WAFFLES AND A WALK 25 



" Indigestion comes when the food you eat is not of 

 the right kind or quality for your stomach mill to turn 

 into good flesh and blood. Then it stays in the mill, 

 swelling up, growing stale ajid sour, choking up the 

 little wheels, and souring the wheel grease that helps 

 them move, causing pain and sickness, until it is turned 

 out in some way. That is the reason whj- we should 

 be careful what we put into the mill. 



" To make sure that mammy's waffles do not grumble, 

 suppose we all take a little walk down the road before 

 we go into the wonder room to draw the animal tree. 

 " Come, Cherry," said the Doctor, drawing Mrs. Blake's 

 hand through his arm, " you, too. I'm not going to 

 have you stay in the house all the time. We need you, 

 and you need the fresh air to give you back the red 

 cheeks that gave you your pet name. Olive, dear, 

 please get your aunt's warm wrap — never mind gloves ; 

 here is a coat-pocket for each hand," and the proces- 

 sion stepped out into the bright moon path. 



" There will be no frost until this wind dies down," 

 said jMr. Blake. 



" What nice clean shadows the trees make," said 

 Olive, after they had walked in silence down a lane that 

 led from the turnpike toward the pastures and spring. 



" Hush ! what was that ? " 



"A bird, maybe, that was sleepy and fell off its 

 perch." 



"No, a Flying Squirrel," whispered the Doctor. 

 " There it goes ! " and on looking up they saw a dark 

 object, a little larger than a Chipmunk, half spring, 

 half drop from a birch tree on one side of the lane to 

 a maple on the opposite side. 



