f pointing his toes out
when he walks, he turns them in. At least most Indians do, though there
may be some who do not. So if you are looking for Indians' tracks,
Bunny, look for the kind that turns in."

"I will," the little boy agreed. "I didn't know you knew so much about
Indians, Sue."

"Our teacher used to live out West among the Indians, and she taught
them," explained Sue. "She tells us lots of Indian stories."

"Goodness! I wish I could be in your class!" cried Bunny. "Even though
I am a grade ahead of you," he added. "Does she tell about Indian fights
with bows and arrows, and taking prisoners, and all that?"

"No, she tells about tame Indians, not the wild kind," explained Sue.
"The tame ones are just like the ones that live on the preservation
here--the Onondagas. But I like tame Indians, though I hope none of them
has taken my Teddy bear."

"I hope not, either," said her father. "For Eagle Feather and his
Indians are good friends of ours, and I would not like to feel that they
would take anything from our camp. Still we must look everywhere."

"Sue, you said the Indians lived on a 'preservation.' You meant
'reservation,'" corrected Bunny.

"I don't care. They live there, whatever it is," declared the little
girl.

They circled about the tents, but the footprints, as far as they could
tell, were those of white men--none of them toed in.

"Are you going to the Indians' camp?" asked Bunny.

"Yes, I think we'll go there, and also to----"

But just then came the voice of Mrs. Brown calling:

"Breakfast is ready, and if you wait very long the pancakes will be
spoiled! Hurry!"

"Oh, hurray! Pancakes!" cried Sue. "Don't you like them, Bunny?"

"I should say I do! I hope I can have ten."

"Oh, Bunny Brown!" cried Sue, "you never could eat ten pancakes at one
meal!"

"Well, anyhow, I could try," he said. "And I can eat five, I know."

"That's better," said Mr. Brown with a smile. "I can eat a few myself."

They hurried back to breakfast, telling Mrs. Brown they had had no luck
in finding the person who had taken Sue's Teddy bear.

For that the toy with the electric eyes had been taken away and had not
walked off by herself was now believed, even by Bunny, who had at first
insisted that Sallie Malinda had been hungry and had gone off to find
honey.

"Though some mother bear might have come in and taken her to her den,
thinking she was her baby," said Sue. "My Sallie Malinda looked just
like a