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“Maybe Bully and Bawly are doing it for a joke,” said Nellie. So she and Mrs. No-Tail looked from the window but they could see no one, not even a fairy, and, anyhow, Mrs. No-Tail knew the boys wouldn’t be so impolite as to do such a thing. “It is very strange,” said the frog boys’ mamma. “But we will put the chocolate and cocoanut on once more, and then we’ll watch to see who takes it.”
No-Tail, “that was nearly an adventure, Bully, but I don’t like that kind. Come on into the woods, boys, and we’ll see what else we can find.” So into the woods they went, where there were tall trees, and little trees, and bushes, and old stumps where owls lived.
No-Tail to do at the wallpaper factory, where he dipped his feet in ink and hopped around to make funny black, and red, and green, and purple splotches, so they would turn out to be wallpaper patterns. The reason there was no work was because the Pelican bird drank up all the ink in his big bill, so they couldn’t print any paper.
And when she got there, I mean to the mouse house, she found the mouse lady home all alone, for Jollie and Jillie and Squeaky-Eaky, the little cousin mouse, had gone to a surprise party, given by Nellie Chip-Chip, the sparrow girl. “Oh, I’m so glad to see you,” said Mrs. Longtail. “Come right in, if you please, Mrs. No-Tail. I’ll make you a cup of tea.”
“What have you there, papa?” asked Bawly, as he scratched his nose on a rough stone; “is it ice cream cones for us?” “No,” said Mr. No-Tail, “it is not anything like that; but, anyhow, the weather is almost warm enough for ice cream.” “Is it some new kind of wallpaper that you hopped on to-day after you dipped your feet in red and green ink?” asked Bully.
Well, after the children had sung that they all looked around to see if Sammie or Susie had come in, but they hadn’t, and then the lessons began, and everyone got a perfect mark. Still the rabbit children didn’t come, and after school Bully No-Tail said: “I think I’ll stop at Sammie’s house and see what is the matter.” “I wish you would,” spoke the teacher, “and then you can tell us to-morrow.
“Oh, will no one save me?” cried the poor little goat girl. “Will no one save me from this savage bear?” “No; no one will save you,” answered the shaggy creature, as he cleaned his white teeth with his red tongue for a brush. “I am going to eat you up.” “No, you are not!” cried Papa No-Tail, boldly. “Ha! Who says I am not going to eat her?” asked the bear, surly-like.
No, just like Mother Hubbard’s cupboard, the pantry was bare, though there was a bone in it that was being saved for some time when Peetie and Jackie Bow Wow, the puppie-dog boys, might come on a visit. “Oh, some one will have to go to the store to get something for supper,” said Mrs. No-Tail. “Do you feel able to go, Grandpa Croaker?”
The little daughter-in-law was overjoyed when she heard that the snake-princes were coming to visit her. For ever since the snake-king had pretended to be her uncle, she always thought of little No-tail and little Cut-tail and little Dock-tail as if they had been her own cousins.
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