"Step over carefully," whispered the Weathercock, while the Dove took her by the hand. Marjorie stepped across the open space and entered her bedroom. Then she walked over to her own little bed and crept inside. "Go to sleep!" whispered the Weathercock. "See you in the morning," cooed the Dove, and with a gentle flutter they disappeared through the window. Indistinctly Marjorie heard the Ark cast away from the windowsill. And the voice of Capt. Noah came faintly to her ears: "Careful, now! We must slip in through the nursery window without waking the household." As the "Noah's Ark" slowly drifted in through the nursery window, Captain Noah ran forward with a hawser, ready to make fast to the book case near the big table. "Well! Well!" he exclaimed. "It is nice to be home again!" "It certainly is!" said Mrs. Noah, as she and the three boys came out on deck. "It is wonderful that the water has done no damage to Marjorie's pretty nursery." "See how fast it is running away!" exclaimed Ham. "Lucky we sailed home tonight!" Just then Mr. Noah looked at the book case. "Gee Hossephat!" he exclaimed. "See that book--'The Cruise of the Noah's Ark'--why there is my picture on the cover!" "Look! Look!" shouted Japheth. "There are more books in the series of 'Little Journeys to Happyland!'" "So there are," laughed Mrs. Noah. "I would like to read 'The Iceberg Express.' That sounds interesting." "I think 'A Little Journey to Happyland in the Magic Soap Bubble' would be some trip!" exclaimed Shem. "Time for bed," suddenly exclaimed Captain Noah. "I am going to turn out all the lights on the 'Noah's Ark.' No time tonight for you to read these other books in this series," and with these words he turned out the red light on the port side of the Ark and the green light on the starboard side and with a sigh of relief added, "Thank goodness! All the animals are well and Marjorie upstairs asleep in her little bed and the old 'Noah's Ark' back safe in the nursery." As Captain Noah ceased speaking, the Weathercock fluttered off the Ark and over to the nursery window. Pausing a moment on the sill, he turned for one last look, and then flew straight away for Uncle Spencer's barn. "Home again!" he chuckled. "Who'd have thought I'd ever be A pilot on the deep blue sea." THE END -------------------------------------------------------------------------- LITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS (Trademark Registered.) By DAVID CORY Colored Wrapper and Text Illustrations Drawn by H. S. BARBOUR PRINTED IN LARGE TYPE EASY TO READ. FOR CHILDREN FROM 3 TO 8 YEARS A unique series, about the furred and feathered little people of the woods and meadows. LITTLE JACK RABBIT'S ADVENTURES Little Jack Rabbit is a jolly fellow, but he has to keep away from Danny Fox, Wicked Weasel and Hungry Hawk.