urst. He sat very
still for a while and gazed straight at jolly, round, red Mr. Sun
without blinking once. Then he spoke in a very deep voice.

"To-morrow morning at sunrise I will tell you what to do," said he. And
not another word could they get out of him.

CHAPTER IV: Grandfather Frog's Plan

Just as Old Mother West Wind and her Merry Little Breezes came down from
the Purple Hills, and jolly, round, red Mr. Sun threw his nightcap off
and began his daily climb up in the blue sky, Great-Grandfather Frog
climbed up on the Big Rock in the Smiling Pool. Early as he was, all the
little people who live along the Laughing Brook and around the Smiling
Pool were waiting for him. Bobby Coon had found two traps set by Farmer
Brown's boy, and Billy Mink had almost stepped in a third. No one felt
safe any more, yet no one knew what to do. So they all waited for the
advice of Great-Grandfather Frog, who, you know, is accounted very, very
wise.

Grandfather Frog cleared his throat. "Chugarum!" said he. "You must find
all the traps that Farmer Brown's boy has set."

"How are we going to do it?" asked Bobby Coon.

"By looking for them," replied Grandfather Frog tartly.

Bobby Coon looked foolish and slipped out of sight behind his mother.

"All the Coons and all the Minks must search along the banks of the
Laughing Brook, and all the Muskrats and all the Otters must search
along the banks of the Smiling Pool. You must use your eyes and your
noses. When you find things good to eat where you have never found them
before, watch out! When you get the first whiff of the man-smell, watch
out! Billy Mink, you are small and quick, and your eyes are sharp. You
sit here on the Big Rock until you see Farmer Brown's boy coming. Then
go hide in the bulrushes where you can watch him, but where he cannot
see you. Follow him everywhere he goes around the Smiling Pool or along
the Laughing Brook. Without knowing it, he will show you where every
trap is hidden.

"When all the traps have been found, drop a stick or a stone in each.
That will spring them, and then they will be harmless. Then you can
bury them deep in the mud. But don't eat any of the food until you have
sprung all of the traps, for just as likely as not you will get caught.
When all the traps have been sprung, why not bring all the good things
to eat which you find around them to the Big Rock and have a grand
feast?"

"Hurrah for Grandfather Frog! That's a great idea!" s