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With this he brought from a cupboard a stone jar and a



dipper; and the girl found it very nice lemonade; indeed。



Cap'n Bill liked it; too; but the Ork would not touch it。







〃If there is no water in this country; I cannot stay



here for long;〃 the creature declared。 〃Water means



life to man and beast and bird。〃







〃There must be water in lemonade;〃 said Trot。







〃Yes;〃 answered the Ork; 〃I suppose so; but there are



other things in it; too; and they spoil the good water。〃







The day's adventures had made our wanderers tired; so



the Bumpy Man brought them some blankets in which they



rolled themselves and then lay down before the fire;



which their host kept alive with fuel all through the



night。 Trot wakened several times and found the Mountain



Ear always alert and listening intently for the slightest



sound。 But the little girl could hear no sound at all



except the snores of Cap'n Bill。



















Chapter Eight







Button…Bright is Lost and Found Again











〃Wake up  wake up!〃 called the voice of the Bumpy



Man。 〃Didn't I tell you winter was coming? I could hear



it coming with my left ear; and the proof is that it is



now snowing hard outside。〃







〃Is it?〃 said Trot; rubbing her eyes and creeping out



of her blanket。 〃Where I live; in California; I have



never seen snow; except far away on the tops of high



mountains。〃







〃Well; this is the top of a high mountain;〃 returned



the bumpy one; 〃and for that reason we get our heaviest



snowfalls right here。〃







The little girl went to  the window and looked out。 The



air was filled with falling white flakes; so large in



size and so queer in form that she was puzzled。







〃Are you certain this is snow?〃 she asked。







〃To be sure。 I must get my snow…shovel and turn out to



shovel a path。 Would you like to come with me?〃







〃Yes;〃 she said; and followed the Bumpy Man out when he



opened the door。 Then she exclaimed: 〃Why; it isn't cold



a bit!〃







〃Of course not;〃 replied the man。 〃It was cold last



night; before the snowstorm; but snow; when it falls; is



always crisp and warm。〃







Trot gathered a handful of it。







〃Why; it's popcorn?〃 she cried。







〃Certainly; all snow is popcorn。 What did you expect it



to be?〃







〃Popcorn is not snow in my country。〃







〃Well; it is the only snow we have in the Land of Mo;



so you may as well make the best of it;〃 said he; a



little impatiently。 〃I'm not responsible for the absurd



things that happen in your country; and when you're in Mo



you must do as the Momen do。 Eat some of our snow; and



you will find it is good。 The only fault I find with our



snow is that we get too much of it at times。〃







With this the Bumpy Man set to work shoveling a path



and he was so quick and industrious that he piled up the



popcorn in great banks on either side of the trail that



led to the mountain…top from the plains below。 While he



worked; Trot ate popcorn and found it crisp and slightly



warm; as well as nicely salted and buttered。 Presently



Cap'n Bill came out of the house and joined her。







〃What's this?〃 he asked。







〃Mo snow;〃 said she。 〃But it isn't real snow; although



it falls from the sky。 It's popcorn。〃







Cap'n Bill tasted it; then he sat down in the path and



began to eat。 The Ork came out and pecked away with its



bill as fast as it could。 They all liked popcorn and they



all were hungry this morning。







Meantime the flakes of 〃Mo snow〃 came down so fast that



the number of them almost darkened the air。 The Bumpy Man



was now shoveling quite a distance down the mountain…



side; while the path behind him rapidly filled up with



fresh…fallen popcorn。 Suddenly Trot heard him call out:







〃Goodness gracious  mince pie and pancakes!  here



is some one buried in the snow。〃







She ran toward him at once and the others followed;



wading through the corn and crunching it underneath their



feet。 The Mo snow was pretty deep where the Bumpy Man was



shoveling and from beneath a great bank of it he had



uncovered a pair of feet。







〃Dear me!  Someone has been lost in the storm;〃 said



Cap'n Bill。 〃I hope he is still alive。 Let's pull him out



and see。〃







He took hold of one foot and the Bumpy Man took hold of



the other。 Then they both pulled and out from the heap of



popcorn came a little boy。 He was dressed in a brown



velvet jacket and knickerbockers; with brown stockings;



buckled shoes and a blue shirt…waist that had frills down



its front。 When drawn from the heap the boy was chewing a



mouthful of popcorn and both his hands were full of it。



So at first he couldn't speak to his rescuers but lay



quite still and eyed them calmly until he had swallowed



his mouthful。 Then he said:







〃Get my cap;〃 and stuffed more popcorn into his mouth。







While the Bumpy Man began shoveling into the corn…bank



to find the boy's cap; Trot was laughing joyfully and



Cap'n Bill had a broad grin on his face。 The Ork looked



from one to another and asked:







〃Who is this stranger?〃







〃Why; it's Button…Bright; of course;〃 answered Trot。



〃If anyone ever finds a lost boy; he can make up his mind



it's Button…Bright。 But how he ever came to be lost in



this far…away country is more'n I can make out。〃







〃Where does he belong?〃 inquired the Ork。







〃His home used to be in Philadelphia; I think; but I'm



quite sure Button…Bright doesn't belong anywhere。〃







〃That's right;〃 said the boy; nodding his head as he



swallowed the second mouthful。







〃Everyone belongs somewhere;〃 remarked the Ork。







〃Not me;〃 insisted Button…Bright。 〃I'm half way round



the world from Philadelphia; and I've lost my Magic



Umbrella; that used to carry me anywhere。 Stands to



reason that if I can't get back I haven't any home。 But I



don't care much。 This is a pretty good country; Trot。



I've had lots of fun here。〃







By this time the Mountain Ear had secured the boy's cap



and was listening to the conversation with much interest。







〃It seems you know this poor; snow…covered cast…



away;〃 he said。







〃Yes; indeed;〃 answered Trot。  〃We made a journey



together to Sky Island; once; and were good friends。〃







〃Well; then I'm glad I saved his life;〃 said the Bumpy



Man。







〃Much obliged; Mr。 Knobs;〃 said Button…Bright; sitting



up and staring at him; 〃but I don't believe you've saved



anything except some popcorn that I might have eaten had



you not disturbed me。 It was nice and warm in that bank



of popcorn; and there was plenty to eat。 What made you



dig me out? And what makes you so bumpy everywhere?〃







〃As for the bumps;〃 replied the man; looking at himself



with much pride; 〃I was born with them and I suspect they



were a gift from the fairies。 They make me look rugged



and big; like the mountain I serve。〃







〃All right;〃 said Button…Bright and began eating



popcorn again。







It had stopped snowing; now; and great flocks of birds



were gathering around the mountain…side; eating the



popcorn with much eagerness and scarcely noticing the



people at all。 There were birds of every size and color;



most of them having gorgeous feathers and plumes。







〃Just look at them!〃 exclaimed the Ork scornfully。



〃Aren't they dreadful creatures; all covered with



feathers?〃







〃I think they're beautiful;〃 said Trot; and this



made the Ork so indignant that he went back into the



house and sulked。







Button…Bright reached out his hand and caught a big



bird by the leg。 At once it rose into the air and it was



so strong that it nearly carried the little boy with it。



He let go the leg in a hurry and the bird flew down again



and began to eat of the popcorn; not being frightened in



the least。







This gave Cap'n Bill an idea。 He felt in his pocket and



drew out several pieces of stout string。 Moving very



quietly; so as to not alarm the birds; he crept up to



several of the biggest ones and tied cords around their



legs; thus making them prisoners。  The birds were so



intent on their eating that they did not notice what had



happened to them; and when about twenty had been captured



in this manner Cap'n Bill tied the ends of all the



strings together and f

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