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came suddenly into his head, which seemed to him  a  Good  Hum,
such as is Hummed Hopefully to Others.

                  The more it snows
                        (Tiddely pom),
            The more it goes
                        (Tiddely pom),
            The more it goes
                        (Tiddely pom)
                On snowing.
            And nobody knows
                        (Tiddely pom),
            How cold my toes
                        (Tiddely pom),
            How cold my toes
                        (Tiddely pom),
                Are growing.

        "So  what  I'll  do," said Pooh, "is I'll do this. I'll
just go home first and see what the time is, and  perhaps  I'll
put  a  muffler  round my neck, and then I'll go and see Eeyore
and sing it to him."
        He hurried back to his own house; and his mind  was  so
busy  on  the  way  with  the hum that he was getting ready for
Eeyore that, when he suddenly saw Piglet sitting  in  his  best
arm-chair,  he  could  only  stand  there  rubbing his head and
wondering whose house he was in.
        "Hallo, Piglet," he said. "I thought you were out."
        "No," said Piglet, "it's you who were out, Pooh."
        "So it was," said Pooh. "I knew one of us was."
        He looked up at his clock, which had  stopped  at  five
minutes to eleven some weeks ago.
        "Nearly  eleven  o'clock,"  said  Pooh happily. "You're
just in time for a little smackerel of something," and  he  put
his head into the cupboard. "And then we'll go out, Piglet, and
sing my song to Eeyore."
        "Which song, Pooh?"
        "The  one  we're  going  to  sing to Eeyore," explained
Pooh.
        The clock was still saying five minutes to eleven  when
Pooh  and  Piglet  set out on their way half an hour later. The
wind had dropped, and the  snow,  tired  of  rushing  round  in

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