ie and Peggs, their wonderful visit to the Moon, and how they came
down in the field and were picked up by little Antje.

"Hush!" said Kernel Cob, "I hear the chirping of a Cricket," for his
ears were quicker to hear than either Sweetclover's or the Cricket's.
And sure enough you could now hear the chirping....

"Crick-a-crick-a-crick," and the Cricket pricked up his ears and held
up a foot to warn them to keep silence.

"I'm sorry to tell you," he said as the chirping stopped, "that they
are not here."

"Too bad," said Sweetclover, and the dew began to come into her eyes.

"Come," chirped the Cricket. "We must be quick, for if little Antje
wakes up, you'll not get away so easily again," and they followed him
as he hopped toward the window, upon which he leaped and was soon
outside.

Kernel Cob climbed upon a chair, lifted Sweetclover in his arms and
was soon outside, following quickly on the heels of the nimble Cricket
who led them down to the waterside, where they found an old wooden
shoe.

Into this Kernel Cob lifted Sweetclover and, after he had put up a
stick to serve as a mast and had fastened a piece of cloth to it for a
sail, he shook hands with the Cricket and climbed in. The cricket gave
the shoe a push off with one of his feet and they were afloat on the
sea.

"Good-bye and good luck," chirped the Cricket.

"Good-bye and many thanks," shouted Kernel Cob and Sweetclover, and
soon they were far off for the wind was blowing very strong.

Presently they were out of sight of the shore and the Cricket turned
upon his heel and hopped away.

CRICKETS

The Cricket is the kind of chap
For whom I never cared a rap!
I always thought he hopped about
The fields, because he had the gout
And lost his crutches in the crops,
And that's the reason why he hops.
But now I'll have to change my mind
Because I see he's very kind,
For he who is a friend in need
Is quite the best of friends indeed.

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CHAPTER V

And Kernel Cob and Sweetclover sailed and sailed for many days and
nights.

"I wonder where we are and if we shall ever be on land again," sighed
poor little Sweetclover.

"Of course we will," answered Kernel Cob although he, too, was
doubtful, but being a soldier he had to keep his courage up and to
cheer Sweetclover. So he pretended that they were perfectly s