The squirrels hed many a fine ride in her an' the frogs were the ferrymen.

An' all 'long thet shore 'twas known es Frog Ferry 'mong the squirrel folks.' It was very dark when he finished the tale an' as we lay gaping a few minutes after my last query about those funny people of the lake margin I could hear nothing but the chirping of the crickets.

I was feeling a bit sleepy when I heard the boards creak above our heads.

Uncle Eli raised himself and lay braced upon his elbow listening.

In a few moments we heard a sound as of someone coming softly down the ladder at the other end of the room.