BABY LOON LEARNS TO PLAY SUBMARINE 67 
ing to discover one another as they went 
scooting through the water! Then the day 
at last came when this knowledge gave Baby 
very good help though she did not know 
it was going to. Her mother had been so 
happy teaching her that she had forgotten 
to tell her why her people really learned to 
play submarine. 
Baby had been for a long trip out on the 
ocean when once more she heard that fear¬ 
ful cry, “Pirates! Pirates! Fly! Fly!” But 
Baby hadn’t learned to fly. What could she 
do? In just a moment she heard that dread¬ 
ful flap, flap of wings just over her head. 
She had escaped from the pirates once, but 
this time if they took her she felt very sure 
there would be no Little Baby Laughing 
Loon. She resolved to do her very best, so 
bravely she struck out for the shore. It wasn’t 
going to be a bit of use, she was certain, for 
the pirates—there were four of them this 
time—were soaring closer, closer to her. Sud¬ 
denly she saw her mother on the shore. She 
was screaming at the top of her voice, but 
