"I raked
them out of the mud and opened them. Down at the Smiling Pool I
had a lot of fun catching young Frogs. I certainly do like Frogs.
It is great sport to catch them, and they are fine eating."
"I suppose you have had an eye on the beech trees and the wild
grape-vines," said Old Mother Nature slyly.
Bobby's face brightened. "Indeed I have," said he. "There will
be splendid crops of beechnuts and grapes this fall. My, but
they will taste good!"
Old Mother Nature laughed. "There is small danger that you will go
hungry," said she. "When you can't find enough to eat times must
be very hard indeed. For the benefit of the others you might add
that in addition to the things mentioned you eat other fruits,
including berries, insects of various kinds, birds when you can
catch them, Mice, Turtles, in fact almost anything that can be
eaten. You are not at all fussy about the kind of food. But
you have one habit in regard to your food which it would be well
if some of these other little folks followed. Do you know what
it is?"
Bobby shook his head. "No," said he, "not unless you mean the
habit I have of washing my food. If there is any water near,
I always like to take what I am going to eat over to it and wash
it; somehow it tastes better."
"Just so," replied Old Mother Nature. "More than once I've seen
you in the moonlight beside the Laughing Brook washing your food,
and it has always pleased me, for there is nothing like cleanliness
and neatness.
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