Bobby and his father felt as fresh as the morning dew. This was the day they were to go and get the honey from the bees.
OFF FOR THE HONEY
"Father, what is honey? Have I ever eaten any?" asked Bobby Bear, as they started on their journey.
"Why, certainly you have," answered his father. "Don't you remember that sweet, sticky stuff you had on your bread last year, when your Uncle Grumpy came to visit us?"
"Oh," said Bobby, astonished, "was that honey?"
"Yes, and what we are going to get today will be just as nice, perhaps nicer."
"Father, where do we get honey? Do we dig it out of the ground? Or does it grow on trees?"
"Just wait and see. In a little while you will know," answered Father Bear.
By now they had left their cave far behind them. Bobby Bear did not feel so tired today as he did the morning before. Perhaps he was getting used to walking.