The Ark, obeying Capt. Noah's guiding hand, swept up on the beach and came to a standstill some 200 feet from the water. "We can cut all the timber we need for repairs now," said Japheth, looking over toward a big forest that lay back from the beach. "The animals, too, can have a nice frolic on the sand. It will do them good after being cooped up on board ship for so long." And in a short time the Ark was empty and all the animals were having a fine time making castles in the sand and picking up pretty sea shells. And after a while Capt. Noah got out his axe and saw, and calling to Mr. Jonah, and his three boys, started off for the forest, and as soon as he cut down a tree, Mr. Jonah and the three boys sawed it up into logs. "I guess we have enough now," said Capt. Noah. "Guess we'd better start and split them into planks." This was not such easy work, but after a while, they had quite a pile of lumber on hand. "If we only had a wagon to haul the logs to the Ark," said Capt. Noah, wiping his forehead with his red bordered handkerchief. And just then Marjorie came riding down the gang-plank in the little toy automobile. "I'll take them back to the Ark," she said, and after a while, not so very long, they were all aboard. Well, by this time it was pretty dark, and Capt. Noah felt uneasy about the animals, so he stood up on the bow of the big boat and called out: "All aboard for the night!" "All aboard for the night!" he called out again, and then he turned to little Marjorie and said, "I'd never forgive myself if anything should happen to any one of my passengers." But, oh dear me! When Capt. Noah, who had stood by the gang-plank and checked off each animal as he came aboard, found that the little red squirrel was missing, he was dreadfully worried. "Goodness me!" he exclaimed, "if that squirrel has gone off into the woods, how will we ever find him?" "Well, there's no use in worrying," said Mrs. Noah, who just then came up from below deck. "Come down and get a nice hot cup of tea. After you've eaten something you'll know better what to do." Well, after supper, everybody felt better, so Capt. Noah and his crew came up on deck to look for the lost squirrel. The moon was just coming up out of the east, making a silver path across the water right up to the Ark. As Capt. Noah looked over the railing to the sand below he saw a little figure walking directly in the silver moon path. It seemed to be carrying something heavy; for it paused every now and then to rest. "It's the little red squirrel," shouted Marjorie. "So it is," said Capt. Noah. "Helloa, there!" he shouted, "wait and I'll let down the gang-plank!" "Whew, but I'm tired!" panted the red squirrel, as he crawled up on deck. "This bag of nuts is as heavy as lead!" And then he let the well-filled bag slip from his shoulders to the deck.