Reddy Woodpecker was very angry with Cuffy Bear. He thought that when they hunted grubs together it was only fair that they should divide the game. So far Cuffy had taken all but one. And that was one that he had overlooked.
 
"I don't believe I'll hunt with you any more," Reddy Woodpecker told Cuffy.
 
That news surprised Cuffy Bear. "Why, what's the matter?" he inquired. "Haven't we had good luck?"
 
Reddy Woodpecker .
 
"You have had fine luck," he replied. "But I certainly haven't. When you asked me to hunt grubs with you I expected we would divide the grubs."
 
Cuffy Bear shook his head doubtfully.
 
"It's not easy to divide a grub," he said. "That's why I let you have all of that one that you found a while ago."
 
"You don't understand me," Reddy went on. "What I mean is this: If we find two dozen grubs in a you should have one dozen and I should have one dozen."
 
"I've never hunted in that way before," Cuffy told him. "But since you insist, I'm willing to try it. And maybe it would be only fair if I found the next stump and let you open it."
 
Now, this was a much better offer than Reddy Woodpecker had expected, so he made haste to accept it.
 
Then Cuffy Bear went wandering away into the woods. He was gone a long time. But at last he came back and said gruffly, "Follow me!"
 
They reached, after a while, a spot where Cuffy Bear stopped and a paw towards an old stump.
 
"There it is," he said. "Now you tear it open."
 
Reddy Woodpecker alighted upon the stump and clung to it while he drilled into it with his bill, tap, tap, tap!
 
Meanwhile Cuffy Bear watched him impatiently.
 
"My goodness!" he muttered. "That fellow is slow. I'll ne............