“Now,” thought Fluffy-tail, “I shall not stop again, no matter what
happens--I’ll just hustle along and not stop until I reach Squire
Squirrel’s house. Why, it must be time for the party now!” she thought,
as she looked at her tiny little wrist watch. While looking at her
watch she heard a fluttering and rustling in the leaves along the
roadside. “I’ll not stop,” she thought, “I’ll just pretend I don’t
hear anything.” She had only gone a few steps though when she had to
turn back to see what was wrong. She was such a tender-hearted little
creature, she could not go to a place where she knew she was to have
a good time and feel that she might by any chance have passed by some
suffering little person.
“What is it?” she asked rather impatiently, as she glanced to where the
noise seemed to come from. “You needn’t be so cross about it!” said a
little Bat that was lying alongside the path. “Won’t you please pick me
up and hang me on that old tree? I guess I must have fallen asleep and
loosed my hold on the bark. No! No! Not that way!” he said, as Fluffy
was trying to place him on the branch. “Hang me upside down. That’s the
way I sleep.”
“Very well,” said Fluffy, “There you are, upside down. Now I hope
everything is all right.” “Yes, thank you,” said Mr. Bat, “I can go
to sleep again now, and I’ll try to be more careful. Before you go,
though,” he went on, “I wish you would give me your name and address.
I’ll put it in my vest pocket and maybe some day I’ll be able to be of
some use to you for your kindness in helping me out today.” Fluffy told
him in as few words as possible, her name, where she lived, and where
she was going; then bidding him goodbye, she picked up her packages and
hurried along faster than ever.