Pinning the Tail on Eeyore.
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.
“It reminds me of something,” he said, “but I can’t think what. Where did you get it?”
“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.”
“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!”
Print taken from the original by E.H.Shepard.
Print size : 8 inches x 6 inches.
With mount : 10 inches x 12 inches.
Frame shown just for illustration.