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YOU BRING ME FLOWERS AND CANDY, YOGI, BECAUSE You WANT ME To BE YOUR

GIRL FRIEND AND

You'RE VERY POLITE!

YOU LIKEDTHE PIE? THE LET [ HERE...YOU CAN STRAWBERRY SHORT- HAVE IT ALLS

I HAVEN'T SEEN YOGt AROUND, IF IAA LUCKY, JUST RAN ey - I WON'T SEE an ALL RANGER SMITH! ORY. Bt,

I WISH THE TOURISTS WOULON!T

EH...THANKS FER DROPPIN’ IN, Perso! I WAS JUST GETTIN’ A LITTLE

HE'S COMING OUT/ r CAN HARDLY WAIT TO...

SNITCH ? OH, PAY, NAUGHTY!

THAT'S ; WHY DON'T WE JUST

SOME OTHER FRIENOLY FOLKS WHO'LL ace

SPARE RIBS! DEE- USH! THIS CHICKEN IS +I MEAN WAS... MANNERS! WHY Do You BAT SO

YOU'RE A CUTE CHICK, BUT YA BUG ME, BABY/ NOW, GUIT HASSLIN’ ME TILL I'M FINISHED

BATIN'/

IF HE’ Rha I/M GOING TO IG STUPID LIKE THERES a TER IN YOUR TANK’ HE'S /

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= THANKS TO YOU SENATORS ON THE NATIONAL. FARKS COMMITTEE, JELLYSTONE NATIONAL PARIK PICNIC AREAS HAVE BEEN CLEANEO

HIDE, Yoo! ! HERE'S RANGER SMITH... HE'S

IT W-WAS A HUGE MAYBE YOU IMAGINED IT, ] [ I'VE HAD A SPECIAL PICNIC LUNCH G-G-GRIZZLY SENATOR! IF ANY JELLY- PREPARED, GENTLEMEN ! ICE CREAM

BEA

Bare

HERE'S ALL YOU

HIYA, FELLAS! WANT TO SEE ) IF BOO BOO'S HERE ME DO SOME TRICKS? —_)_... YOGI CAN'T BE “FAR AWAY!

LOOK AT THAT! THE HELP HIM, LITTLE BEAR Is cuTe! DOING A.... HE RANGER LANDED ON HIS SMITH! HEAD!

HE Mey HAVE A GENTLEMEN! T'LL POUR. FRACTURED SKULL! . LICIOUS, ICE-COLD LEMONADE ON HIM TO WAKE

Him UP!

DON'T BE“ALARMED, | RANGER SMITH! IT

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"THERE HE IS, YoGi-- WAKE UP RANGER SMITH! IN YOUR BED! LoT A YOU CAN'T SLEEP IN iv

L WAO A LITTLE SNACK, FELLOWS. I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T MIND.

f ARE YOU INSANE, SMITH 7

MUST HAVE \. SQMETHING REALLY | TILL HAVE YOU KICKED OUT gooD, you! A OF JELLYSTONE FARK

JUST LOOK AT YOURSELF, \ SMITH! YOU'VE GONE BAD...

I DON'T WASTE MONEY ON FOOD t RANGER ROTTYN IS FOR THE ANIMALS ! LET ‘Em. CHEATING US OUT OF STARVE ... THEY'RE JUST A OUR FOOD, YOGI !

NUISANCE ANYHOW!

I'M DOING Great, | f SEE THOSE BAGS? I: MR. BIGG! ALL THE KEEP THE ANIMALS WELL FEO, MR. BiGG.

HE STOLE THE MONEY HE \. WAS SUPPOSED TO SPEND

RANGER SMITH IS \I BELIEVE You'RE WHAT'S WRONG, YOGI 7 RIGHT, SIR! (T I THOUGHT YOUID EAT TWICE AS MUCH AS THE REST OF US!

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dollystens Park was covered with a blanket of pure, white snew. Everything was peaceful and calm.

