Twinkle and Chubbins: Their Astonishing Adventures in Nature-FairylandL. Frank Baum / Fantasy
TWINKLE AND CHUBBINS
Their Astonishing Adventuresin Nature-Fairyland
Illustrated by Maginal Wright Enright
PublishersThe Reilly & Britton Co.Chicago
Copyright, 1911byThe Reilly & Britton Co.
PAGEI Mr. Woodchuck.................9II Bandit Jim Crow..............69III Prarie-Dog Town.............133IV Prince Mud-Turtle...........195V Twinkle's Enchantment.......257VI Sugar-Loaf Mountain.........321
List of Chapters
PAGEI The Trap............................11II Mr. Woodchuck Captures a Girl.......18III Mr. Woodchuck Scolds Tinkle.........26IV Mrs. Woodchuck and Her Family ......35V Mr. Woodchuck Argues the Question...43VI Twinkle is Taken to the Judge.......50VII Twinkle is Condemned................56VIII Twinkle Remembers...................66
Chapter IThe Trap
THERE'S a woodchuck over on the side hill that is eating my clover, saidTwinkle's father, who was a farmer.
Why don't you set a trap for it? asked Twinkle's mother.
I believe I will, answered the man.
So, when the midday dinner was over, the farmer went to the barn and gota steel trap, and carried it over to the clover-field on the hillside.
Twinkle wanted very much to go with him, but she had to help mamma washthe dishes and put them away, and then brush up the dining-room and putit in order. But when the work was done, and she had all the rest of theafternoon to herself, she decided to go over to the woodchuck's hole andsee how papa had set the trap, and also discover if the woodchuck hadyet been caught.
So the little girl took her blue-and-white sun-bonnet, and climbed overthe garden fence and ran across the corn-field and through the rye untilshe came to the red-clover patch on the hill.
She knew perfectly well where the woodchuck's hole was, for she hadlooked at it curiously many times; so she approached it carefully andfound the trap set just in front of the hole. If the woodchuck steppedon it, when he came out, it would grab his leg and hold him fast; andthere was a chain fastened to the trap, and also to a stout post driveninto the ground, so that when the woodchuck was caught he couldn't runaway with the trap.
But although the day was bright and sunshiny, and just the kind of daywoodchucks like, the clover-eater had not yet walked out of his hole toget caught in the trap.
So Twinkle lay down in the clover-field, half hidden by a small bank infront of the woodchuck's hole, and began to watch for the little animalto come out. Her eyes could see right into the hole, which seemed toslant upward into the hill instead of downward; but of course shecouldn't see very far in, because the hole wasn't straight, and grewblack a little way from the opening.
It was somewhat wearisome, waiting and watching so long, and the warmsun and the soft chirp of the crickets that hopped through the clovermade Twinkle drowsy. She didn't intend to go to sleep, because then shemight miss the woodchuck; but there was no harm in closing her eyes justone little minute; so she allowed the long lashes to droop over herpretty pink cheeks--just because they felt so heavy, and there was noway to prop them up.
Then, with a start, she opened her eyes again, and saw the trap and thewoodchuck hole just as they were before. Not quite, though, come to lookcarefully. The hole seemed to be bigger than at first; yes, strange asit might seem, the hole was growing bigger every minute! She watched itwith much surprise, and then looked at the trap, which remained the samesize it had always been. And when she turned her eyes upon the hole oncemore it had not only become very big and high, but a stone arch appearedover it, and a fine, polished front door now shut it off from theoutside world. She could even read a name upon the silver door-plate,and the name was this: