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Alexander Alan Milne Winnie-the-Pooh
Александр Алан Милн Винни-Пух

 

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PART 1
Часть 1

To Her

INTRODUCTION

   
Chapter 1,
IN WHICH WE ARE INTRODUCED TO WINNIE-THE-POOH AND SOME BEES, AND THE STORIES BEGIN
  Chapter 2,
IN WHICH POOH GOES VISITING AND GETS INTO A TIGHT PLACE
 Chapter 3,
IN WHICH POOH AND PIGLET GO HUNTING AND NEARLY CATCH A WOOZLE
Chapter 4,
IN WHICH EEYORE LOSES A TAIL AND POOH FINDS ONE
Chapter 5,
IN WHICH PIGLET MEETS A HEFFALUMP

Chapter 6,
IN WHICH EEYORE HAS A BIRTHDAY AND GETS TWO PRESENTS

Chapter 7,
IN WHICH KANGA AND BABY ROO COME TO THE FOREST, AND PIGLET HAS A BATH
Chapter 8,
IN WHICH CHRISTOPHER ROBIN LEADS AN EXPOTITION TO THE NORTH POLE
Chapter 9,
IN WHICH PIGLET IS ENTIRELY SURROUNDED BY WATER

Chapter 10,
IN WHICH CHRISTOPHER ROBIN GIVES A POOH PARTY, AND WE SAY GOOD-BYE

Chapter 4,
IN WHICH EEYORE LOSES A TAIL AND POOH FINDS ONE


THE Old Grey Donkey, Eeyore, stood by himself in a thistly corner of the forest, his front feet
well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to
himself, “Why?” and sometimes he thought, “Wherefore?” and sometimes he thought, “Inasmuch
as which?”—and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about. So when Winnie11
the-Pooh came stumping along, Eeyore was very glad to be able to stop thinking for a little, in
order to say “How do you do?” in a gloomy manner to him.
“And how are you?” said Winnie-the-Pooh.
Eeyore shook his head from side to side.
“Not very how,” he said. “I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time.”
“Dear, dear,” said Pooh, “I'm sorry about that. Let's have a look at you.” So Eeyore stood
there, gazing sadly at the ground, and Winnie-the-Pooh walked all round him once.
“Why, what's happened to your tail?” he said in surprise.
“What has happened to it?” said Eeyore.
“It isn't there!”
“Are you sure?”
“Well, either a tail is there or it isn't there You can't make a mistake about it. And yours isn't
there!”
“Then what is?”
“Nothing.”
“Let's have a look,” said Eeyore, and he turned slowly round to the place where his tail had
been a little while ago, and then, finding that he couldn't catch it up, he turned round the other
way, until he came back to where he was at first, and then he put his head down and looked
between his front legs, and at last he said, with a long, sad sigh, “I believe you're right”
“Of course I'm right,” said Pooh
“That accounts for a Good Deal,” said Eeyore gloomily. “It explains Everything. no Wonder.”
“You must have left it somewhere,” said Winnie-the-Pooh.
“Somebody must have taken it,” said Eeyore.
“How Like Them,” he added, after a long silence. Pooh felt that he ought to say something
helpful about it, but didn't quite know what.
So he decided to do something helpful instead.
“Eeyore,” he said solemnly, “I, Winnie-the-Pooh, will find your tail for you.”
“Thank you, Pooh,” answered Eeyore. “You're a real friend,” said he. “Not like Some,” he
said.
So Winnie-the-Pooh went off to find Eeyore's tail.
It was a fine spring morning in the forest as he started out. Little soft clouds played happily in
a blue sky, skipping from time to time in front of the sun as if they had come to put it out, and
then sliding away suddenly so that the next might have his turn. Through them and between them
the sun shone bravely, and a copse which had worn its firs all the year round seemed old and
dowdy now beside the new green lace which the beeches had put on so prettily. Through copse
and spinney marched Bear; down open slopes of gorse and heather, over rocky beds of streams,
up steep banks of sandstone into the heather again; and so at last, tired and hungry, to the
Hundred Acre Wood. For it was in the Hundred Acre Wood that Owl lived.
“And if anyone knows anything about anything,” said Bear to himself, “it's Owl who knows
something about something,” he said, “or my name's not Winnie-the-Pooh,” he said. “Which it
is,” he added. “So there you are.”
Owl lived at The Chestnuts, and old-world residence of great charm, which was grander than
anybody else's, or seemed so to Bear, because it had both a knocker and a bell-pull. Underneath
the knocker there was a notice which said:
PLES RING IF AN RNSER IS REQIRD.
Underneath the bell-pull there was a notice which said:
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PLEZ CNOKE IF AN RNSR IS NOT REQID.
