Grandaddy Beaver explained, as he took a mouthful of willow bark. "The
moon looks just the same and the sun looks just the same. I had a
twinge of rheumatics in my left shoulder yesterday; and to-day the
pain's in my right. It was exactly that way before the last cyclone."

Brownie Beaver did not doubt that the old gentleman knew what he was
talking about. He remembered that Grandaddy Beaver had warned everyone
there was going to be a freshet. And though people had laughed at the
old chap, the freshet had come.

Sadly worried, Brownie went and called on all his neighbors and asked
them what they were going to do. And to his surprise he found that
they were laughing at Grandaddy once more. They seemed to have
forgotten about the freshet.

But Brownie Beaver could not forget that dreadful night. And now he
tried to think of some way to keep his new house from being blown away
by the great wind, which Grandaddy Beaver said was coming on Tuesday
without fail.




XII

GRANDADDY BEAVER THINKS


It was on a Friday that Brownie Beaver first heard the cyclone was
coming. And after making sure that Grandaddy Beaver knew what he was