“So am I!” exclaimed Slicko.
“But where have you been—and what happened to you?” asked the mamma squirrel.
“Oh, I have had so many adventures!” cried Slicko. “I can jump through paper hoops, I can crawl in Bob’s pocket and get sugar, and I scared away a burglar!”
“My, you did have some adventures,” said Mrs. Squirrel. “But come in now, and have some dinner.”
And so that was the end of Slicko’s adventures for a while. She got safely back to her nest, and she lived there with her father and mother, and sister and brothers, for many years.
Sometimes she would meet Squinty, the comical pig, or Mappo, the merry monkey. And that reminds me. I have some stories to tell you about him. But I shall have to put them in another book. It will be named “Mappo, the Merry Monkey,” and in it you may read all about his many adventures.
“Are you going to run away again, Slicko?” asked Nutto, one day about a week after his sister came back.
“No, I am only going to run up to the top of this tree, and down again,” said the little squirrel, and she did.
THE END