It was quite late in the fall, and the weather had grown very cold. Mrs. Coon and her family had not left their home for several days; but on this day she thought it would be pleasant to go out in the sunshine and get a breath of fresh air and a bite to eat.  
Fatty was the only one of her children that was not asleep; and he complained of being very hungry. So Mrs. Coon to take him with her.
 
The hunting was not very good. There were no birds' eggs at all to be found in the trees. The river and the and the were all over, so Fatty and his mother could not catch any fish. And as for corn—Farmer Green had long ago gathered the last ear of it. Fatty wished that it was summertime. But it only made him hungrier than ever, to think of all the good things to eat that summer brings. He was feeling very unhappy when his mother said to him sharply—
 
"Run up this tree! Hurry, now! Don't ask any questions."
 
Now, Fatty did not always mind his mother as quickly as he might have. But this time he saw that she had stopped and was the air as if there was something about it she did not like.
 
That was enough for Fatty. He up the nearest tree. For he knew that his mother had discovered danger of some sort.
 
Mrs. Coon followed close behind Fatty. And they had no sooner hidden in the branches than Fatty saw what it was that his mother had smelled.
 
It was Johnnie Green! He passed right the tree where they were perched. And as Mrs. Coon peeped down at him she and shivered and shook so hard that Fatty couldn't help noticing............