r, children!"

"We're coming, Momsie!" shouted Bunny.

"And we're bringing a squirrel to supper too!" added Sue, who always
liked to be counted in on everything.

"A squirrel!" exclaimed Uncle Tad when he saw the gray creature that
had fallen out of the tree. "Where did you get it?"

The children told what had happened, and Uncle Tad looked at the
squirrel's leg.

"Can you fix it, or make him a new wooden leg?" asked Sue.

Uncle Tad looked the squirrel over carefully. The woodland animal did
not seem to mind being handled. It seemed to know it was in the hands of
friends, and safe from the barking dogs. And though wild squirrels
quickly bite one who manages to catch them alive in the woods, this one
did not offer to nip the hands of the children or of Uncle Tad.

"Yes," said Uncle Tad after a bit, "I think I can mend this squirrel's
leg. It doesn't seem to be broken, only strained and bruised. I guess
Dix didn't bite it very hard. I'll make some splints, or little sticks,
to put on, so the squirrel can't move his leg, and I'll bandage it. Then
it will get well quicker."

A little box, filled with straw and soft rags, was made as a home for
the squirrel after Uncle Tad had bound up its leg. Then Bunny and Sue
finally went to supper, after having been called several times. And even
then they could not leave the little squirrel, but ran back every now
and then to look at it, as it curled up on the soft bed. Over the box
was put a wire cover so the squirrel could not get out and so Dix or
Splash could not get at it.

"What are we going to give the squirrel to eat?" asked Bunny, when he
had finished his supper. "He's got to have something to eat."

"And he's got to have a name," added Sue. "We can't call him just
'squirrel' for we may get another."

"Call him Fluffy," suggested Mother Brown. "His tail is so soft and
fluffs out so beautifully."

"Fluffy is a good name," decided Bunny, and Sue said the same thing.

"But what about giving him something to eat?" asked Bunny.

"Bread soaked in milk will do for to-night," said Uncle Tad. "Afterward
we'll try to find him some nuts, though it's a little early. Still he'll
eat seeds and grain."

Bunny and Sue took a last look at Fluffy, the squirrel, before they went
to their bunks that night. Dix and Splash were called in and shown the
squirrel in his little nest. Then Mr. Brown told both dogs sharply and
solemnly that they must not bother the gray, woodland creatu