bite them," said Teddy.

"Oh, would you bite the poor fish?" asked Nora.

For a moment the Curlytops did not know what to answer. Then Teddy
replied:

"Oh, well, it can't hurt 'em to bite 'em after they're cooked, can it?"

"No, I guess not," laughed Nora, "no more than it can hurt a baked
potato. Well, run along and I'll get the fish ready for dinner, or
whatever you call the next meal. I declare, I'm so mixed up with this
camping business that I hardly know breakfast from supper. But run
along, and I'll fry the fish for you, anyhow."

"Let's go and take a walk," proposed Jan, when they had washed their
hands in the tin basin that Mother Martin had set on a bench under a
tree, with a towel and soap near by, for fish did leave such a funny
smell on your hands, the little girl said.

"Where'll we walk to?" asked Teddy.

"Oh, let's go and look. Maybe we can find that cute little bunny we saw
when we were looking for the den where the fox lived but didn't find
him," proposed Jan.

"All right," answered Teddy, and they set off.

They had not gone very far before Teddy stopped near a bush and began to
look about him.

"What's the matter?" asked his sister.

"Why, I saw a bird fly out of here," answered her brother, "and it
seemed just as if it had a broken wing. It couldn't fly--hardly."

"Where is it?" asked Jan eagerly. "Maybe if we take it to mother she can
fix the wing. Once she mended a dog's broken leg, and he could walk
'most as good as ever when he got well, only he limped a little."

"But a dog can't fly," said Teddy.

"I know it," agreed Jan. "But if mother can mend a broken leg, she can
fix a broken wing, can't she?"

"Maybe," admitted her brother. "Oh, there's the bird again, Jan! See how
it flutters along!" and the little boy pointed to one that was dragging
itself along over the ground as though its wings or legs were broken or
hurt.

"Come on!" cried Teddy. "Maybe we can catch the bird, Jan!"

Brother and sister started after the little feathered songster, which
was making a queer, chirping noise. Then Jan suddenly called:

"Oh, here's another!"

And, surely enough, there was a second bird acting almost as was the
first--fluttering along, half hopping and half flying through the grass.

"We'll get 'em both!" yelled Teddy, and he and Jan hurried along. But,
somehow or other, as soon as they came almost to the place where they
could reach out and touch one of the birds, which acted as