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That is the reason, Silvy, why you must never eat Ruth Giant's cake until I have seen it. "Your poor Daddy ate a cracker one day, which was spread with salmon and rat poison. It was the cause of his untimely death. 'Water, water, water! he moaned. Oh, I shall never forget how he suffered! I helped him down to the pond and found a hole in the ice where he could get water.
Then Nimble, when he saw her, ran down the tree, and came to her and rubbed his nose against her, and licked her soft fur, and told her who he was, and how sorry he was for having left her in so cowardly a manner, to be beaten by the red squirrel. The good little Silvy told Nimble not to fret about what was past, and then she asked him for her sister Velvet-paw.
But I think you must have tired yourself with reading so long to me." "Indeed, nurse, I must read a little more, for I want you to hear how Silvy and Nimble amused themselves in the hemlock-tree." Then Lady Mary continued reading as follows: Silvy was greatly pleased with her new home, which was as soft and as warm as clean dry moss, hay, and fibres of roots could make it.
The summer passed away very happily; but towards the close of the warm season the squirrels, Nimble and Silvy, resolved to make a journey to the rocky island on Stony Lake, to see the old squirrels, their father and mother.
In the midst of their frolics, Nimble skipped into a hollow log but was glad to run out again; for a porcupine covered with sharp spines was there, and was so angry at being disturbed, that he stuck one of his spines into poor Nimble-foot's soft velvet nose, and there it would have remained if Silvy had not seized it with her teeth and pulled it out.
"You're sweet, Silvy," chimed in Teenty. Silver Ears made them a charming bow. "I thank you, twinnies! I'll bring you both something nice from the play-room some day. Now hurry! Mammy will soon return and you haven't even laid the table-cloth. Run and get the spoons from the cupboard, Buster, or I'll tell Mammy to put you to bed without any supper. Oh, that baby!
I thought she had forgotten me, or concluded not to unlock anything with her key, when she turned slowly and looked at me, and seemed to gather up the lost train of her ideas in my face. "Silvy watched the fishermen at Emily's," she went on. "They said, 'Poor Silvy! 'See you again next time, Silvy! They are very p'lite, thank you, and they laugh once. 'Ha! ha! But David Rollin, he laughs twice.
Silvy nodded her head several times as though we understood, we two, and she was delighted to have discovered the fact. Then her eyes wandered again to the fire, and she resumed her happy, smiling conversation with herself.
Probably a good deal of this hand-and-knee work fell upon the unfortunate Silvy, as well as the polishing of the pewter plates, the brass fenders, andirons, tongs, shovels, door-knobs, knockers, and the various brazen ornaments which bedecked the heavy sideboards and tall secretaries.
"Shall I help you bring it home?" he offered. "Oh, please do. And Silvy, too, for it's a real giant bag of candy," explained Tiny, excitedly. So they all four marched into the play-room and tugged and tugged until they had pulled the candy bag close to the biggest hole. But oh dear me! Even the biggest hole was ever so much too small. Silver Ears sat down and scratched her head thoughtfully.
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