Big as he is, he has learned to fear man just as silvertip has.
silvertip became so excited that he could not stay longer on the fence.
The worst of it was that there always seemed to be so many other people around to see how poor silvertip was teased.
It was in some such way that silvertip came to be a good hunter.
One of those on the grape-vines laughed at a Robin for being afraid of silvertip.
Quite a pile was there already when silvertip came walking past.
Now silvertip had told some of his friends exactly that, but this was before he knew so much about Chipmunks.
silvertip crouched and tried his muscles by shaking himself a little.
Whenever he saw silvertip having an especially comfortable nap, he would run near and give his chirping, chuckling laugh.
You would never have thought that silvertip was hunting Mr. Chipmunk.