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Updated: May 23, 2025
There lay the little fellow, sound asleep in the goat-wagon, his head pillowed on his arm, while Nicknack was bleating now and then between the bites of grass and weeds he was eating. "Oh, Trouble!" cried Mrs. Newton as she took him up in her arms. "Yes dis me I's Trouble," was the sleepy response. "Oh, 'lo, Teddy," he went on as he saw his brother. "'Lo, Bob. You come to find me?"
"Oh Ted!" exclaimed Janet, as she drove home in the goat-wagon with her brother and Baby William, "do you s'pose we can't go camping with grandpa?" "Why can't we?" demanded Teddy. "'Cause of what that farmer said." "Oh, well, I guess grandpa won't be 'fraid of tramps on the island. It's part his, anyhow, and he can make 'em get off."
Nicknack just let it drip off him, and began to nibble some of the grass that grew on the island. He was making himself perfectly at home, it seemed. The goat-wagon and the other things were soon landed, and then Grandpa Martin and one of the hired men went back for the last load. When that came back and the things were piled up near the tents, the work of setting up the camp went on.
"And I won't take the goat-wagon away. We'll both go for a ride in it." "That's the way to have a good time," said Mrs. Martin, with a smile. "Now don't make any more noise, for William is fussy. Run off and play now, but don't go too far." "We'll go for a ride," said Teddy. "Come on, Jan. You can let your doll make-believe drive the goat if you want to." "Thank you, Teddy.
"Well, Jack has our goat-wagon," said Mildred. "I guess there'll be a whole lot in the race," said Freddie, "and maybe they'll have firemen." During the intermission August sold a whole big basket of peanuts, and the people wanted more. They knew all the money was to go to the fresh-air camp, which was probably the reason they bought so generously.
And can we take the lemonade in a bottle, and the crackers in a bag, and put them in the goat-wagon?" "Do you mean to give the crackers and lemonade a ride, too?" asked Mother Martin, who came out of her tent just then. "No, but we can take them with us, and have a little picnic in the woods," explained Teddy. "We didn't find any berries, and so we didn't have any picnic."
"That's Nicknack!" cried Teddy, rushing forward. "I hope your little brother is there, too," said Mrs. Newton. And Trouble was. When they got to the lower end of the vacant lot there, in a tangle of weeds, was the goat-wagon, and Nicknack was in a tangle of harness fast to it. "Look at Trouble!" cried Teddy.
Mother Martin, Grandpa Martin and Grandma Martin took turns asking these three questions as Ted and Jan drove up to the farmhouse in the darkness a little later. "You said you wouldn't stay late," went on Mother Martin, as the Curlytops got out of the goat-wagon. "We didn't mean to, Mother," said Ted.
"Drandma given 'em to me, an' she said you was to have some," announced the little boy, as he let the cookies slide out of his apron to a box that stood near the goat-wagon. Then Baby William began eating a cookie, and Jan and Ted did also, for they, too, were hungry, though it was not long after breakfast. "Goin' to wide?" asked Trouble, his mouth full of cookie.
"Oh, there is a little bunny!" cried Jan, pointing to a small, brown one that ran along under the bushes, and then came to a stop in front of the goat-wagon, pausing to look at the children. "Me shoot him," said Trouble, laughing gleefully. "What with?" asked Ted, a sudden thought coming into his mind.
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