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Early the next morning, he meant to make a trial trip and take Dr. Grand-daddy to the Lake. "Please let me ride with you and Grand-daddy, Limpy-toes?" begged Buster. "Better not, Buster Boy," grinned Uncle Squeaky. "There's a whole load of goodies on our cart. Mammy and Aunt Belindy baked lots of good stuff to eat." "Mammy will give me some cakes in my pocket. I want to ride in the automobile.
"We will ask them to help us choose a tree and bring it home. There is lovely moon-light, out of doors." Mother Graymouse and Aunt Squeaky said they might go to the woods if they would be very careful. So they dressed warmly and started out. They met Limpy-toes and Scamper dragging home the shopping bag filled with delicious cream cheese from the store. They readily agreed to help find a tree.
Granny Whiskers had helped Grand-daddy make a stout bag and packed it with his precious medicines. Near their furniture cart stood the wonderful automobile which Limpy-toes had invented and built in the long winter evenings. He had taken the wheels and springs from an old clock in the attic. The whole family was quite proud of Limpy-toes' automobile.
Can't you jiggle the cradle, Limpy-toes, while you finish digging out the dish?" Mother Graymouse looked very sober when she came home. She took a cracker and some stale cake crumbs from her pocket. "This is all I could get to-night, my dears," she explained sadly. "That wicked Thomas Cat is prowling about and I had to be careful.
Perhaps I may meet him." Mother Graymouse went home somewhat comforted and laden with a pocketful of good things which Granny sent the children from the pantry shelves. Grand-daddy Whiskers and Uncle Squeaky searched all that evening, flashing their lanterns into every dark corner, but at midnight they had to tell Mother Graymouse that no trace of Limpy-toes was to be found.
"Are you sure he came all the way home from Uncle Squeaky's with you, Silvy?" "Quite sure, Mammy. He brought this bag of crullers which Aunt Squeaky sent to you." Mother Graymouse became very anxious when supper was over and still Limpy-toes did not come. She stole into the play-room and looked in every corner.
Buster, I want you to help the twins set the dishes on the table while I am gone. Don't shirk now. Even if Limpy-toes is so lame, he helps me far more than you do. See the nice dish he is carving out of a walnut shell for me. I shall cook his favorite pudding in it to-morrow as a reward for his patient toil.
"Let's sew first," said Silver Ears, "and then we can have fun all the rest of the day." "All right," agreed Dot. "Pa Squeaky always says, 'Work before play, my dears. I will finish the silk ties I am hemming for Wink and Wiggle." So the pretty cousins sat down cosily together at their tasks. Scamper invited Limpy-toes and Buster to the apple closet where they often played.
After dinner, Nimble-toes invited Limpy-toes, Silver Ears, Buster and the twins to go out and play with him. They went down to the pond, which was dotted with sweet, white lilies, and watched the fish splash in the water. Grandpa Bull Frog hopped over to chat with them. He invited them to a frog concert which was to be held that evening.
"How shall we ever manage to get it home?" she asked. "I know," planned Buster. "Let's eat it right here. That is a nice easy way." "Oh, no," said Silver Ears. "The Giants might come back, or old Tom. Besides, I want Limpy-toes and Squealer and Mammy to share our goodies. We will untie the string and take out the candies.
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