stone, for it was wrapped in a white paper.

"Well, I'm glad he didn't hit the little bunny, anyhow," said Jan.
"Where is it?" and she looked for the rabbit.

But the timid woodland creature had hopped away, probably to go to its
burrow and tell a wonderful story, in rabbit language, about having
seen some giants in a big wagon drawn by an elephant--for to a rabbit
a goat must seem as large as a circus animal.

"I guess Trouble can't hit much that he throws at," observed Ted, as
he started Nicknack once more toward Cherry Farm.

"He threw a hair brush at me once and hit me," declared Jan.

"Yes, I remember," said Teddy. "Here, Trouble, if you want to throw
things throw these," and he stopped to pick up some old acorns which
he gave his little brother. "You can't hurt anyone with them."

Trouble was delighted with his new playthings, and kept quiet the rest
of the way home tossing the acorns out of the goat-wagon at the trees
he passed.

Grandma Martin said it did not matter about the broken box of soda, as
there was enough left for her need; so Ted and Jan, did not have to go
back to the store.

"But I'd like to ask that farmer more about the tramps on Star
Island," said Ted to his grandfather, when telling what the man had
said at the grocery.