out hopping, he used often to stop
in a store and buy them peanuts or candy.

Well, pretty soon, not so very long, in a little while, Papa No-Tail and
the two boys got to the edge of the pond, and into the water they hopped
to have a swim. My! I just wish you could have seen them. Papa No-Tail
swam in ever so many different ways, and Bully and Bawly did as well as
they could. And, would you believe me? just as Bully was getting out of
the water, up on the bank, ready to go hopping off with Bawly and his
papa through the woods, a big fish nearly grabbed the little frog boy by
his left hind leg.

"Oh my!" he cried, and his papa hopped over quickly to where Bully was,
and threw a stick at the bad fish to scare him away.

"Ha! hum!" exclaimed Mr. No-Tail, "that was nearly an adventure, Bully,
but I don't like that kind. Come on into the woods, boys, and we'll see
what else we can find."

So into the woods they went, where there were tall trees, and little
trees, and bushes, and old stumps where owls lived. And the green leaves
were just coming out nicely on the branches, and there were a few early
May flowers peeping up from under the leaves and moss, just as baby
peeps up at you, out from under the bedclothes in the morning when the
sun awakens her.

"Oh, isn't it just lovely here in the woods!" cried Bully.

"It is certainly very fine," agreed Bawly, and he looked up in the
treetops, where Johnnie and Billie Bushytail, the squirrels, were
frisking about, and then down on the ground, where Sammie and Susie
Littletail, the rabbits, were sitting beside an old stump, in which
there were no bad owls to scare them.

"Now I think we'll sit down here and eat our lunch," said Papa No-Tail
after a while, as they came to a nice little open place in the woods,
where there was a large flat stump, which they could use as a table. So
they opened the baskets of lunch that Mamma No-Tail had put up for them,
and they were eating their watercress sandwiches, and talking of what
they would do next, when, all of a sudden, they heard a most startling,
tremendous and extraordinary noise in the bushes.

It was just as if an elephant were tramping along, and at first Papa
No-Tail thought it might be one of those big beasts, or perhaps an
alligator.

"Keep quiet, boys," he whispered, "and perhaps he won't see us." So they
kept very quiet, and hid down behind the stump.

But the noise came nearer and nearer, and it sounded louder and l