Whitefoot the Woodmouse had been running and jumping all around the
inside of the little sugar-house. He loves to run and jump, and he
had been having just the best time ever. Finally Whitefoot ran
along the old bench and jumped from the end of it for a box
standing on end, which Farmer Brown's boy sometimes used to sit on.
It wasn't a very long jump, but somehow Whitefoot misjudged it. He
was heedless, and he didn't jump quite far enough. Right beside
that box was a tin pail half filled with sap. Instead of landing on
the box, Whitefoot landed with a splash in that pail of sap!
Whitefoot had been in many tight places. Yes, indeed, Whitefoot
had been in many tight places. He had had narrow escapes of all
kinds. But never had he felt so utterly hopeless as now. The moment
he landed in that sap, Whitefoot began to swim frantically. The
more he tried to climb out, the more frightened he became!
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