"Oh, dear!" cried Bully. "Jimmie is held fast down there by the stone on
his neck, and can't get up."

"Can't you bite the stone loose?" asked Alice. Then Bully tried, but he
couldn't, and Lulu and Alice tried, but they couldn't. And there wasn't
any one else around to help, and it began to look pretty bad for poor
Jimmie.

And then, just as he surely thought he would never see his papa, and
mamma, and sisters, and Aunt Lettie again, who should come walking along
the bottom of the pond but the mud turtle fairy prince. He saw right away
what the matter was, and it didn't take him a second, with his sharp jaws,
to bite through the grass that held, the stone around Jimmie's neck, and
up popped the little boy duck!

His life had been saved just in time, let me tell you! And oh, how
thankful Alice and Lulu were, to say nothing of Jimmie; and how they
thanked the fairy prince.

"Maybe you will believe that I am a fairy now," said the mud turtle to
Jimmie, and Jimmie said he would. He also said he would never stand on his
head again, with a stone tied around his neck, and I'm glad to say he
never did. Now, in case I should see a sky-blue-pink-green rose in blossom
to-morrow I'll tell you a story about Lulu, and how Aunt Lettie did her a
great favor.