But I wonder what Christopher Robin
would do?

Then suddenly he remembered a story which Christopher Robin had told him
about a man on a desert island who had written something in a bottle and
thrown it in the sea; and Piglet thought that if he wrote something in a
bottle and threw it in the water, perhaps somebody would come and rescue
him!

He left the window and began to search his house, all of it that wasnt
under water, and at last he found a pencil and a small piece of dry
paper, and a bottle with a cork to it. And he wrote on one side of the
paper:

 HELP!
 PIGLET (ME)

and on the other side:

 ITS ME PIGLET, HELP HELP.

Then he put the paper in the bottle, and he corked the bottle up as
tightly as he could, and he leant out of his window as far as he could
lean without falling in, and he threw the bottle as far as he could
throw==splash!==and in a little while it bobbed up again on the water;
and he watched it floating slowly away in the distance, until his eyes
ached with looking, and sometimes he thought it was the bottle, and
sometimes he thought it was just a ripple on the water which he was
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following, and then suddenly he knew that he would never see it again
and that he had done all that he could do to save himself.

So now, he thought, somebody else will have to do something, and I
hope they will do it soon, because if they dont I shall have to swim,
which I cant, so I hope they do it soon. And then he gave a very long
sigh and said, I wish Pooh were here. Its so much more friendly with
two.

 = = = = =

When the rain began Pooh was asleep. It rained, and it rained, and it
rained, and he slept and he slept and he slept. He had had a tiring day.
You remember how he discovered the North Pole; well, he was so proud of
this that he asked Christopher Robin if there were any other Poles such
as a Bear of Little Brain might discover.

Theres a South Pole, said Christopher Robin, and I expect theres an
East Pole and a West Pole, though people dont like talking about them.

Pooh was very excited when he heard this, and suggested that they should
have an Expotition to discover the East Pole, but Christopher Robin had
thought of something else to do with Kanga; so Pooh went out to discover
the East Pole by himself. Whether he discovered it or not, I forget; but
he was so tired when he got home that, in the very middle of his supper,
after he had been eating for little more than half=an=hour, he fell fast
asleep in his chair, and slept and slept and slept.

Then suddenly he was dreaming. He was at the East Pole, and it was a
very cold pole with the coldest sort of snow and ice all over it. He had
found a bee=hive to sleep in, but there wasnt room for his legs, so he
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had left them outside. And Wild Woozles, such as inhabit the East Pole,
came and nibbled all the fur off his legs to make nests for their Young.
And the more they nibbled, the colder his legs got, until suddenly he
woke up with an Ow!==and there he was, sitting in his chair with his
feet in the water, and water all round him!

He splashed to his door and looked out....

This is Serious, said Pooh. I must have an Escape.

So he took his largest pot of honey and escaped with it to a broad
branch of his tree, well above the water, and then he climbed down again
and escaped with another pot ... and when the whole Escape was
finished, there was Pooh sitting on his branch, dangling his legs, and
there, beside him, were ten pots of honey....

Two days later, there was Pooh, sitting on his branch, dangling his
legs, and there, beside him, were four pots of honey....

Three days later, there was Pooh, sitting on his branch, dangling his
legs, and there beside him, was one pot of honey.

Four days later, there was Pooh ...

And it was on the morning of the fourth day that Piglets bottle came
floating past him, and with one loud cry of Honey! Pooh plunged into
the water, seized the bottle, and struggled back to his tree again.

Bother! said Pooh, as he opened it. All that wet for nothing. Whats
that bit of paper doing?

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He took it out and looked at it.

Its a Missage, he said to himself, thats what it is. And that
letter is a P, and so is that, and so is that, and P means Pooh,
so its a very important Missage to me, and I cant read it. I must find
Christopher Robin or Owl or Piglet, one of those Clever Readers who can
read things, and they will tell me what this missage means. Only I cant
swim. Bother!

Then he had an idea, and I think that for a Bear of Very Little Brain,
it was a good idea. He said to himself:

If a bottle can float, then a jar can float, and if a jar floats, I can
sit on the top of it, if its a very big jar.

