rested on the window sill]

and then on the other and twisted and squirmed until
the girls giggled.

"Come, Simon," urged the master, "we are waiting."
It happened that Little Bear felt so sorry for Simon
that he forgot all about himself, and leaned forward
until his paws rested on the window sill. No one noticed
him then, because bushes clustered close round that
window and he had made no sound.

"Simon," the master commanded at last, "read the
lesson!"

"I-see," began Simon, "I-see-a-" Then he
looked up, but instead of saying "cat," as the primer
said, Simon, with eyes as large and round as saucers,
dropped his book and cried, "Bear! I see a bear!"

Sure enough, he did. So did all the children. So
did the master, because Little Bear was right up in
the window, trying to tell Simon the word "cat"!

Down the hill ran Little Bear as fast as he could go,
and scrambled on board the raft. Father Bear and
Mother Bear used their poles and quickly pushed the
raft into the middle of the stream, and away went
all three of them, laughing. But Little Bear did not
wish to visit school again that day-or that summer.