That, you see, was what made all the trouble.

She was a good deal of a fool at that time--which was not altogether to be wondered at, seeing that she was only one day old; and when her mother left her sleeping under a bush for a few minutes, while she went down through the swamp to get a drink at the brook a couple of hundred feet away, the little fool woke up and thought herself deserted.

She set up such a bleating as was bound to cause something to happen in that wild neighborhood." "Yes!" said the Child, almost in a whisper.

"And which came _this_ time--her mother or the bear ?" "Both!" replied Uncle Andy, most unexpectedly.
"Oh!" gasped the Child, opening his mouth till it was as round as his eyes.

And for once he had not a single question ready.
"You see, it was this way," went on Uncle Andy, prudently giving him no time to think one up.