So he took his biggest jar, and corked it up. All boats have to have a
name, he said, so I shall call mine The Floating Bear. And with
these words he dropped his boat into the water and jumped in after it.

For a little while Pooh and The Floating Bear were uncertain as to
which of them was meant to be on the top, but after trying one or two
different positions, they settled down with The Floating Bear
underneath and Pooh triumphantly astride it, paddling vigorously with
his feet.

 = = = = =

Christopher Robin lived at the very top of the Forest. It rained, and it
rained, and it rained, but the water couldnt come up to his house. It
was rather jolly to look down into the valleys and see the water all
round him, but it rained so hard that he stayed indoors most of the
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time, and thought about things. Every morning he went out with his
umbrella and put a stick in the place where the water came up to, and
every next morning he went out and couldnt see his stick any more, so
he put another stick in the place where the water came up to, and then
he walked home again, and each morning he had a shorter way to walk than
he had had the morning before. On the morning of the fifth day he saw
the water all round him, and knew that for the first time in his life he
was on a real island. Which was very exciting.

It was on this morning that Owl came flying over the water to say How
do you do, to his friend Christopher Robin.

I say, Owl, said Christopher Robin, isnt this fun? Im on an
island!

The atmospheric conditions have been very unfavourable lately, said
Owl.

The what?

It has been raining, explained Owl.

Yes, said Christopher Robin. It has.

The flood=level has reached an unprecedented height.

The who?

Theres a lot of water about, explained Owl.

Yes, said Christopher Robin, there is.
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However, the prospects are rapidly becoming more favourable. At any
moment====

Have you seen Pooh?

No. At any moment====

I hope hes all right, said Christopher Robin. Ive been wondering
about him. I expect Piglets with him. Do you think theyre all right,
Owl?

I expect so. You see, at any moment====

Do go and see, Owl. Because Pooh hasnt got very much brain, and he
might do something silly, and I do love him so, Owl. Do you see, Owl?

Thats all right, said Owl. Ill go. Back directly. And he flew off.

In a little while he was back again.

Pooh isnt there, he said.

Not there?

Has been there. Hes been sitting on a branch of his tree outside his
house with nine pots of honey. But he isnt there now.

Oh, Pooh! cried Christopher Robin. Where are you?

Here I am, said a growly voice behind him.
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Pooh!

They rushed into each others arms.

How did you get here, Pooh? asked Christopher Robin, when he was ready
to talk again.

On my boat, said Pooh proudly. I had a Very Important Missage sent me
in a bottle, and owing to having got some water in my eyes, I couldnt
read it, so I brought it to you. On my boat.

With these proud words he gave Christopher Robin the missage.

But its from Piglet! cried Christopher Robin when he had read it.

Isnt there anything about Pooh in it? asked Bear, looking over his
shoulder.

Christopher Robin read the message aloud.

Oh, are those Ps piglets? I thought they were poohs.

We must rescue him at once! I thought he was with you, Pooh. Owl,
could you rescue him on your back?

I dont think so, said Owl, after grave thought. It is doubtful if
the necessary dorsal muscles====

Then would you fly to him at once and say that Rescue is Coming? And
Pooh and I will think of a Rescue and come as quick as ever we can. Oh,
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dont talk, Owl, go on quick! And, still thinking of something to
say, Owl flew off.

Now then, Pooh, said Christopher Robin, wheres your boat?

I ought to say, explained Pooh as they walked down to the shore of the
island, that it isnt just an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes its a
Boat, and sometimes its more of an Accident. It all depends.

Depends on what?

On whether Im on the top of it or underneath it.

Oh! Well, where is it?

There! said Pooh, pointing proudly to The Floating Bear.

It wasnt what Christopher Robin expected, and the more he looked at it,
the more he thought what a Brave and Clever Bear Pooh was, and the more
Christopher Robin thought this, the more Pooh looked modestly down his
nose and tried to pretend he wasnt.

But its too small for two of us, said Christopher Robin sadly.

Three of us with Piglet.

