The Adventures of Jerry Muskrat | Page 4

great idea!" shouted Little Joe
Otter, turning a somersault in the water.
Every one agreed with Little Joe Otter, and immediately they began to
plan a grand hunt for the traps of Farmer Brown's boy. The Muskrats
and the Otters started to search the banks of the Smiling Pool, and the
Coons and the Minks, all but Billy, started for the Laughing Brook.
Billy climbed up on the Big Rock to watch, and Grandfather Frog
slowly swam back to his big green lily-pad to wait for some foolish
green flies for his breakfast.
CHAPTER V

: A Busy Day At The Smiling Pool
Everybody was excited. Yes, Sir. everybody in the Smiling Pool and
along the Laughing Brook was just bubbling over with excitement.
Even Spotty the Turtle, who usually takes everything so calmly that
some people think him stupid, climbed up on the highest point of an old
log where he could see what was going on. Only Grandfather Frog,
sitting on his big green lily-pad and watching for foolish green flies for
his breakfast, appeared not to know that something unusual was going
on. Really, he was just as much excited as the rest, but because he is
very old and accounted very, very wise, it would not do for him to
show it.
What was it all about? Why, all the Minks and the Coons and the Otters
and the Muskrats, who live and play around the Smiling Pool and the
Laughing Brook, were hunting for traps. Yes, Sir, they were hunting
for traps set by Farmer Brown's boy, just as Grandfather Frog had
advised them to.
Jerry Muskrat and Little Joe Otter were hunting together. They were
swimming along close to shore just where the Laughing Brook leaves
the Smiling Pool, when Jerry wrinkled up his funny little nose and
stopped swimming. Sniff, sniff, sniff, went Jerry Muskrat. Then little
cold shivers ran down his backbone and way out to the tip of his tail.
"What is it?" asked Little Joe Otter.
"It's the man-smell," whispered Jerry.
Just then Little Joe Otter gave a long sniff. "My, I smell fish!" he cried,
his eyes sparkling, and started in the direction from which the smell
came. He swam faster than Jerry, and in a minute he shouted in delight.
"Hi, Jerry! Some one's left a fish on the edge of the bank: What a
feast!"
Jerry hurried as fast as he could swim, his eyes popping out with fright,
for the nearer he got, the stronger grew that dreadful man-smell. "Don't

touch it," he panted. "Don't touch it, Joe Otter!"
Little Joe laughed. "What's the matter, Jerry? 'Fraid I'll eat it all up
before you get here?" he asked, as he reached out for the fish.
"Stop!" shrieked Jerry, and gave Little Joe a push, just as the latter
touched the fish.
Snap! A pair of wicked steel jaws flew together and caught Little Joe
Otter by a claw of one toe. If it hadn't been for Jerry's push, he would
have been caught by a foot.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" cried Little Joe Otter.
"Next time I guess you'll remember what Grandfather Frog said about
watching out when you find things to eat where they never were
before," said Jerry, as he helped Little Joe pull himself free from the
trap. But he left the claw behind and had a dreadfully sore toe as a
result. Then they buried the trap deep down in the mud and started to
look for another.
All around the Smiling Pool and along the Laughing Brook their
cousins and uncles and aunts and friends were just as busy, and every
once in a while some one would have just as narrow an escape as Little
Joe Otter. And all the time up at the farmhouse Farmer Brown's boy
was planning what he would do with the skins of the little animals he
was sure he would catch in his traps.
CHAPTER VI
: Farmer Brown's Boy Is Puzzled
Farmer Brown's boy was whistling merrily as he tramped down across
the Green Meadows. The Merry Little Breezes saw him coming, and
they raced over to the Smiling Pool to tell Billy Mink. Farmer Brown's
boy was coming to visit his traps. He was very sure that he would find
Billy Mink or Little Joe Otter, or Jerry Muskrat, or perhaps Bobby
Coon.

Billy Mink was sitting on top of the Big Rock. He saw the Merry Little
Breezes racing across the Green Meadows, and behind them he saw
Farmer Brown's boy. Billy Mink dived head first into the Smiling Pool.
Then he swam over to Jerry Muskrat's house and warned Jerry.
Together they hunted up Little Joe Otter, and then the three little
scamps in brown hid in the bulrushes, where they could watch Farmer