What a fine supper Mrs. Bushy Tail cooked from the wonderful bag, and how much they all ate.
Mr. Bushy Tail was told what a good boy Frisky had been, and how the baby had cut a new tooth, with which he had accidentally bitten Grandma Chipmunk.
Then, after the baby had been tucked away in his soft nest, they all sat down close to the fire, while Mr. Bushy Tail, taking Frisky on his knee, told them of all his wonderful adventures. Of Mr. Quilly Ant-Eater and the Ring-Tailed Snorter; of that surprising slide down Mrs. Mole’s chimney, and of the terrible North wind.
And there we will leave them, a happy and contented little family.
Composition, Presswork and Binding
L. H. JENKINS
Richmond, Virginia