," said the Indian quickly. "Lil' gal's heab
big medicine doll gone. Where him go?"
"That's just what we don't know," said Mr. Brown. "In the night, when we
were all asleep, some one came and took the bear. Maybe he came to
Indian camp. Not sure, but maybe we can look." Mr. Brown tried to talk
as he thought Eagle Feather would understand. And the Indian seemed to.
"Your lil' gal's bear no here at Eagle Feather's camp," he said with a
shake of his head. "Much big medicine, like baby puff-puff train doll
is, but Indian no take lil' gal's play bear. See, I and you look in
every house."
"Oh, no, that isn't necessary," said Mr. Brown. "If you tell me the bear
isn't here I believe you."
"That right, for I speak truth. But wait--we ask other Indians. Maybe
they think no harm to take bear lil' while for big medicine, and bring
him back. I ask."
Eagle Feather stepped to the door of his house and gave a loud whistle.
In a few minutes there came to him many of the older Indian men. Eagle
Feather spoke to them in their own Indian language. He listened to the
answers.
Then, turning to Mr. Brown and the children, the chief said:
"No have got lil' gal's play bear. Nobody here have got. You look in
all Indian houses and see for yourself."
"No. I'll take your word for it," said Mr. Brown. "I believe the Teddy
bear is not here. It must have been taken by some one else. I will look
farther."
But Eagle Feather insisted on some of the head men's huts being
searched, and this was done. But no doll was found.
"Oh, dear! Where can Sallie Malinda be?" half sobbed Sue.
"Never mind," said her father. "If you can't find your bear, and Bunny's
cars are still gone, in two weeks I'll get you new ones. But I think
they will come back as mysteriously as they went away. Now, we must go
home."
"But I thought you were going to look in the cabin of the hermit," said
Bunny.
"We'll have to do that after dinner," answered Daddy Brown. But when
dinner was half over there came a telegram for Mr. Brown telling him he
was needed back at his business office at once, as something had gone
wrong about the fish catch.
"Well, I'll have to go now," said the children's father; "but I'll help
you look for the Teddy doll and the train of cars when I come back," he
said.
It was a little sad in Camp Rest-a-While when Mr. Brown had gone, but
Mother Brown let the children play store, with real things to eat and to
sell, and they were soon h
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