ore with me."

"What are you going to get?" asked Bawly, curious like.

"Some kernels of corn for supper," answered Arabella, "and I also have a
penny to spend for myself. I am going to get some watercress candy,
and--"

"Oh, I'll gladly come to the store with you," cried Bawly, real excited
like. "I'll go right along. I don't care very much about playing ball
with the boys. I'd rather go with you."

"I'll give you some of my candy if you come," went on Arabella, who
didn't like to go alone.

"I thought--that is, I hoped you would," spoke Bawly, shyly-like. Well,
the frog boy and the chicken girl went on to the store, and Arabella got
the corn, and also a penny's worth of nice candy flavored with
watercress, which is almost as good as spearmint gum.

The two friends were walking along toward home, each one taking a bite
of candy now and then, and Bawly was carrying the basket of corn. He was
taking a nice bite off the stick of candy that Arabella held out to him,
and he was thinking how kind she was, when, all of a sudden the frog boy
stumbled and fell, and before he knew it the basket of corn slipped from
his paw, and into a pond of water it fell--ker-splash!

"Oh dear!" cried Arabella.

"Oh dear!" also cried Bawly. "Now I have gone and done it; haven't I?"

"But--but I guess you didn't mean to," spoke Arabella, kindly.

"No," replied Bawly, "I certainly did not. But perhaps I can get the
corn up for you. I'll reach down and try."

So he stretched out on the bank of the pond, and reached his front leg
down into the water as far as it would go, but he couldn't touch the
corn, for it was scattered out of the basket, all over the floor, or
bottom, of the pond.

"That will never do!" cried Bawly. "I guess I'll have to dive down for
that corn."

"Dive down!" exclaimed Arabella. "Oh, if you dive down under water
you'll get all wet. Wait, and perhaps the water will all run out of the
pond and we can then get the corn."

"Oh I don't mind the wet," replied the frog boy. "My clothes are made
purposely for that. I'm so sorry I spilled the corn." So into the water
Bawly popped, clothes and all, just as when you fall out of a boat, and
down to the bottom he went. But when he tried to pick up the corn he had
trouble. For the kernels were all wet and slippery and Bawly couldn't
very well hold his paw full of corn, and swim at the same time. So he
had to let go of the corn, and up he popped.

"Oh!" cried Arabella, w