r the new clothes and Father and Mother Squirrel
were as delighted as the children. I wish you could have seen the
Squirrel family all dressed up in their finery. Skiffet fell in love
with a cunning red sweater, and Skud took possession of a tiny pair of
blue overalls.

As for Whiffet she became very vain. She looked into the mirror every
day and powdered her nose regularly. She was very proud of a pale blue
evening dress which she found in the bottom of the little trunk, and
with slippers to match, her bliss was complete.

Two or three days later little Polly went to her doll's trunk to get a
dress that she wanted and was very much surprised to find the trunk
entirely empty. She hunted everywhere but not a single one of the
things could she find. Polly felt very badly at the loss of her doll's
clothes but especially missed the doll's toilet articles as they were
the only ones she had. The mystery was not solved until one day late
in the month of October, when the leaves began to fall. Tom was
looking up in the chestnut tree when he caught a glimpse of the bird
house. "I wonder if any birds did use it" thought Tom. He climbed up
and peeped in the little round doors. The two little cubby holes at
the back were full of chestnuts and in a corner of each room lay a
pile of doll's clothes. "Oh Polly," he shouted, "come here quick; I've
found out who stole your doll's clothes. It's the squirrels." Polly
came running; with Tom's help she climbed the tree and peeped into the
house. (Of course the Squirrel family were all out walking when this
happened). "Did you ever" she cried. "The mischievous little rascals.
What do you suppose they wanted them for?" She reached her little hand
through the "bedroom" door and picked up a pile of the doll's clothes.
Underneath she found the little mirror, brush, comb, and powder puff
where Whiffet had carefully hidden them. Polly was delighted to find
her treasures. "I will take these home," she said, "but I will leave
the doll's clothes, for no doll would care to wear them now." "We'd
better climb down" said Tom, "for the squirrels can't be far away and
we don't want to scare them off." "I wonder what became of the 'FOR
RENT' sign," said Polly. Just then a big red squirrel came scolding
and chattering down the tree trunk towards them. (It was Father
Squirrel). Tom and Polly climbed down quickly.

That night when Whiffet went to look for her mirror and powder puff
she exclaimed angrily, sta