MR . BUNT
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MR. BUNT
When you give the signal by putting your paws
in front of your face He makes the movement.
I come and make out as to tie strings to your
hands and feet, and when that's done I goes
over and plays the organ and pulls the string and that makes you dance. JIM
Right as a trivet. You're doing fine. And remember, when you do it, be awful important about it and feel, for the feeling gits over more than the words. Well, I guess we're ready now. Mr. Bunt is looking at the Maple Tree. Hate to leave the tree, do you ? MR. BUNT
Yes, Mr. Clown. JIM
Well, I tell you, Mr. Bunt, if we'd stayed here much longer, the way you was digging inter them
roots, that tree would have fell down. Jim slips the bear's head down over his own and straps it on. He continues from inside the head. Greatest little feller I ever did see fer digging.
Wait till we git to the sand. You'll like it there. Come on, Bunty, it's going to be a long journey -a bit too long fer your little legs.
