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"Yes," added Limpy-toes, "don't touch any bushes except blueberry, cedar, pine, hemlock, sweet fern, bayberry, or peppermint. Those are all safe and you know 'em well." "For pity sake, Buster, don't get poisoned!" cried Silver Ears. "We hope to get Wink and Wiggle out of doors tomorrow. I'm not anxious for any more patients. I wonder that you let him roam about the woods, Mammy."
"Never mind, Limpy," he said, looking up into his big brother's sad face. "It is a fine automobile, if you do have to twist it often. We can have nice rides around the Lake." But Limpy-toes would not be comforted. "I wanted an automobile that would fetch Dr. Grand-daddy to his patients very quickly. I must study until I make better power than this clock spring. Ah, here is the key!
Hurrah for a holiday and a fine new house for Neighbor Field-Mouse! Come, Granny, we're homeward bound. Fetch the automobile, Limpy-toes. I hope the twistity will not give out. Good-night, folkses, goodnight!" Neighbour Field-Mouse's new bungalow was begun before sunrise next morning. Squire Cricket and Daddy Grasshopper brought their saws, Jack Rabbit and Mr.
"Limpy-toes used cold water," said Aunt Squeaky. "No, it was hot water, Ma," contradicted Dot. "First he freezed me with cold water; then he boiled me in hot water," said Tiny. "I guess I can remember. Mammy put on cobwebs, Wink gave me some candy, and then I got better." "Fetch that creoline bottle, Silvy," repeated Grand-daddy sternly. "Land o' pity, who is the doctor, anyway?
"Oh, I think the hay loft is nicer than our attic home, after all," laughed Silver Ears. "So it is," agreed Limpy-toes. "Because we are all living together," said Dot. "I think we have nicer things to eat," drawled Buster. "And we love to play with Wink and Wiggle," lisped Tiny. "Yes, my children, it is indeed a Merry Christmas this year," said Grand-daddy.
"What's pipers, Buster?" asked Tiny. "I don't know; prob'ly something good to eat. It was one of Robert's funny songs, twinnie. I can make nicer songs myself," bragged Buster. "All ready for the concert!" shouted Uncle Squeaky. Wink and Buster found their cornets; Limpy-toes brought his flute, Wiggle his fife, Scamper the alto horn, and Nimble-toes his beloved drum.
"We went down the lane," said Silver Ears, "and found lots of sweet wild flowers." "And we met Mr. Hop Toad and his wife out for a stroll," added Limpy-toes. "Yes, and we saw Pete and Dickie Grasshopper, and Madame Butterfly, also." "We had our lunch in a lovely grove of ferns," piped Tiny's shrill little voice. "It was a lovely, cool grove," echoed Teenty, "and we had a nice lunch."
All the older mice ran out with their white aprons full of patchwork squares, thimbles and spools of thread. "Fetch my bottle of creoline and some warm water, Silvy," ordered Dr. Whiskers. "Now, Zenas, when Tiny's tail was cut, Limpy-toes cured it with water. I don't recollect whether it was hot or cold water, but I'm positive it was just plain water," said Granny.
Uncle Squeaky passed Mother Graymouse another checkermint for the baby and went on with his story: "The oldest son was much like his Daddy, very wise and clever at making things. He was somewhat lame as he had lost the toes of one foot in a trap when he was a small mouse, too small to be wise." "Limpy-toes!" they cried in a chorus.
"Now if any creature is sick, Dr. Whiskers will be there in a jiffy. Ah! What is the trouble, Limpy-toes?" The automobile had come to a sudden stop at the edge of Mr. Giant's orchard. "It has stopped," explained Limpy-toes. "So I see," chuckled Grand-daddy. "I'll crank it up." So Limpy-toes pushed in the key and wound, and wound, and wound. Then they started on again.
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