That makes it smaller still. Oh, Pooh Bear, what shall we do?

And then this Bear, Pooh Bear, Winnie=the=Pooh, F.O.P. (Friend of
Piglets), R.C. (Rabbits Companion), P.D. (Pole Discoverer), E.C. and
T.F. (Eeyores Comforter and Tail=finder)==in fact, Pooh himself==said
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something so clever that Christopher Robin could only look at him with
mouth open and eyes staring, wondering if this was really the Bear of
Very Little Brain whom he had known and loved so long.

We might go in your umbrella, said Pooh.

?

We might go in your umbrella, said Pooh.

? ?

We might go in your umbrella, said Pooh.

!!!!!!

For suddenly Christopher Robin saw that they might. He opened his
umbrella and put it point downwards in the water. It floated but
wobbled. Pooh got in. He was just beginning to say that it was all right
now, when he found that it wasnt, so after a short drink which he
didnt really want he waded back to Christopher Robin. Then they both
got in together, and it wobbled no longer.

I shall call this boat The Brain of Pooh, said Christopher Robin,
and The Brain of Pooh set sail forthwith in a south=westerly
direction, revolving gracefully.

You can imagine Piglets joy when at last the ship came in sight of him.
In after=years he liked to think that he had been in Very Great Danger
during the Terrible Flood, but the only danger he had really been in was
in the last half=hour of his imprisonment, when Owl, who had just flown
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up, sat on a branch of his tree to comfort him, and told him a very long
story about an aunt who had once laid a seagulls egg by mistake, and
the story went on and on, rather like this sentence, until Piglet who
was listening out of his window without much hope, went to sleep quietly
and naturally, slipping slowly out of the window towards the water until
he was only hanging on by his toes, at which moment luckily, a sudden
loud squawk from Owl, which was really part of the story, being what his
aunt said, woke the Piglet up and just gave him time to jerk himself
back into safety and say, How interesting, and did she? when==well,
you can imagine his joy when at last he saw the good ship, Brain of
Pooh (Captain, C. Robin; 1st Mate, P. Bear) coming over the sea to
rescue him. Christopher Robin and Pooh again....

And that is really the end of the story, and I am very tired after that
last sentence, I think I shall stop there.




 CHAPTER X

 IN WHICH CHRISTOPHER ROBIN GIVES
 POOH A PARTY, AND WE SAY GOOD=BYE


One day when the sun had come back over the Forest, bringing with it
the scent of may, and all the streams of the Forest were tinkling
happily to find themselves their own pretty shape again, and the little
pools lay dreaming of the life they had seen and the big things they had
done, and in the warmth and quiet of the Forest the cuckoo was trying
over his voice carefully and listening to see if he liked it, and
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wood=pigeons were complaining gently to themselves in their lazy
comfortable way that it was the other fellows fault, but it didnt
matter very much; on such a day as this Christopher Robin whistled in a
special way he had, and Owl came flying out of the Hundred Acre Wood to
see what was wanted.

Owl, said Christopher Robin, I am going to give a party.

You are, are you? said Owl.

And its to be a special sort of party, because its because of what
Pooh did when he did what he did to save Piglet from the flood.

Oh, thats what its for, is it? said Owl.

Yes, so will you tell Pooh as quickly as you can, and all the others,
because it will be to=morrow.

Oh, it will, will it? said Owl, still being as helpful as possible.

So will you go and tell them, Owl?

Owl tried to think of something very wise to say, but couldnt, so he
flew off to tell the others. And the first person he told was Pooh.

Pooh, he said, Christopher Robin is giving a party.

Oh! said Pooh. And then seeing that Owl expected him to say something
else, he said Will there be those little cake things with pink sugar
icing?

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Owl felt that it was rather beneath him to talk about little cake things
with pink sugar icing, so he told Pooh exactly what Christopher Robin
had said, and flew off to Eeyore.

