and then went over to Willie Woodchuck's and
spent the rest of the night."

"My, that was a dreadful experience," said Pinkie Whiskers and he
shuddered.

"Did you ever live in that house again?" inquired Winkle.

"Oh, no, indeed," replied Sammy Woodchuck. "That dog was sure to go back
and he would never rest until he had dug clear through my home. No,
indeed, I could not live there again. I stayed with Willie Woodchuck for
a long time until I felt safe to find another spot to build my home."

Pinkie Whiskers did not chop while Sammy Woodchuck was telling his
story. He just leaned upon his axe and listened. Now he said:

"Never mind, Sammy Woodchuck, you need never be afraid in your home
again. I will chop down this tree and put it across your front door. No
one can dig into your house then."

The tree was so big and Pinkie Whiskers was so little that Sammy
Woodchuck had to smile to himself at the idea of his moving it. However,
he did not let Pinkie Whiskers see him smile, for he did not want to
hurt his feelings. He said:

"You are very kind, my dear friend, and I appreciate your wish to help
me, but my home is too far away for you to drag that big tree to it."

"Poof! poof!" snorted Pinkie Whiskers. "I will show you what I can do."

He chopped away so fast and swung the axe so high and rapidly that it
was just a shiny streak rushing through the air. Suddenly he missed his
aim and the axe came down on his toe instead of the tree.

"Oh, my toe!" he cried. "I've cut my toe."

Poor Pinkie Whiskers! He danced about on one foot in circles, while he
held the other foot in his hand.

Sammy Woodchuck caught hold of him and threw him to the ground. Twinkle
quickly slipped off the shoe which was badly cut and Winkle pulled off
his little white sock.

They all anxiously looked at the toe and to their relief found that it
was only cut a very little. In fact it looked as if it had just been
scratched.

"We must bind it up with something," said Sammy Woodchuck.

"Here is my handkerchief," cried Twinkle.

"Here is mine and it is perfectly clean. Please use it," urged Winkle.

"I will need both handkerchiefs," said Sammy Woodchuck.

So he took both handkerchiefs and wound them very neatly around Pinkie
Whiskers' toe and foot.

Pinkie Whiskers felt himself to be quite a hero. His toe did not hurt
him any more and he liked all of this sympathy and attention.

CHAPTER IV

Pinkie Whiskers liked to be a h