“I don’t believe Larry and Alice will sell Winkie,” said Mr. Dawson.
Mr. Tottle came to them the next day and offered two dollars for Winkie.
“Let me take her,” said Uncle Elias with a grin, “and you’ll never have to bother to feed her again.”
“Oh, but we like to feed her,” said Alice.
One day Uncle Elias came over to the Dawson home very much excited.
“There! What did I tell you!” he cried. “A lot of my clover’s been spoiled by your woodchuck!”
“It couldn’t be by Winkie,” said Larry, who was just then making his pet do some of her tricks. “She hasn’t been out of her pen for a week, except just in our yard. She couldn’t have taken any of your clover!”
“Well, some pesky ground-hog did!” stormed the farmer. “And I’m going to pay ’em back!”
“Oh, what are you going to do?” asked Alice.