Ruth Plumly Thompson

“ Pointing his twig-like finger to a bend in the road, Carter directed their attention to a weather beaten sign.
"Beware the Ants!" advised the sign myste-riously.
"Oh, I hope they're not red ants," murmured Betsy, anxiously. "Red ants bite!"
"Who's afraid of ants?" cried Reddy disdain-fully. "All you have to do is tread on em.
"That's right," agreed the Hungry Tiger. "I'm surprised at you, Carter, stopping us for a little thing like that." ”

“ Immense City When the Vegetable Man returned with his new corn ears, nicely adjusted, everyone felt more cheerful.
"Can you hear?" asked the Hungry Tiger curiously.
Carter nodded. "I think they're even better than the last pair," he confided happily. "It isn't everyone who can pick a new ear when his old one pops or wears out. Not so bad being a Vegetable Man, eh, Betsy, my dear?" ”

“ You said he bought it from a fisherman, Carter?"
"Yes," mused the Vegetable Man. "It must be the one Irashi flung into the river, while the one I found was the ruby that protects from danger on the earth and under the earth. Look how it saved us from the pick-axes and the fire-fall!"
"Then the only one left to find is the ruby that protects you from danger in the air," reflected Betsy thoughtfully. "Do you spose we'll have to fly up in the air to find it?"
"Not if I have anything to say about it," growled the Hungry Tiger, shaking his handsome head. "Falling is bad enough ”