d there was
enough for all. The children ate the lunch and had a good time, sitting
around the stump-table. Then Flossie said:

"I'm thirsty! I want a drink!"

"Hum. Well, I'm afraid my mother didn't put any drinking water in the
box," said George, looking carefully.

"Well, I can drink milk," Flossie said.

"There's no milk, either," answered George, while the others laughed.

"There's a spring of water over there," said Charley Mason, pointing off
through the trees. "We could get some water if we had a cup."

"I can make a cup out of paper," Bert said. "We learned how in school
the other day."

With some of the waxed paper which was in the lunch box Bert made a
pretty good cup. Then when the thin skim of ice on top of the spring was
broken, water could be dipped up, and every one had a nice drink.
Flossie had two cupfuls, she was so thirsty.

They played tag and some other games under the trees after the lunch,
and then, having gathered a few more nuts, they started back through the
woods toward Lakeport.

As Flossie came near the little hollow in the ground where she had found
the pile of nuts she cried out:

"Oh, look at the little squirrel! He's trying to find the nuts I took.
Oh, I'm so sorry I took them."

"That isn't a squirrel, it's a chipmunk," said Bert. "You can tell it's
a chipmunk by the stripes down its back. It does seem to be looking for
the nuts though; eh, Charley?"

"Well, maybe he is," said George. "Here, I'll toss him a few. But there
are lots more in the woods he can get, so he won't starve."

From his bag George threw a few nuts to the chipmunk. But the little
fellow was not as tame as some squirrels to be seen in the city parks,
for they will perch on your shoulder and eat nuts from your hand. The
chipmunk, however, made a loud, chattering noise, with a sort of
whistle in between and scampered up a tree like a flash of sunshine.

"Oh, he's gone!" cried Flossie, who liked to watch the lively little
chap.

"Yes; he doesn't like company," said Bert.

Shouting and laughing, the Bobbsey twins reached home with their
chestnuts.

"My, you did get a lot!" said their mother, as she looked into the
opened bags. "I never thought you would get so many."

"There are many chestnuts this year," Bert said. "Now we will have some
fun roasting and boiling them to-night."

They gathered about the fire after supper, and laid the chestnuts they
wanted to roast on top of the stove. Nan and Fl