Yegi Bear and his little pal, Boo Boo Bear, were sound asleep, Since no tourists came to visit Jellystone Park during the winter, food was scarce and picnic hatkets were even scarcer! Even a bear whe was amarter than the average bear had a hard time fin- ding food when snow covered the entire park.

Suddenly, Yogi's alarm clock began to ring. It made tuch a loud racket that it scared little Boo Boo right out of his bed. Up into the air he flew! His eyelids snapped epen like windew shades!

“It must be Spring! The alarm went off, se it must be Spring!" Boo Boo bellowed happily, "That was a fast winter, but I'm glad it’s over, | can't wait to smell the flowers! It's Spring! It's Spring!” he shouted as he dashed toward the mouth of the cave.

Slowly, Yogi yawned. Then, he opened his eyes just enough to see Boo Boo running pest hie bed.

“Hold it, Bee Boo!!! he called. Den't run out there! Hold it or you'll be sorry!” he warned:

“Why? It's Spring, isn’t it?’ asked Boo Boo as he kept running without watching where he was going.

Smack! Thud! Woosh! Boo Boo ran out of the cave and fell face first inte @ deep, deep, snow drift.

Quickly, Yogi fished his pal out of the snow and

ht his half frozen friend back inte their cave.

“W-Why did the @larm go off if jt isn’t Spring?" stammered Bee Boo as Yogi wrapped a blanket around his chilly comrade.

Eset it for mid-winter,” explained Yogi. "I thought we'd wake up early and have a mid-winter snack,” he added. -

“Hew can we have a mid-winter snack?” inquired Bee Bee. “There's snow outside. No one comes here during the winter. We won't even be able to find a single berry. Surely, w<'ll never be able to find a picnic basket,” muttered Boo Boo sadly.

‘We won't find any picnic baskets, but we'll find plenty of lunch pails and brown bags filled with sandwiches,” answered Yogi. "Werkmen‘are putting @ pipe line through Jellysione this winter and

‘workmen bring lunch pails with them, Besides that, there are plenty of skiers whe come up here with paper beags filled with sandwiches and thermes bottles filled with hot cocoa,” stated Yogi,

“Hey! You're right, but what about Mr. Ranger?” replied Boo Boo. “Won't Mr. Ranger get mad at us fer stealing lunch péils and thermos bottles?”

“That is the real beauty of my scheme, Boe Boo my bey," bragged Yogi. ‘Mr. Ranger won't be able te guess who is swiping the lunch pails. Everyone knows that bears hibernate during the winter. Ranger Smith will think that we're fast asleep. We'll never get caught. We'll have ene giant snack and then hit the hay until Spring arrives and ne ene will be the wiser,” stated Yogi.

Off into the snow the two bears went. Yogi led Bee Boo te a place where workmen were putting pipesinte the ground. Quickly, the twe bears gathered up as many lunch pails as they could carry and then they sneaked off inte the weeds. .

Later, Yogi led Boo Beg te the ski slope, There, they gathered up thermos bottles filled with het cocoa and paper bags filled with sandwiches. Since they had all the food that they needed for @ snack, they started back teward their cave.

“Tonight, we feast,” shouted Yegi happily as he and Boo Bee rushed inte their warm cave.

The telephone ‘in Ranger Smith's cabin never stopped ringing. People kept phoning in te complain about their missing lunches.

“It can’t be Yogi,” mumbled the Rangeras he hung up the phone. “Yogi is fast asleep. I'd better get everte where the men are working and check for clues.”

When the Ranger arrived at the work site, he saw

bear tracks in the snow. “I think | knew where these tracks are going to lead me,” he muttered as he began te follow the trail, * Over mountains, down hills and through the forest he followed the tracks. ‘! knew it!" he sheuted when he neared the end of the trail. “The tracks lead right te Yogi's cave!”

When the Ranger looked inte the cave, he saw that Yogi and Boo Boo were fast asleep in their beds. The Ranger scratched his head, He knew the hears were guilty, but he couldn't preve it! Then; he spled the empty lunch pails and thermos bottles, Yegi and Bes Boo would have the devil te pay when Spring came!

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