Part 7 (1/2)

”Of course I'nantly, ”I am not the kind of a fellow to joke people who are in such trouble as you and Mr Quack see I couldn't help overhearing what you were saying, and the minute you mentioned a lonesome pond, the idea came to me, and I think it's a perfectly splendid idea I know of just the lonesomest kind of a lonesoet to it If you are sht by Reddy Fox or Hooty the Owl or Billy Mink or any of those people who hunt for a living, there isn't any reason I knohy you shouldn't spend the summer there in peace and coerness ”Oh, Jerry, tell us where it is, and we'll start for it right away!” she cried

Jerry's eyes twinkled ”Of course, the owner of that pond ht of that,” said he

”Perhaps he ought to be asked first”

Mrs Quack's face fell ”Who is the owner?” she asked

”My cousin, Paddy the Beaver He hted up again at once ”I'reat hbors of ours in our home in the far Northland I didn't suppose there was a Beaver pond anywhere around here Tell ht up there and call on your cousin”

”All you've got to do is to follow the Laughing Brook way back into the Green Forest, and you'll come to Paddy's pond,” said he

”He o He cahing Brook way back there in the Green Forest and gave us a great scare here in the Sot a very nice pond there now Honker the Goose and his flock spent a night in it on their way south last fall”

Mrs Quack waited to hear no more She shot up into the air and disappeared over the tops of the trees in the Green Forest

”What do you think of my idea?” asked Jerry, as he and Mr Quack watched her out of sight

”I think it is great, just sireat,” replied Mr Quack

XX

HAPPY DAYS FOR MR AND MRS QUACK

Whose heart is true and brave and strong, Who ne'er gives up to grim despair, Will find soht and fair