ld you ever believe it? When Bawly and Lulu were out on the
shore of the pond and had thrown their stones, Lulu's went ever so much
farther than did Bawly's. Oh! she was a good thrower, Lulu was!

"Well, anyhow, I can beat you jumping!" cried Bawly. "Now, let's try
that game."

So they tried that, and, of course, Bawly won, being a very good jumper.
He jumped over two stones, three sticks, a little black ant and also a
big one, a hump of dirt, two flies and a grain of sand. And, as for
Lulu, she only jumped over a brown leaf, a bit of straw, part of a stone
and a little fuzzy bug.

"Now we're even," said Bawly, who felt good-natured again. "Let's go for
a walk in the woods and we'll get some wild flowers and maybe something
will happen. Who knows?"

"Who knows?" agreed Lulu. So off they started together, talking about
the weather and ice cream cones and Fourth of July and all things like
that. For it was Saturday, you see, and there was no school.

Well, pretty soon, in a little while, not so very long, as Bawly was
hopping, and Lulu was wobbling along, they heard a noise in the bushes.
Now, of course, when you're in the woods there is always likely to be a
noise in the bushes. Sometimes it's made by a fairy, and sometimes by a
giant and sometimes by a squirrel or a rabbit, or a doggie, or a kittie,
and sometimes only by the wind blowing in the treetops. And you can
never tell what makes the noise until you look. So Bawly and Lulu looked
to see what made the noise in the bushes.

"Maybe it's a giant!" exclaimed Lulu.

"Maybe it's a fairy," said Bawly, and they looked and looked and pretty
soon, in a jiffy, out came a man--just a plain, ordinary man.

"Oh, me!" cried Bawly.

"Oh, my!" exclaimed Lulu.

Then they both started to run away, for they were afraid they might be
hurt. But the man saw them going off, and he called after them.

"Oh, pray don't be frightened, little ones. I wouldn't hurt you for the
world. I was just looking for a frog and a duck, and here you are."

"Are--are you going to eat us?" asked Bawly, blinking his eyes.

"No, indeed," replied the man, kindly.

"Are you going to carry us away in a bag?" asked Lulu, wiggling her
feet.

"Oh, never, never, never!" cried the man, quickly. "I will put you in my
pockets if you will let me, and I will do a funny trick with you."

"A trick?" asked Bawly, for he was very fond of them. "What kind?"

"A good trick," replied the man. "You see, I am