and away the mousie scampered to where he saw Bawly hiding.

Then Bawly kindly loosened the knots in the mousie’s tail, picked up the
ball, and away they both scampered back to the game, and told their
friends what had happened. And maybe Jollie wasn’t thankful to Bawly!
Well, I just guess he was! And that boy was so kerslastrated, about not
being able to find out who blew the beans at him, that he stood right up
on his head and wiggled his feet in the air, and then ran into the
house.

Now, if it should happen that our pussy cat doesn’t go roller skating
and fall down and hurt its little nose so he can’t lap up his milk, I’ll
tell you next about Bully and the water bottle.




STORY XI

BULLY AND THE WATER BOTTLE


Well, just as I expected, my little cat did go roller skating, and
skated over a banana skin, and fell down and rubbed some of the fur off
his ear. But anyhow I’ll tell you a story just the same, and it’s going
to be about what happened to Bully No-Tail, the frog, when he had a
water bottle.

Do you know what a water bottle is? Now don’t be too sure. You might
think it was a bottle made out of water, but instead it’s a bottle that