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"I am, Cookie," I admitted. The whites of Cookie's eyes became alarmingly conspicuous. Drawing near in a stealthy manner he whispered: "Yo' bettah not, Miss Jinny!" "Better not?" I repeated, staring. He answered with a portentous head-shake. "Oh, nonsense, Cookie!" I said impatiently, "There's not a thing on the island but the pigs!" "Miss Jinny," he solemnly replied, "dey's pigs and pigs."
Then the "pirate" and his "prisoners" sat down on the sand together, as nicely as you please, leaning against bits of driftwood covered with seaweed, and ate the lunch Cousin Ruth had given them. It did not take very long. Probably you know what a very short time cookies last among four hungry children. "Well, now we'll start to build," said Russ, when the last cookie and cracker had been eaten.
Williams, reassured by this reply, which, though somewhat baffling, was thoroughly familiar to her ear. "Now, if you'll come downstairs, I'll give you each one cookie and no more, so your appetites won't be spoiled for your dinners." She stood, evidently expecting them to precede her.
It seems a long time since we have heard anything of the Frogman and Cayke the Cookie Cook, who had left the Yip Country in search of the diamond-studded dishpan which had been mysteriously stolen the same night that Ozma had disappeared from the Emerald City.
"I think I could do it, sir," said the Frogman with a bow to the Wizard. "It is an uphill jump as well as being a high jump, but I'm considered something of a jumper by my friends in the Yip Country, and I believe a good, strong leap will carry me to the other side." "I'm sure it would," agreed the Cookie Cook.
Then from out the hollow trees tumbled a whole regiment of stuffed bears, some carrying tin swords, some popguns and others long spears with gay ribbons tied to the handles. There were hundreds of them, altogether, and they quickly formed a circle around the Frogman and the Cookie Cook but kept at a distance and left a large space for the prisoners to stand in.
"We -er -we were only going to take a -er -cookie or two, if you had 'em." "Well, you'll not take a thing, so clear out!" "You -you took our boat," said Ham. "And you were going to take ours, only you didn't find it," said Snap with a grin. "You hadn't any right to touch our boat." "See here, Ham, don't talk like a child.
"Of what crime do you accuse them?" inquired the King. "Why, they trespassed on your domain, for one thing," said the Brown Bear. "We didn't know it was private property, Your Majesty," said the Cookie Cook. "And they asked if any of us had stolen the dishpan!" continued Corporal Waddle indignantly. "That is the same thing as calling us thieves and robbers and bandits and brigands, is it not?"
Now, what was it Cookie said for us to bring him? Bacon? Got any bacon? Too bad oh, don't apologize; it's all right. Cold chisels that's the thing if you ain't got no bacon. Let me see a three-pound cold chisel about as big as that," extending a huge and crooked forefinger, "an' with a big bulge at one end. Straight in the middle, circling off into a three-cornered wavy edge on the other side.
"Wait a minute. Perhaps I can reach the magic," called the Bear King, and began scrambling up the bodies of the others. But when he came to the Cookie Cook, his soft paws tickled her side so that she squirmed and upset the whole line.
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