Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't worry, Pearl.

You're supposed to be so doggone wise.

I mean, with a kiss.

Go find Maggie.

It makes my friends in the woods kind of skittish.

Yeah, he's notching it on the wrong side, too.

Cause they went home for Christmas and a visit with their kin.

Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.

I reckon we's in for considerable bawling.

Well, all right.

Well, he might be chopping another one.

I'd still rather stay here, Pa.

Now there's vittles you won't forget in a hurry.

Uh, wasn't running away, was you, Mr. Brewster?

Well, there was an owl, and a squirrel, a crow, and a fox, a possum, and a skunk, and a porcupine.

Wouldn't let that little bride do nothing.

It's me, Ellie.

If it's not... Why should I sleep here on the floor?

But Pearl's choicey.

Yeah, Grandpa made the mistake of having his ma come live with him.

Well, Mr. Brewster does.

Maggie, I'm so happy to see you.

You shinny up that tree and tell that grabby eagle to give you back that mink coat for Pearl's honeymoon or she ain't no friend of yours.

Ah, Thunder Grant, the old place ain't changed a bit.