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The Dinner Tree

The little brown Puskin was very sorry for him, so she felt in her lucky pocket and pulled out a tiny little gold key which she gave to him.

Then she took him deep into the woods and showed him an old, old elm tree. "This", she said, "is going to be your Dinner Tree."

The little blue Puskin was amazed... How could an elm tree be his Dinner Tree?, he thought. "Why, it doesn't even have nuts on it!"