and Bunny waited they heard, off in the distance, the
lowing of a cow.

"Hark!" cried Bunny.

"That my cow," said Eagle Feather. "I tell you boy and gal medicine heap
good--find cow soon. Over this way! Soon hab cow now!"

He hurried on ahead so fast that Bunny and Sue could hardly keep up with
him, but they managed to do so and, a little later, they saw, in a
little glade among the trees, a cow with a broken rope trailing from her
neck. She had two twisted, or crumpled, horns.

"Oh, that's the cow that was in our tent!" cried Sue. "I'd know her
anywhere."

"She my cow--give good milk for little papoose. What for you run away?"
he asked, going up to the cow, rubbing her neck and pretending to talk
into her ear.

The cow mooed softly and appeared glad to see Eagle Feather.

"Well, now you've got your cow back you can come to our camp, get the
soup and go to your cabin," said Bunny. "I'm glad you found her."

"Boy and girl, with heap good medicine find," said Eagle Feather. "Much
thankful to you. Some day make bow and arrows for boy, and moccasins for
feet of little girl with bear that makes fire eyes at night. Indian
glad!"

"Oh, we were only too glad to help you," said Bunny. "Now we must be
going back to camp."

"Me come--cow come too," said Eagle Feather, and he led the cow by the
broken rope. They were soon back at the tents, telling Mrs. Brown how
they had found the lost cow. Eagle Feather spoke much about the toy
train and the Teddy bear "medicine," but Mrs. Brown laughed.

"This is better medicine than all the toys in the world," she said, as
she gave Eagle Feather a big pail of soup. "Take it home to your wife
and children."

"Me will--all much 'bliged," and Eagle Feather bowed. Then with a
farewell nod to the children the red man went off into the big woods
leading his lost cow, who seemed glad to be on her way home again.

Mr. Brown came home that night to stay two or three days, for Bunker
Blue could take care of the fish and boat business, and when Bunny's
father heard what had happened when Bunny put the toy track too near the
edge of the hill, the little boy was told not to do it again, and
promised not to.

"Eagle Feather was very good to you, and you must be kind to him and to
all the Indians," said Mr. Brown. "So the wetting didn't seem to hurt
your toy engine, Bunny?"

"No, Daddy. I shook off all the water."

"Well, we'd better oil it and let it stand all night to take off the
rus