Like some people we know, they're sometimes most amusing when they are most serious." "_Amusing_!" exclaimed the Babe, with a world of meaning in his voice.
That was the last word he expected to apply to such a bad-tempered little beast.
But his uncle paid no heed to the interruption.
"There was 'Young Grumpy,' now," he continued musingly.

"As sober-minded a woodchuck as ever burrowed a bank.

From his earliest days he took life seriously, and never seemed to think it worth his while to play as the other wild youngsters do.

Yet in spite of himself he was sometimes quite amusing.
"He had the good fortune to be born in the back pasture of Anderson's Farm.

That was where the Boy lived, you know, and where no one was allowed to shoot the crows.