Cuffy Frightens His Mother
W HEN Cuffy Bear reached home, after his adventure with the bees, he found that his father and mother and his sister Silkie were just sitting down to their evening meal. Cuffy didn't speak to them as he came into the room where they were. He felt too miserable to say a word, with his face aching and burning, and a terrible smarting in his eyes. So he just stumbled inside the room and tried to make himself as small as he could, so he wouldn't be noticed.
Cuffy's parents and his little sister all looked at the
little bear who had come into
their house without even
a knock. And his father said,
in a cross
"Go away, little bear. Where are your manners?"
Cuffy didn't know what to make of that. He didn't know what his father meant. So he just stood there and stared.
"What do you want?" his father asked him. "Whose little bear are you? And whatever is the matter with your face?"
Actually, Cuffy's own father didn't know him. And neither did his mother or his sister. You see, Cuffy's face was so swollen from the bees' stings that his face did not look like a little bear's face at all. His nose, instead of being smooth and pointed, was one great lump. And he hadn't a sign of an eye—just two slits.
"What's the matter with you?" Mr. Bear asked again. "Are you ill? Have you the black measles?"
At that, Mrs. Bear rose hastily from the table and
snatched Silkie up from her
Well, poor Cuffy felt more miserable than ever. He saw that his own family didn't know him. And he wondered what was going to become of him. Then, when his father told him very sternly to leave his house at once, Cuffy began to cry.
"Oh! oh! oh!" he sobbed. "It's me—it's only me!" he cried. That very morning, at breakfast, his father had told him to say "It is I," instead of "It is me." But Cuffy forgot all about that, now.
"What! Are you my Cuffy?" his father exclaimed. For he
knew Cuffy at
last. You see, the bees hadn't stung
Cuffy's voice. And in no time at all Cuffy was tucked
into his little bed and his mother was gently licking
his poor, aching face with her tongue. Among bears that
is thought to be the very best thing to do for
After a while Cuffy stopped crying. And it was not long before he had fallen asleep.
But it was two days before Cuffy Bear felt really
himself again. And then his father went off into the
forest with him and Cuffy led the way to the
Well—what do you think happened? When they came to the
"Those aren't bees!" he told Cuffy. "That's a hornets' nest! . . . We'd get no honey there."