used to it," Sandy Chipmunk answered
lightly.

"I shall never get used to the wind, I'm afraid," Daddy told him sadly.
"It blows me about so terribly." And he went on to explain how he had
started on a long journey the day before, and how he didn't dare go
on--nor turn around and go home, either.

"Well, well!" Sandy Chipmunk exclaimed. "You seem to be in a fix. But
why don't you _ride_ home?"

"Ride?" Daddy Longlegs shrilled. "On what, I should like to know?"

"On Farmer Green's wagon!" Sandy told him promptly. "I happen to know
that Johnnie Green and his grandmother drove to the miller's this
morning to have a sack of wheat ground into flour. And they'll be coming
back home this afternoon."

XIII

A DANGEROUS BUSINESS

SANDY CHIPMUNK did not tell Daddy Longlegs how he had been tied up in
the sack of wheat and had had a ride in the wagon himself. He did not
like riding in wagons. And he had been so glad to escape from the sack
and jump into the bushes by the roadside that he had stopped to dance on
Daddy's tree before scampering back home.

His suggestion took Daddy Longlegs by surprise. At first he felt a bit
timid about riding in a wagon. But Sandy Chipmunk assured him it was not
half as bad as it was said to be.

"Is it far to the road?" Daddy asked him.

"Not if you hurry," Sandy told him. "If you start now you surely ought
to be able to reach the road by the time old Ebenezer passes this
field."

"Ebenezer! Who's he?" Daddy inquired.

"Oh! He's the horse that draws the wagon you're going to ride in," Sandy
Chipmunk explained.

Daddy Longlegs thought deeply for a few minutes--or as deeply as anybody
could who had so small a head as he. And then he said:

"I'll try your plan, for I want to go home. But it's very dangerous for
me to do so much walking on such a windy day as this."

"Come on!" cried Sandy. "I'll show you the way to the road." And having
started Daddy in the right direction, he hastened off to the road
himself, to wait for the wagon.

Sandy waited by the roadside for a long, long time. And while he was
lingering there, Daddy Longlegs was battling with the wind and having
hard work to keep his feet. But by hurrying along fences, and dodging
behind bowlders and bushes and every other sort of shelter that he could
find, Daddy managed to reach the roadside at last, where he arrived
quite out of breath.

"Hurrah!" Sandy Chipmunk shouted, as soon as Daddy joined him. "Here you