By bending down Sandy was just able to reach the milk. And he began
drinking it as fast as he could. It was so delicious that he forgot all
about Johnnie Green and his father and the hired man.
With his head inside the pail, of course Sandy couldn't see what happened
in the barn. The more he drank, the further down he had to stretch his
neck. And when at last he heard a shout, and a milking-stool came sailing
through the air not far above the pail, Sandy was so startled that he
lost his balance and went _plump_! into the milk.
Luckily, Sandy Chipmunk knew how to swim. So he managed to keep his nose
in the air or he would certainly have drowned.
"Where on earth did that chipmunk go?" he heard Johnnie Green say as he
picked up his stool. You see, Johnnie never once thought of looking
inside the pail.
Still, Sandy Chipmunk was in a fix. For the inside of the pail was as
smooth and slippery as the outside. And of course he couldn't _jump_ out,
for there was nothing from which he could spring.
Now it happened that the pail of milk stood not far behind the surly old
cow that had told Sandy not to be silly, when he asked her for some milk
to drink, in the pasture that day.
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