These notices had been written by Christopher Robin, who was the only one in the forest who
could spell; for Owl, wise though he was in many ways, able to read and write and spell his own
name WOL, yet somehow went all to pieces over delicate words like MEASLES and
BUTTEREDTOAST.
Winnie-the-Pooh read the two notices very carefully, first from left to right, and afterwards, in
case he had missed some of it, from right to left. Then, to make quite sure, he knocked and pulled
the knocker, and he pulled and knocked the bell-rope, and he called out in a very loud voice,
“Owl! I require an answer! It's Bear speaking.” And the door opened, and Owl looked out.
“Hallo, Pooh,” he said. “How's things?”
“Terrible and Sad,” said Pooh, “because Eeyore, who is a friend of mine, has lost his tail. And
he's Moping about it. So could you very kindly tell me how to find it for him?”
“Well,” said Owl, “the customary procedure in such cases is as follows.”
“What does Crustimoney Proseedcake mean?” said Pooh. “For I am a Bear of Very Little
Brain, and long words Bother me.”
“It means the Thing to Do.”
“As long as it means that, I don't mind,” said Pooh humbly.
“The thing to do is as follows. First, Issue a Reward. Then—”
“Just a moment,” said Pooh, holding up his paw. “What do we do to this—what you were
saying? You sneezed just as you were going to tell me.”
“I didn't sneeze.”
“Yes, you did, Owl.”
“Excuse me, Pooh, I didn't. You can't sneeze without knowing it.”
“Well, you can't know it without something having been sneezed.”
“What I said was, 'First Issue a Reward'.”
“You're doing it again,” said Pooh sadly.
“A Reward!” said Owl very loudly. “We write a notice to say that we will give a large
something to anybody who finds Eeyore's tail.”
“I see, I see,” said Pooh, nodding his head. “Talking about large somethings,” he went on
dreamily, “I generally have a small something about now—about this time in the morning,” and
he looked wistfully at the cupboard in the corner of Owl's parlour; “just a mouthful of condensed
milk or whatnot, with perhaps a lick of honey—”
“Well, then,” said Owl, “we write out this notice, and we put it up all over the Forest.”
“A lick of honey,” murmured Bear to himself, “or—or not, as the case may be.” And he gave a
deep sigh, and tried very hard to listen to what Owl was saying.
But Owl went on and on, using longer and longer words, until at last he came back to where he
started, and he explained that the person to write out this notice was Christopher Robin.
“It was he who wrote the ones on my front door for me. Did you see them, Pooh?”
For some time now Pooh had been saying “Yes” and “No” in turn, with his eyes shut, to all
that Owl was saying, and having said, “Yes, yes,” last time, he said “No, not at all,” now, without
really knowing what Owl was talking about? “Didn't you see them?” said Owl, a little surprised.
“Come and look at them now.”
So they went outside. And Pooh looked at the knocker and the notice below it, and he looked
at the bell-rope and the notice below it, and the more he looked at the bell-rope, the more he felt
that he had seen something like it, somewhere else, sometime before.
“Handsome bell-rope, isn't it?” said Owl.
Pooh nodded.
“It reminds me of something,” he said, “but I can't think what. Where did you get it?”
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“I just came across it in the Forest. It was hanging over a bush, and I thought at first somebody
lived there, so I rang it, and nothing happened, and then I rang it again very loudly, and it came
off in my hand, and as nobody seemed to want it, I took it home, and”
“Owl,” said Pooh solemnly, “you made a mistake. Somebody did want it.”
“Who?”
“Eeyore. My dear friend Eeyore. He was—he was fond of it.”
“Fond of it?”
“Attached to it,” said Winnie-the-Pooh sadly.
So with these words he unhooked it, and carried it back to Eeyore; and when Christopher
Robin had nailed it on its right place again, Eeyore frisked about the forest, waving his tail so
happily that Winnie-the-Pooh came over all funny, and had to hurry home for a little snack of
something to sustain him. And wiping his mouth half an hour afterwards, he sang to himself
proudly:
Who found the Tail?
“I,” said Pooh,
“At a quarter to two
(Only it was quarter to eleven really),
I found the Tail!”


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