said Bunny. "Come on, Eagle Feather. You saved my train from going into
the lake where maybe I couldn't get it up, so we'll help you find your
lost cow."




CHAPTER VII

THE MISSING TRAIN


For a moment Eagle Feather, the Indian, stood looking at the two
children, and yet not so much at them as at their two toys--the
electrical train, and at the Teddy Bear with the queer electric eyes. It
was hard to say of which the Indian was most fond.

"You ought to see my train run on the track!" exclaimed Bunny, as he
shook some drops of water off the cars and engine. "I guess I'll have to
put oil on it now to keep it from getting rusty, as Uncle Tad does when
I leave his tools out all night."

"And you ought to see my doll at night!" added Sue. "Her eyes shine like
anything, and once, after I got to bed, and wanted a drink of water that
was on a chair near my bed, I just lighted Sallie Malinda's eyes, and I
found the drink without calling mother."

"Huh! Heap big medicine--both of um!" grunted the Indian.

Eagle Feather was one of the oldest of the tribe of Onondagas who lived