just as well unload the wagon, for we will never be able to pull it out while it’s loaded,” said the General. As the mud was quite deep, several of the soldiers were ordered to put on bathing suits and carry the baggage to solid ground. After much hard work the wagon was finally pulled out of the mud, although it took half the army and six of the mice to do it. As it was quite late in the afternoon, the army went into camp, while the Turk and the Old Soldier set to work to mend the broken wheel. The Teenie Weenie captives view the fire-dance of the Wild Men.—Chapter Nine. The Teenie Weenie captives view the fire-dance of the Wild Men.—Chapter Nine. The Teenie Weenie captives view the fire-dance of the Wild Men. Chapter Seven A SUSPENSION BRIDGE The General fumed and fussed over the delay caused by the broken wheel. “It’s just one thing after another,” he grumbled. “If it isn’t one thing it’s something else.” “Well, General, it won’t do a bit of good to worry,” said Tess Bone, one of the Red Cross Nurses. “We’ll have to do the best we can and that’s all anybody can do—even a Teenie Weenie can’t do more.” “Of course, of course,” answered the General, as he paced up and down before his tiny tent. “I know it doesn’t do a bit of good to worry, but we must hurry if we ever expect to rescue the Lady of Fashion and the Poet.” The anxious General had the army up before daylight the next morning. They ate a hurried breakfast and were well on the way before the sun came up. In fact, the Dunce marched nearly an hour before he was fully awake. The big rain of the day before had left many puddles along the way and the little army often had to splash through them. With the help of the scouts, the army was able to find the best roads, for the Indian and the Cowboy, mounted on mice, rode ahead and picked out the best path. The Turk was of much help, too, in picking out the best roads, for he was able to see a great distance from the back of his bird airplane. “General,” said the Cowboy one afternoon as he rode up to the commander of the little army, “I believe