"What's he got?" asked Ted.
"Oh, it's only an ant!" answered Janet. "I guess he saw a little ant
crawling along, just before he fell, and he sat down on him. Did you
think you'd hurt the little ant, Trouble?"
"I satted on him, but I didn't hurt him," answered the little boy. "He
can wiggle along nice--see!" and he showed the ant, crawling about on
the piece of wood. Perhaps the little ant wondered how in the world it
was ever going to get back to the ground again.
"Put him down and come on," said Ted. "We want to find something
before grandpa puts up the tent. Maybe we can find the den where the
fox lives."
Trouble carefully put the little ant back on the ground.
"I satted on him, but I didn't hurted him," again said the little
fellow, grunting as he stood up straight again. Janet took his hand
and they followed Teddy off through the forest.
It was very pleasant in the woods on Star Island. The sun was shining
brightly and the waters of the lake sparkled in the sun. The children
felt glad and happy that they had come camping with their grandpa, and
they knew that the best fun was yet to happen.
"Let's look around for holes now," said Teddy, after they had gone a
little way down a woodland path.
"What sort of holes?" asked Janet.
"Holes where a fox lives," answered her brother. "If we could find a
fox maybe we could tame it.
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