me on," proposed Lulu, after a bit, "let's go through the woods. Bully,
you show us where you met the queer lady, and maybe we'll see her."

So the four started off, Bully hopping along in front, and pretty soon,
just as they got to the place where the weeping willow tree stands, what
should they hear but a funny noise. It sounded like "Ma-a-a-a-a!" You
know, just like a sheep cries.

"There she is!" exclaimed Bully. "That's just the way she talks. And there
she is! Look! The nice old lady!"

The three Wibblewobble children looked, and what should they see but a big
white goat. She was an old lady goat, and she was walking along with her
basket on her arm, and the things sticking out of her bonnet were her
horns. As soon as she saw the children she called:

"Oh, my dears, can you show me the way to Mrs. Wibblewobble's? I'm afraid
I'm lost!"

"Why, Mrs. Wibblewobble is our mamma," answered Lulu, quickly.

"Oh, my dears! You don't mean it!" cried the goat. "Then you must be my
little nieces and nephew I've heard so much about. But who is this little
green boy? I've seen him before."

"Oh, he's the catcher on our base ball nine," said Jimmie. "He catches the
balls in his mouth. But, who are you, if I may be so bold as to ask?"

"I'm your Aunt Lettie," replied the goat. "I've come to pay you a long
visit. Oh, I'm so glad I found you, for I feared I would never get to your
house! See, I have brought you some apple turnovers, and some gooseberry
tarts. Now let's hurry home, but first kiss me."

So Aunt Lettie kissed them all, even Bully, the frog, and then she and the
Wibblewobble children went to the ducks' pen, where she stayed several
days.

And quite a number of things happened, too. In fact, one took place the
very next day, as you shall hear to-morrow night, when I am going to tell
you about Lulu and the pussy willows, provided a doggie with a yellow nose
and pink ears doesn't scare me.

STORY XIV

LULU AND THE PUSSY WILLOWS

"What shall we do now?" asked Lulu the next morning after Aunt Lettie
came, and the duck children had gone out to play, leaving their mamma and
the old lady goat to do the dishes.

"Let's go see the fairy prince," suggested Alice.

"Oh, you're always thinking of that fairy prince," objected Jimmie. "I say
let's go for a walk."

"All right," agreed Lulu. "I know where there are some nice pussy willows.
We'll get some to take to our school teacher next Monday."

So they s