"You take a basket and fetch home some strawberries, right now, Buster
Graymouse, and I'll bake a strawberry short cake for supper that'll melt
in your mouth," promised Aunt Squeaky.

"Take Tiny and Teenty along and show them how to dig dandelions. We will
have a mess of greens for dinner tomorrow," planned Mother Graymouse.
"Such treats as we have in the country! I am afraid I shall not wish to go
back to our attic very soon, Grand-daddy."

"I am not rushing in that direction, myself, Betsey," chuckled
Grand-daddy. "Guess we will stay to supper, Granny, and have some of
Belindy's short cake. Dot was invited to tea with Mrs. Rabbit, so there's
nobody home at our house."

"Of course you must stay," invited Aunt Squeaky. "Buster will fetch plenty
of berries."

They had a jolly tea-party with a delicious strawberry cake for dessert to
celebrate the first time that Wink and Wiggle had come to the table since
the automobile accident.

The next day, Hopsy and Webbie came to go nutting. They carried bags for
the chestnuts. Buster took a basket also, for barberries.

They had good fun picking the brown nuts from the soft, silky linings of
the burrs.

"The burrs are prickly and the barberry bushes are prickly," said Hopsy.

"Perhaps they are trying to say 'Touch me not!' But we will pick them just