Part 16 (1/2)

He tried to see where he was, but, my goodness sakes alive! he might as well have tried to look through the blackboard at school, for all he could see was just nothing.

”I--I guess I must have fallen all the way through to China!” whispered Buddy, as he lay there in the darkness, and then he happened to remember that if he was in China he would see some little Chinese boys and girls, and he could not see any, so he knew he wasn't in China.

”Oh, dear!” cried Buddy again. ”Where am I, anyhow?”

Then, all of a sudden, out of the darkness, there sounded a voice, and when Buddy heard it he trembled.

”Who are you?” cried the voice, ”and what are you doing in here?”

”If you please,” answered the little guinea pig boy, ”I am Buddy, and I fell down this hole. Whose is it?”

”It belongs to us,” said two voices at once. ”We are groundhogs, and you must get right out of here!”

”Groundhogs!” exclaimed Buddy, and then he remembered the two who had teeter-tautered Brighteyes up and down on the plank bridge, and wet her dress, and he was frightened for fear they would harm him.

”Oh, please, Mr. Groundhogs!” went on Buddy, ”I didn't mean to come here! I fell in when I was looking for something to eat. Please help me out, and I'll never come again. I was looking for something to take home to Brighteyes, my sister.”

”What! Is Brighteyes Pigg your sister?” cried the two groundhogs, rustling around in the dark hole, and when Buddy said she was, they said they were very sorry for having frightened her on the plank. They were only playing a joke, they said, and they promised never to bother her again.

”And besides,” went on the larger groundhog, ”we'll give you something to eat, and help you out of this hole.”

So they went and got their lantern, which was a bottle filled with fireflies, and they showed Buddy where there was another hole leading up out of their underground house, and he crawled out, after they had given him some clover preserved in mola.s.ses candy, and they promised to come and play with him and Brighteyes some day.

Then Buddy was happy again, and almost glad he had fallen down the big hole, because he had something good to take home to eat.

Now, in case I have cherry pie for supper and the juice doesn't get on my red necktie and turn it green, I'll tell you soon about a trick the groundhogs played.

STORY XXII

A TRICK THE GROUNDHOGS PLAYED

One day, oh, I guess it must have been about a week after Buddy Pigg fell down the groundhogs' hole, he and Brighteyes were out walking in the woods. They had been over to pay a visit to Jackie and Peetie Bow Wow, the two puppy dogs, you know, and were on their way back.

As they walked along, they both heard a queer little rustling sound in the bushes, but at first they didn't pay any attention to it, but they kept on, talking about what a nice time they had had, when, all of a sudden, the noise sounded more plainly. It was just as if some big animal had taken hold of the bushes in his teeth, and had shaken them--shaken the bushes, I mean, of course, for he couldn't shake his teeth unless they were false, and animals don't have false teeth, thank goodness.

”My land sakes! What's that?” exclaimed Brighteyes.

”Maybe it's a bad fox,” said Buddy, and he looked around for a stick or a stone with which to defend his sister, for Buddy was brave, let me tell you.

Then the noise seemed to sort of go away, just like when the teacher rubs the figures and sentences off the blackboard in school, and Buddy and Brighteyes weren't so frightened. So they kept on, and just as they were coming to the path that led to their pen, what did they hear but the rustling noise in the bushes again. This time they were very much frightened, and Buddy picked up a stick, almost as large as himself.

Then Brighteyes said:

”Oh, Buddy, I'm afraid to go home that way. Let's take the other path.”

”But that is so much longer,” objected her brother.

”No matter,” answered the little guinea pig girl, ”it is better to take a longer path, than to go on a short one and be eaten up by a fox or a wolf,” and I suppose Brighteyes was right. Anyhow they took the other path, and as they went along it, they heard a noise in the bushes as if some one was laughing, only they didn't see how a fox could laugh. So they hurried on.