Eracorn led the four Giblets up Leather Top to a small ledge where
they made camp. “Wow we sure are high!” exclaimed Pimple, as he gazed over the side of the cliff. It was cold and the valley was still with the vale of night and Harry, Pimple and Jam were enjoying a nice warm supper, when Toedo suddenly jumped up and began to Cha Cha! “Whats the matter Toedo?” asked Harry burping. Toedo gave no answer and Cha Cha’ed over the fire putting it out. “Well thats nice! those were my tamales!”protested Pimple. Suddenly there came a loud, Lah, lah, lah, laah, Loo, loo, loo, loooo! “The giant RASSBERRYS have come!” the Giblets cried as they ran up the stairway to the top where they thought they’d be safe , seeing as Raspberries don’t have arms and legs. The Giblets huddled together and made a twothirdlings chain. “Lah, lah, lah, lah, laah, Loo, loo, loo, loo, loooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!” “The Rassberries made it up Leather Top! They must have climbed up the zipper!” squeaked Pimple. One of the cloaked Raspberries walked over to Toedo and flung off his shroud revealing that he was no Raspberry, but the Witch Carrot of Gangmall! He pulled a large butter knife from his leaves and waved it at the Giblets and giggled loudly. Then he grabbed Toedo by the nose and slung him to the ground. Toedo whimpered and crawled away. The other Giblets stood and watched as the Witch Carrot grabbed a stick of “butter” from Toedo and cut into it! “No not my I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter!” cried Toedo as the Carrot licked it. “Wow I can’t believe it’s not butter!” said the Witch Carrot astonished. “No one ever can!” wept Toedo. “Well thank you young Giblet for the I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter, it was excellent but now I have to kill you and take the ONE EARRING,” said the Witch Carrot wiping his mouth. Just as he was about to take it Eracorn lunged for the Carrot and knocked him off his end. The Carrot quickly regained his end. “Fool! who do you think you are knocking me off my end like that?”
“I am Eracorn, son of Fieldofcorn,and I could fry you now!” said Eracorn, as the fire of the torch flickered on his kernels. The Witch Carrot seeing this turned and fled, the Raspberries close behind. “Eracorn! come quick.” screeched Jam. “Oh no! Toedo has gone into I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter shock.” said Eracorn as he picked up Toedos twitching body. “Come let us take him to the Houses of Peeling!” said Eracorn.
A letter from J.R.R. Tolkien to illustrator Doris Sykes will be sold by Hermitage Fine Art Monaco for £15,000 ($25,0000).