A party for Me? thought Pooh to himself. How grand! And he began to
wonder if all the other animals would know that it was a special Pooh
Party, and if Christopher Robin had told them about The Floating Bear
and the Brain of Pooh and all the wonderful ships he had invented and
sailed on, and he began to think how awful it would be if everybody had
forgotten about it, and nobody quite knew what the party was for; and
the more he thought like this, the more the party got muddled in his
mind, like a dream when nothing goes right. And the dream began to sing
itself over in his head until it became a sort of song. It was an

 ANXIOUS POOH SONG.

 3 Cheers for Pooh!
 (For Who?)
 For Pooh==
 (Why what did he do?)
 I thought you knew;
 He saved his friend from a wetting!
 3 Cheers for Bear!
 (For where?)
 For Bear==
 He couldnt swim,
 But he rescued him!
 (He rescued who?)
 Oh, listen, do!
 I am talking of Pooh==
 (Of who?)
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 Of Pooh!
 (Im sorry I keep forgetting).
 Well, Pooh was a Bear of Enormous Brain
 (Just say it again!)
 Of enormous brain==
 (Of enormous what?)
 Well, he ate a lot,
 And I dont know if he could swim or not,
 But he managed to float
 On a sort of boat
 (On a sort of what?)
 Well, a sort of pot==
 So now lets give him three hearty cheers
 (So now lets give him three hearty whiches?)
 And hope hell be with us for years and years,
 And grow in health and wisdom and riches!
 3 Cheers for Pooh!
 (For who?)
 For Pooh==
 3 Cheers for Bear!
 (For where?)
 For Bear==
 3 Cheers for the wonderful Winnie=the=Pooh!
 (Just tell me, somebody==WHAT DID HE DO?)

While this was going on inside him, Owl was talking to Eeyore.

Eeyore, said Owl, Christopher Robin is giving a party.

Very interesting, said Eeyore. I suppose they will be sending me down
the odd bits which got trodden on. Kind and Thoughtful. Not at all,
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dont mention it.

There is an Invitation for you.

Whats that like?

An Invitation!

Yes, I heard you. Who dropped it?

This isnt anything to eat, its asking you to the party. To=morrow.

Eeyore shook his head slowly.

You mean Piglet. The little fellow with the excited ears. Thats
Piglet. Ill tell him.

No, no! said Owl, getting quite fussy. Its you!

Are you sure?

Of course Im sure. Christopher Robin said All of them! Tell all of
them.

All of them, except Eeyore?

All of them, said Owl sulkily.

Ah! said Eeyore. A mistake, no doubt, but still, I shall come. Only
dont blame me if it rains.

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But it didnt rain. Christopher Robin had made a long table out of some
long pieces of wood, and they all sat round it. Christopher Robin sat at
one end, and Pooh sat at the other, and between them on one side were
Owl and Eeyore and Piglet, and between them on the other side were
Rabbit, and Roo and Kanga. And all Rabbits friends and relations spread
themselves about on the grass, and waited hopefully in case anybody
spoke to them, or dropped anything, or asked them the time.

It was the first party to which Roo had ever been, and he was very
excited. As soon as ever they had sat down he began to talk.

Hallo, Pooh! he squeaked.

Hallo, Roo! said Pooh.

Roo jumped up and down in his seat for a little while and then began
again.

Hallo, Piglet! he squeaked.

Piglet waved a paw at him, being too busy to say anything.

Hallo, Eeyore! said Roo.

Eeyore nodded gloomily at him. It will rain soon, you see if it
doesnt, he said.

Roo looked to see if it didnt, and it didnt, so he said Hallo,
Owl!==and Owl said Hallo, my little fellow, in a kindly way, and went
on telling Christopher Robin about an accident which had nearly happened
to a friend of his whom Christopher Robin didnt know, and Kanga said to
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Roo, Drink up your milk first, dear, and talk afterwards. So Roo, who
was drinking his milk, tried to say that he could do both at once ...
and had to be patted on the back and dried for quite a long time
afterwards.

When they had all nearly eaten enough, Christopher Robin banged on the
table with his spoon, and everybody stopped talking and was very silent,
except Roo who was just finishing a loud attack of hiccups and trying to
look as if it was one of Rabbits relations.

