[Illustration: Fetch that creoline bottle, Silvy, repeated Grand-daddy
sternly.]

"Now, Zenas, when Tiny's tail was cut, Limpy-toes cured it with water. I
don't recollect whether it was hot or cold water, but I'm positive it was
just plain water," said Granny.

"Limpy-toes used cold water," said Aunt Squeaky.

"No, it was hot water, Ma," contradicted Dot.

"First he freezed me with cold water; then he boiled me in hot water,"
said Tiny. "I guess I can remember. Mammy put on cobwebs, Wink gave me
some candy, and then I got better."

"Fetch that creoline bottle, Silvy," repeated Grand-daddy sternly. "Land
o' pity, who is the doctor, anyway?

"This creoline is worth its weight in gold," went on Dr. Grand-daddy, as
he soaked the poor stubby tail. "I got it from Mr. Giant's medicine
closet. It takes all the soreness out."

"Better leave a little soreness in, Grand-daddy," said Mother Graymouse.
"I am ashamed of you, Teenty Graymouse. Your foolish pride has spoiled the
nice party which your little neighbors were enjoying. You might have bled
to death. You deserve to be shut in a dark closet or put to bed without
any supper."

"Oh, Mammy, Tiny and I have truly twin tails now, like Bunny and Bobsey