ght tell Alice and Jimmie about having seen her, but
she decided she had better not.

Now it was about a week after Lulu had taken Grandfather Goosey-Gander the
hot tea and the cold potatoes, that something happened to Jimmie
Wibblewobble.

It was one afternoon when he was on his way home from school, and he was
all alone, for he had been kept in for missing his spelling lesson, and
all the other children had gone on. You see he couldn't spell "vinegar."
Of course that's an easy word, I know, but Jimmie didn't like sour things,
and I suppose that's why he missed vinegar. He put the "x" and a "k" of
the word in the wrong places. Anyway he was kept in, and he had to write
"ketchup" on his paper fifty times.

Well, after he was let out Jimmie started off through the woods and over
the fields. Pretty soon, right after he was passing along a deep, dark,
dingly dell, which is a sort of little valley, with flowers and ferns
growing in it, he heard a bell ring. "Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
went the bell. At first Jimmie thought he was near a church, but just then
the bell rang differently.

This time it went: "Tinkle-tankle! Tinkle-tankle! Tinkle-tank--" just like
that.

"Why!" exclaimed Jimmie. "I wonder what that can be?"

Then he went on a little farther, and he came out of the deep, dark
dingle-dell, and he heard the bell more plainly still. This time it rang
very rapidly, and right after it Jimmie heard a loud voice calling: "Moo!
Moo! Moo! Help me, will you; will you?"

"Why!" cried Jimmie. "That's a cow!"

Then, in another moment he came from behind a big tree, and what should he
see but a big, black cow, standing in a swamp. The cow was shaking her
head and shaking her horns at the same time, and ringing the bell, which
was fastened around her neck by a strap, and she was mooing as hard as she
could moo.

"Why, what's the matter?" asked Jimmie, wobbling up quite close to her.
"What ever is the matter?"

"Lots and lots is the matter," answered the cow. "But aren't you afraid of
me, little boy duck; afraid of me and my sharp horns?"

"Why no," answered Jimmie, after he had thought it over for a minute or
two. "I don't believe I am afraid of you. Why should I be afraid?"

"No reason at all; none in the world," replied the cow. "But since I'm in
trouble so many creatures seem to be afraid of me. I saw a frog hopping
past, and I asked him to help me, but I guess he was afraid I'd step on
him, so he would