This party, said Christopher Robin, is a party because of what
someone did, and we all know who it was, and its his party, because of
what he did, and Ive got a present for him and here it is. Then he
felt about a little and whispered, Where is it?

While he was looking, Eeyore coughed in an impressive way and began to
speak.

Friends, he said, including oddments, it is a great pleasure, or
perhaps I had better say it has been a pleasure so far, to see you at my
party. What I did was nothing. Any of you==except Rabbit and Owl and
Kanga==would have done the same. Oh, and Pooh. My remarks do not, of
course, apply to Piglet and Roo, because they are too small. Any of you
would have done the same. But it just happened to be Me. It was not, I
need hardly say, with an idea of getting what Christopher Robin is
looking for now==and he put his front leg to his mouth and said in a
loud whisper, Try under the table==that I did what I did==but because
I feel that we should all do what we can to help. I feel that we should
all====

H==hup! said Roo accidentally.
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Roo, dear! said Kanga reproachfully.

Was it me? asked Roo, a little surprised.

Whats Eeyore talking about? Piglet whispered to Pooh.

I dont know, said Pooh rather dolefully.

I thought this was your party.

I thought it was once. But I suppose it isnt.

Id sooner it was yours than Eeyores, said Piglet.

So would I, said Pooh.

H==hup! said Roo again.

AS==I==WAS==SAYING, said Eeyore loudly and sternly, as I was saying
when I was interrupted by various Loud Sounds, I feel that====

Here it is! cried Christopher Robin excitedly. Pass it down to silly
old Pooh. Its for Pooh.

For Pooh? said Eeyore.

Of course it is. The best bear in all the world.

I might have known, said Eeyore. After all, one cant complain. I
have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last
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week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said Bother!
The Social Round. Always something going on.

Nobody was listening, for they were all saying Open it, Pooh, What is
it, Pooh? I know what it is, No, you dont and other helpful
remarks of this sort. And of course Pooh was opening it as quickly as
ever he could, but without cutting the string, because you never know
when a bit of string might be Useful. At last it was undone.

When Pooh saw what it was, he nearly fell down, he was so pleased. It
was a Special Pencil Case. There were pencils in it marked B for Bear,
and pencils marked HB for Helping Bear, and pencils marked BB for
Brave Bear. There was a knife for sharpening the pencils, and
india=rubber for rubbing out anything which you had spelt wrong, and a
ruler for ruling lines for the words to walk on, and inches marked on
the ruler in case you wanted to know how many inches anything was, and
Blue Pencils and Red Pencils and Green Pencils for saying special things
in blue and red and green. And all these lovely things were in little
pockets of their own in a Special Case which shut with a click when you
clicked it. And they were all for Pooh.

Oh! said Pooh.

Oh, Pooh! said everybody else except Eeyore.

Thank=you, growled Pooh.

But Eeyore was saying to himself, This writing business. Pencils and
what=not. Over=rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.

Later on, when they had all said Good=bye and Thank=you to
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Christopher Robin, Pooh and Piglet walked home thoughtfully together in
the golden evening, and for a long time they were silent.

When you wake up in the morning, Pooh, said Piglet at last, whats
the first thing you say to yourself?

Whats for breakfast? said Pooh. What do you say, Piglet?

I say, I wonder whats going to happen exciting to=day? said Piglet.

Pooh nodded thoughtfully.

Its the same thing, he said.

 = = = = =

And what did happen? asked Christopher Robin.

When?

Next morning.

I dont know.

Could you think and tell me and Pooh some time?

If you wanted it very much.

Pooh does, said Christopher Robin.

He gave a deep sigh, picked his bear up by the leg and walked off to the
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door, trailing Winnie=the=Pooh behind him. At the door he turned and
said Coming to see me have my bath?

I might, I said.

Was Poohs pencil case any better than mine?

It was just the same, I said.

He nodded and went out ... and in a moment I heard
Winnie=the=Pooh==bump, bump, bump==going up the stairs behind him.




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