So off the children went. In a little while, back they came with their hands full of flowers.
Peggy was the first one to reach the tree house. She looked in and then began to laugh and call to the others to come quickly.
"We needn't make any flower people for our house," she said. "It's already rented." And sure enough, there on the green moss couch was a fat brown toad. He was winking and blinking and looking much pleased with his new home.
The children sat down to rest and watch Mr. Toad. All of a sudden they heard a queer sound. "Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep-cheep!" It seemed to come from the bushes.
"It must be some little birds," said Betty.
"Perhaps it is a mother quail and her babies," said Mary.
Very carefully the four little girls peeped through the leaves and bushes.
Can you guess what they saw?
There, walking about in an open place in the woods, was Brown Betty, and running beside her and talking to her in turkey talk were eight baby turkeys.
How excited the children were! They all wanted to run to the farmhouse with the good news. But at last they drew lots to see who should go.