“I not goin’ to take any pills!” objected Trouble, as he heard that strange word. “I not sick and I not take pills!”
“You don’t have to take pills!” laughed Janet. “We were talking about the Pilgrims.”
“Who is them?” Trouble wanted to know.
“Oh, they used to fight with the Indians,” said Ted.
“Den I be a Pigwim!” announced Trouble, which was as near as he could say it. “Does Pigwims eat?” he wanted to know.
“Of course they do!” said Teddy. “We’ll go to the store and get daddy to give us things to eat in the woods,” he added.
Mr. Martin was glad to have the children roam in the woods in play, and he gave them some packages of crackers for their lunch. While he was wrapping them up for Teddy and Janet, baby William wandered behind the store counter. A lumberman entered as Mr. Martin finished giving the Curlytops what they had asked for. Looking behind the counter the lumberman gave a start and suddenly cried:
“There’s trouble here!”
“Yes, I know Trouble is here,” said Mr. Martin, thinking the man meant the little boy. “Come out, Trouble!” he called.
“No, but I mean there’s a different kind of trouble!” exclaimed the man. “I don’t mean your boy, though he may have been the cause of it.”