"While the Gay Old Foxes Were in the Next Room, Mrs. Rabbit Slipped Out"
Nor were they more pleased to recover their lost property than was the obliging goose when she learned of all that had been going on.
"To think," she exclaimed, "that I have been laying eggs for those dreadful foxes!"
And Mr. and Mrs. Fox wonder to this day who stole the goose eggs.
[VIII]
WHY MRS. FROG MUST LIVE IN THE SWAMPS
Long, long ago Mrs. Frog lived on the hillsides. She was a goddess worshiped by all the fairies because she ruled the sunshine and the rain, and she was a friend to them all, being generous and dutiful.
With her seventy daughters, she spent the days in spinning the most beautiful cloth of gold for the fairies to wear, and the flax which she spun was as yellow as the biggest and ripest pumpkin you ever saw.