Squinty felt very happy then.




CHAPTER XI


SQUINTY AND THE MERRY MONKEY

"Where do you live, Squinty?" asked Slicko, the jumping squirrel, as she
skipped from one tree branch to another, and so reached the ground near
the comical little pig.

"Oh, I live in a pen," answered Squinty, "but I'm not there now."

"No, I see you are not," spoke Slicko, with a laugh, which showed her
sharp, white teeth. "But what are you doing so far away from your pen?
Or, perhaps it is close by, though I never saw you in these woods
before," she went on, looking around as if she might see the pig pen
under one of the trees.

"No, I have never been here before," Squinty answered. "My pen is far
from here. My master is a boy who taught me to do tricks, such as
jumping rope, but I ran away and had a balloon ride."

"What's a balloon?" asked Slicko, as she combed out her tail with a
chestnut burr. Squirrels always use chestnut burrs for combs.