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hey thought our toys were 'heap big medicine.' But we went to their village, and no one there knew anything about them." "That's what they said, did they?" "Yes, that's what they said," agreed Bunny. "But they might not have told the truth," went on Mr. Bixby, with a sort of wink at Bunny. "Oh, everybody tells the truth," said the little boy. "Not always," returned Mr. Bixby with a laugh. "But never mind about that now. You have come a long way from your camp." "Oh, that's another thing we forgot to tell you about," said Bunny. "We're lost." "Lost?" cried the ragged man. "Terrible lost," said Sue. "We don't even know which is east, where the sun gets up, you know." "Oh, I can easily show you that," said Mr. Bixby. "And you're not lost any more, for I know where your camp is." "We hoped you would," said Bunny. "That's why we were glad to see you through the bushes. Can you take us home?" "I can and I will," said the ragged man. "I can take you back straight through the wood, or around by my cabin, which will put you on the road along which you went to get your milk that night. Then you'll have an easier walk to Camp Rest-a-While, though a little longer one." "Let's go by the road, though it is longer," said Sue. "I'm tired of walking in the woods." "All right, and I'll carry you part of the way," said Mr. Bixby. "Will you give me a piggy-back?" asked Sue, who was not too old for such things. "A pickaback is just what you shall have," said Mr. Bixby, and Sue soon got up on his back by stepping from a high stone, to the top of which Bunny helped her. "Please go slow," begged the little boy, "'cause we might happen to see Sue's Teddy bear or my train of cars, where the Indians or somebody else dropped it; though I don't believe Eagle Feather would do such a thing." "Oh, I don't think Eagle Feather would take your toys," said Mr. Bixby. "He is quite honest. But some of his tribe are not, I'm sorry to say." So he walked on with Sue on his back and Bunny trudging along beside, and Tramp, the dog, first running on ahead and then coming back barking, as though to say everything was all right. "We'll soon be at my cabin," said the ragged man. "And then you can rest before starting on the road home." "Have you got anything to eat at your house?" asked Sue. Bunny, who was walking along behind her as she rode on Mr. Bixby's back, reached up and pinched one of his sister's little fat
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