"A little acorn," answered the chipmunk.
"I don't want any more nuts," said the beaver, disgustedly. "I'm not
particularly fond of nuts, anyway. I only took this one from the
squirrel because I knew he didn't have anything else."
"Here are two pennies, Mr. Beaver--one for Chipmunk and one for me,"
said Puss, Junior.
"All right, Sir Cat," said the beaver, "walk across, but see that you do
not slip, for the water is very deep on the upper side."
Puss carefully wended his way over, followed by the little squirrel and
the chipmunk. The old frog swam over, as did the muskrat. When they all
reached the other side, Puss went forward, followed by his small
comrades, who stretched out behind him like a funny little army.
They hadn't gone very far, when a rabbit jumped out from behind a bush.
Puss, Junior, called out, "Don't be frightened. We won't hurt you."
"Baby!" cried the squirrel, "you're bigger than I am, but you're twice
as much afraid."
"I'm going to a wedding," said the rabbit. "I've no time to wait!" and
away he went.
"Gracious me!" exclaimed the squirrel. "I had forgotten all about Cock
Robin's wedding! I must be going."
"And so must I," cried the chipmunk and the beaver, but what the old
bullfrog said I will tell you in the next story.