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"Nimble-toes promised to take me for a sail some day," said Limpy-toes. "Oh, let's go again, Mammy," lisped Tiny. "Let's go," echoed Teenty. Baby Squealer was sound asleep in the candy bag which hung over Mother Graymouse's shoulder, so he did not even say "Boo-hoo!" "Well, well, dearies, we did have a delightful visit," replied Mother Graymouse. "Perhaps some day we will go again."
"I wish we had engines and hose-reels like the Giant fire-men used when the barn was on fire," sighed Silver Ears. Uncle Squeaky ran here, there, and everywhere; filling pails, pouring water, beating burning bushes with Mother Graymouse's best broom, and shouting excited orders to the crowd of scared woodland folk. The fire crept nearer to Wild Rose Cottage. "It will be a shame if Dr.
Glad to see you, my dears." Aunt Squeaky asked about Mother Graymouse's health and wanted to know all about Baby Squealer and the twins. Then she hurried away to change her best gown for a house dress and put away all the bundles. Uncle Squeaky took down his fiddle and began to play a jig. "Now, Buster Boy, sing us a song?" he coaxed. Buster loved to sing; so he made no excuses.
"Hello, what's this?" he cried. "Limpy-toes Graymouse's automobile, sure as I'm a Bunny! Hi, there, Limpy, are you underneath?" "Ah, please help us, Mr. Rabbit," came a faint cry from under the wrecked automobile. "It is Wink and Wiggle. Fetch Grand-daddy and Pa Squeaky. Go quick!" Jack Rabbit threw down his bag of carrots and leaped across the fields as though a hound dog was on his track.
Shall we begin Pa Field-Mouse's bungalow bright and early tomorrow?" Sir Spider, Squire Cricket, Mr. Hop Toad, Jack Rabbit, and Daddy Grasshopper nodded approvingly. "We will all help," they promised. Debby Field-Mouse looked sadly at the blackened ruins of her old home; then taking Mother Graymouse's arm, she led little Wee to Uncle Squeaky's home.
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