to go back together, and down in his heart he felt a little bit mean
when he looked for Grandfather Frog and Spotty the Turtle and could
see nothing of them. So he and Paddy sat down to wait. After what
seemed a long time, they saw something queer bobbing along in the
water.

"It's Grandfather Frog," cried Paddy the Beaver.

"No, it's Spotty the Turtle," said Jerry Muskrat.

"It's both," replied Paddy, beginning to laugh.

Just then Spotty tumbled over another waterfall which he hadn't seen,
and of course Grandfather Frog went with him and lost his hold
on Spotty's back.

"I have an idea!" cried Paddy.

"What is it?" asked Jerry.

"Why, Grandfather Frog can ride on my flat tail," replied Paddy,
"and then we'll go slow enough for Spotty to keep up with us."

And so it was that just as the first moonbeams kissed the Smiling
Pool, out of the Laughing Brook swam the merriest party that ever
was seen.

"Chugarum!" said Grandfather Frog. "It is good to be home, but I
think I would travel often, if I could have the tail of Paddy the
Beaver for a boat."