<h2><SPAN name="Picnic" id="Picnic">IV</SPAN></h2><h3>PLANNING A PICNIC</h3>
<p>While he was only a fawn Nimble became
very fond of water lilies. But he
didn't carry them as a bouquet, nor wear
one in his buttonhole. He was fond of
lilies in a different way: he liked to eat
them, and their flat, round, glossy pads.
At night his mother often led him to the
edge of the lake on the other side of Blue
Mountain and there they feasted.</p>
<p>It was wonderful to stand in the cool
water, not too far from the shore, with
the moonlight shimmering on the ruffled
lake, and breathe in the sweet scent of the
lilies while nibbling at their pads.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</SPAN></span>"There's nothing," said Nimble to his
mother one night, "nothing so good to eat
as water lilies."</p>
<p>His mother said, "Humph! Wait till
you've tasted carrots!"</p>
<p>"Carrots!" Nimble echoed. "What are
carrots and where can I find some? Do
they grow in this lake?"</p>
<p>"Carrots," his mother explained, "are
vegetables and they grow in Farmer
Green's garden."</p>
<p>When he heard that, Nimble wanted to
start for Farmer Green's place at once.
But his mother said, "No!" And he soon
saw that she meant it, too.</p>
<p>However, the word <i>carrots</i> was in his
mouth a good deal of the time, for days
and nights afterward. But Nimble wasn't
satisfied with having only the <i>word</i> in his
mouth. There was no taste to that at all.
Nor could he chew it, nor swallow it. He<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</SPAN></span>
was wild to bite into a carrot and see if it
actually was more toothsome than a water
lily. Again and again he said to his
mother, "Can't we go down to Farmer
Green's garden patch to-night? If we
wait much longer somebody else will eat
all the carrots before we get a taste of
them." Or maybe he would exclaim,
"Let's have some carrots for supper!
Please!"</p>
<p>It was no wonder that Nimble's mother
grew very tired of his teasing. At last
she said to him, when he was urging her
to take him down the hill and across the
meadow to Farmer Green's vegetable
garden, "There's no sense in our going
down there now. The carrots aren't big
enough yet. They aren't ready to eat.
But later, if you show you're trustworthy,
and if you mind well, and if you grow
enough, and if you can start quickly and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</SPAN></span>
run fast, perhaps I'll see that you have
your first meal of carrots. Now, don't
bother me any more!"</p>
<p>Well, there were so many <i>ifs</i> in his
mother's promise that Nimble almost gave
up hope of ever getting to Farmer
Green's garden patch. He didn't quite
dare expect that his mother would take
him there with her. But he made up his
mind that if she didn't he would go on a
carrot hunt alone as soon as he could.</p>
<p>At the same time he practiced minding
his mother, which was not always a pleasant
thing to do. And he practiced starting
and running, both of which were a
good deal of fun. As for growing, Nimble
did not need to practice that at all; for he
was getting heavier and taller every day,
without doing anything more than to eat
and to sleep and to have the best time
possible.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</SPAN></span><SPAN name="meanwhile" id="meanwhile"></SPAN>Meanwhile he told everybody he met
that if all went well he would be eating
carrots some day. And when his friends
learned that he planned to go on an excursion
to Farmer Green's garden patch
there wasn't one of them that didn't say
he would like to go too.</p>
<p>Jimmy Rabbit said he really ought to
have a look at the cabbages. And if Nimble
didn't mind he thought it would be
pleasant to join the party. Patty Coon
remarked that there were certain matters
connected with corn which he must attend
to, and if there was no objection he
would go along with the rest, when the
time came for the excursion. Even Cuffy
Bear, who almost never went near the
farm buildings, declared that there was
nothing he would enjoy more than to make
the trip with Nimble and his mother. He
had once tasted baked beans. And ever<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</SPAN></span>
since that occasion he had meant to see if
he couldn't find some around Farmer
Green's house.</p>
<p>Of course it would have been awkward
to say no. So Nimble said yes to everybody.
He even promised that he would let
all his friends know when the excursion
should take place.</p>
<p>But of all these things he said not a
word to his mother. He was not sure that
they would please her. In fact he was
sure that they wouldn't.</p>
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