Bully and Bawly No-Tail | Page 3

away from the fish's teeth, but he couldn't.
"I'll save you!" shouted Bully, and then he took a stick, and tried to put
it in the fish's mouth to make him open his jaws and let loose of Bawly.
But the stick broke, and the fish was swimming away faster than ever.
Then Bully popped his head out of the water and cried to the two duck
girls:
"Oh, run and tell Grandpa Croaker! Tell him to come and save Bawly!"
Well, Alice and Lulu wibbled and wobbled as fast as they could go to
the frog house, and told Grandpa Croaker, and the old gentleman gave
one great big leap, and landed in the water right down close to where
the fish had Bawly by the toes.
"Boom! Boom! Croak-croak-croaker-croak!" cried Grandpa in his
deepest bass voice. "You let Bawly go!" And, would you believe it, his
voice sounded like a cannon, or a big gun, and that fish was so
frightened, thinking he was going to be shot, that he opened his mouth
and let Bawly go. The frog boy's toes were scratched a little by the
teeth of the fish, but he could still swim, and he and his brother and
Grandpa were soon safe on shore.

"Well, I guess we won't race any more to-day," said Bawly. "Thank
you very much for saving me, Grandpa."
"Oh, that's all right," said Mr. Croaker kindly. "Here is a penny for each
of you," and he gave Bully and Bawly and Lulu and Alice each a penny,
and they bought peppermint candy, so Bully and Bawly had something
good to eat, even if they didn't finish the race, and the bad fish had
nothing. Now, in case I see a green rose in bloom on the pink lilac bush,
I'll tell you next about Bully making a water wheel.

STORY II
BULLY MAKES A WATER WHEEL
Bully No-Tail, the frog boy, was sitting out in the yard in front of his
house, with his knife and a lot of sticks. He was whittling the sticks,
and making almost as many chips and shavings as a carpenter, and as
he whittled away he whistled a funny little tune, about a yellow
monkey-doodle with a pink nose colored blue, who wore a slipper on
one foot, because he had no shoe.
Pretty soon, along came Dickie Chip-Chip, the sparrow boy, and he
perched on the fence in front of Bully, put his head on one side--not on
one side of the fence, you know, but on one side of his own little
feathered neck--and Dickie looked out of his bright little eyes at Bully,
and inquired:
"What are you making?"
"I am making a water-wheel," answered the frog boy.
"What! making a wheel out of water?" asked the birdie in great surprise.
"I never heard of such a thing."
"Oh, no indeed!" exclaimed Bully with a laugh. "I'm making a wheel
out of wood, so that it will go 'round and 'round in the water, and make
a nice splashing noise. You see it's something like the paddle-wheel of

a steamboat, or a mill wheel, that I'm making."
"And where are you going to get the water to make it go 'round?" asked
Dickie.
"Down by the pond," answered Bully. "I know a little place where the
water falls down over the rocks, and I'm going to fasten a wooden
wheel there, and it will whizz around very fast!"
"Does the water hurt itself when it falls down over the rocks?" asked
Dickie Chip-Chip. "Once I fell down over a little stone, and I hurt
myself quite badly."
"Oh, no, water can't hurt itself," spoke Bully, as he made a lot more
shavings. "There, the wheel is almost done. Don't you want to see it go
'round, Dickie?"
The little sparrow boy said that he did, so he and the frog started off
together for the pond. Dickie hopping along on the ground, and Bully
flying through the air.
What's that? I'm wrong? Oh, yes, excuse me. I see where I made the
mistake. Of course, Dickie flew through the air, and Bully hopped
along on the ground. Now we're all straight.
Well, pretty soon they came to the pond and to the little place where
the water fell over the rocks and didn't hurt itself, and there Bully
fastened his water-wheel, which was nearly as large as he was, and
quite heavy. He fixed it so that the water would drop on the wooden
paddles that stuck out like the spokes of the baby carriage wheels, and
in a short while it was going around as fast as an automobile, splashing
the drops of water up in the sunlight, and making them look like the
diamonds which pretty ladies wear on