<h2>CHAPTER XXXII<br/> <small>BOXER WISHES HE HADN’T</small></h2>
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<div class="verse">This is, you’ll find, the law of fate:</div>
<div class="verse">Regrets are always just too late.</div>
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<div class="verseright"><i>Mother Bear.</i></div>
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<p><span class="smcap">Sammy Jay</span> had followed Boxer,
for he felt sure that things were
bound to happen wherever that
little Bear was. So Sammy saw
his meeting with Jimmy Skunk.
He saw how polite Jimmy was
and how very impolite the little
Bear was.</p>
<p>Sammy understood perfectly.
He knew that probably Boxer
knew nothing at all about Jimmy
Skunk and never had heard of
that little bag of scent carried by<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[190]</SPAN></span>
Jimmy and dreaded by all of
Jimmy’s neighbors. He knew that
the little Bear was rude, simply
because he was so much bigger
than Jimmy Skunk that he could
see no reason for being polite,
especially as Jimmy had asked him
to do something he didn’t want
to do.</p>
<p>When Jimmy Skunk began to
lose patience, Sammy Jay thought
it was time for him to give Boxer
a little advice. “Don’t be silly!
Do as Jimmy Skunk tells you to,
or you will be the sorriest little
Bear that ever lived!” screamed
Sammy, as he saw Jimmy’s great
plume of a tail begin to go up,
which is Jimmy’s signal of danger.</p>
<p>But Boxer, foolish little Bear<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[191]</SPAN></span>
that he was, couldn’t see anything
to fear from one so much smaller
than he. So he paid no attention
to Jimmy’s request that he step
aside. Instead he laughed in the
most impudent way.</p>
<p>“Run! Run!” screamed Sammy
Jay.</p>
<p>Boxer didn’t move. Jimmy
Skunk stamped angrily with his
front feet. Then something happened.
Yes, sir, something happened.
It was so sudden and so
unexpected that Boxer didn’t know
exactly what had happened, but he
was very much aware that it <i>had</i>
happened. Something was in his
eyes and made them smart and for
a few minutes blinded him. Something
was choking him; it seemed<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[192]</SPAN></span>
to him he could hardly breathe.
And there was the most awful
odor he ever had smelled.</p>
<p>Boxer rolled over and over and
over on the ground. He was trying
to get away from that
awful odor. But he couldn’t. He
couldn’t, for the very good reason
that he carried it along with him.
You see, Jimmy Skunk had punished
that silly little Bear by throwing
on him a little of that powerful
scent he always carries with him
to use in time of danger or when
provoked.</p>
<p>“What did I tell you? What
did I tell you?” screamed Sammy
Jay. “I guess you won’t interfere
with Jimmy Skunk again in a
hurry. It serves you right. It<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[193]</SPAN></span>
serves you just right. But it is
hard on the people who live about
here. Yes, sir, it is hard on them
to have all the sweetness of the
Green Forest spoiled by that scent
of Jimmy Skunk’s. I can’t stand
it myself, so I’ll be moving along.
It serves you right, you silly little
Bear. It serves you right.” With
this Sammy Jay flew away.</p>
<p>Boxer knew then that Jimmy
Skunk had been the cause of this
new and dreadful trouble he was
in, and great respect mingled with
fear took possession of him. And
oh, how Boxer wished that he
hadn’t been impolite! How he
wished he hadn’t refused to do as
Jimmy Skunk had politely asked
him to!</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[194]</SPAN></span>“I wish I hadn’t! I wish
I hadn’t! I wish I hadn’t!”
sobbed Boxer over and over,
as he tried to get away from that
dreadful smell and couldn’t.</p>
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