Wendell and Jacob stared at the bewildering sight. Basil pointed his right flipper at Stafford's new morning coat. The Whimble tailors scooted right over to it. Wendell held up the crooked shoulder. Jacob examined the uneven sleeve.

"This coat looks just like the first…

"Now, now, Staffie, please calm down. Everything will be alright," Basil stated to his inconsolable cousin.

"But, how? Basil, how will we put the coat to rights? It needs expert sewing hands," sniffled Stafford.

"I…

The cousins carefully cut the fabric. They carried it piece by piece from Stafford's wee cottage up the ladder to Woodland Whimble Manning's…

Stafford the Tiny Tree Frog was out of bed in a flash. He plunked on a party hat and hopped to his round kitchen table. Cut fabric lay before him. After looking down at it for a moment, he jumped happily up and down. The frog was excited. Before him were the materials for a fine early fall…

"One day the field mouse, J. A. Droffats, went off adventuring. When he returned a few days later, the toy store was empty. He wandered about from room to room. Everything was gone. When he opened his own door, he found Velvet's note in his coat pocket. 'Mr. J. A. , thank you so…