ith spoons out of a
dish, just as real as anything.

"Oh dear me! There's a mosquito buzzing around!" suddenly exclaimed
Mamma No-Tail, as she ate the last of her cream. "They are on hand early
this year. I'm going in the house."

"I'll go get my bean shooter, and see if I can kill that mosquito!"
exclaimed Bawly, who once went hunting after the buzzers, and shot quite
a number. But land sakes! it was so dark on the porch that he couldn't
see the buzzing mosquitoes though he blew a number of beans about, and
one hit Uncle Wiggily Longears on the nose, just as the old gentleman
rabbit was hopping over to play checkers with Grandpa Croaker. But Uncle
Wiggily forgave Bawly, as it was an accident, and as there was a little
ice cream left, the old gentleman rabbit and Grandpa Croaker ate it up.

Well, something happened that night when they had all gone to bed. Along
about 12 o'clock, when it was all still and quiet, and when the little
mice were just coming out to play hide and seek and look for some
crackers and cheese, Bawly No-Tail felt some one pulling him out of bed.

"Here! Hold on! Don't do that, Bully!" he cried.

"What's the matter?" asked his brother. "Are you dreaming or talking in
your sleep? I'm not doing anything."

"Aren't you pulling me out of bed?" asked Bawly, and he had to grab hold
of the bedpost to prevent himself falling to the floor.

"Why, no, I'm in my own bed," answered Bully. "Oh, dear me! Oh, suz dud!
Some one's pulling me, too!" And he let out such a yell that Mamma
No-Tail came running in with a light. And what do you think she saw?

Why two, great, big buzzing mosquitoes flew out of the window through a
hole in the wire netting, and it was those mosquitoes who had been
trying to pull Bully and Bawly out of bed, so they could fly away with
them to eat them up.

"Oh, my! How bold those mosquitoes are this year!" exclaimed the mamma
frog. "They actually bit a hole in the wire screen."

"They did, eh?" cried Papa No-Tail. "Well, I'll fix that!" So he got a
hammer and some more wire, and he mended the hole which the mosquitoes
had made. Then Bully and Bawly went to sleep again. They were afraid the
mosquitoes would come in once more, but though the savage insects buzzed
around outside for quite a while, the screen was too strong for them
this time, and they didn't get in the house.

"If this keeps on," said Papa No-Tail, as he hopped off to work next
morning, "we'll have to go to a plac