The booger on the balloon sailed far and wide. The wind pushed it. The wind pulled it. The booger on the balloon sailed into a house. In the house was a table. On the table was an orange. Next to the orange was some chocolate. Under the table was a crayon. Under the crayon was a seed. The booger on the balloon flew out of the house. Outside, there was snow. A dog went woof. A cat went meow. But the booger on the balloon did not hear them. The booger on the balloon had no ears! The wind blew the booger on the balloon far away, until one day...

...POP!

The booger on the balloon fell on top of an alligator, never to be seen again. What are the answers to this following set of questions: 1. What was the weather like?
2. How many animals were there?
3. What sound did the booger make?
4. When was it seen after hitting the alligator?
5. How many objects did it hit?
6. What was on the table?
7. What was under it?
8. What sounds did the dog and cat make?
9. What sound did the alligator make?
10. What caused the balloon to move?
Answer: 1. Outside, there was snow
2. two
3. POP
4. nowhere
5. unknown
6. an orange and some chocolate
7. a crayon and a seed
8. A dog went woof. A cat went meow
9. unknown
10. The wind

CHAPTER XXXI. Voices of the Dusk.

Jolly, round, red Mr. Sun was just going to bed behind the Purple Hills and the Black Shadows had begun to creep all through the Green Forest and out across the Green Meadows. It was the hour of the day Peter Rabbit loves best. He sat on the edge of the Green Forest watching for the first little star to twinkle high up in the sky. Peter felt at peace with all the Great World, for it was the hour of peace, the hour of rest for those who had been busy all through the shining day.

Most of Peter's feathered friends had settled themselves for the coming night, the worries and cares of the day over and forgotten. All the Great World seemed hushed. In the distance Sweetvoice the Vesper Sparrow was pouring out his evening song, for it was the hour when he dearly loves to sing. Far back in the Green Forest Whip-poor-will was calling as if his very life depended on the number of times he could say, "Whip poor Will," without taking a breath. From overhead came now and then the sharp, rather harsh cry of Boomer the Nighthawk, as he hunted his supper in the air.

For a time it seemed as if these were the only feathered friends still awake, and Peter couldn't help thinking that those who went so early to bed missed the most beautiful hour of the whole day. Then, from a tree just back of him, there poured forth a song so clear, so sweet, so wonderfully suited to that peaceful hour, that Peter held his breath until it was finished. He knew that singer and loved him. It was Melody the Wood Thrush. What are the answers to this following set of questions: 1. Who was Sweetvoice?
2. What was he doing?
3. What kind of animal was Peter?
4. What was going to sleep behind the Purple Hills?
5. Where was Peter sitting?
6. Of what?
7. What was he doing?
8. Where was Whip-poor-will calling?
9. Who was hunting for his dinner up above?
10. Who was Peter listening to when he held his breath?
11. What animal was Peter listening to when he was holding his breath?
12. What was Melody?
13. What did Peter feel at peace with?
14. Why?
15. What had most of Peter's feathered buddies done for the evening?
16. What did Peter think about those who went to sleep so early?
17. What was he watching on the edge of the forest?
18. What was he waiting for it to do?
19. Whose life seemed to depend on how many times he could say Whip poor Will?
20. Did Peter have a brother?
Answer: 1. the Vesper Sparrow
2. Singing
3. Rabbit
4. Mr. Sun
5. on the edge
6. the Green Forest
7. watching
8. in the Green Forest
9. Boomer the Nighthawk
10. a tree
11. Birds
12. the Wood Thrush
13. with all the Great World
14. for it was the hour of peace
15. went to bed
16. they missed the most beautiful hour of the whole day
17. the first little star
18. twinkle
19. Whip-poor-will
20. unknown

Chapter XVI.

Short Allowance

Five men had deserted from the fort trusting to the promises made by General St. Leger, and one had returned, after having suffered more than death, rejoicing because he was able to be once again with those whom he had betrayed.

At the moment, however, we had no thought of the deserter, but saw before us only a former comrade who had come out from the very jaws of death to claim protection.

The poor fellow had been cruelly cut on the legs and arms by the savages while they were bringing him across the river, and had lost much blood. His face and hands were covered with huge blisters, and it was not necessary either Sergeant Corney or I should ask how he came by them, for we knew through bitterest experience what the squaws and children would do when a white man was at their mercy.

Not until a full hour had passed could Reuben Cox tell his story, and even then he was in such a sorry plight that it was possible for him to speak only a moment at a time; but before morning came--before we were able to do very much toward relieving his sufferings--we had a fairly good account of all that had occurred from the moment the five foolish men clambered over the stockade until our cannon had done its work of mercy.

It seems that the deserters, after getting outside the fort, decided to make their way as nearly to St. Leger's quarters as might be possible, and to that end made a long detour to the westward. The sun had risen before they came upon a sentinel, and he was, fortunately, as it seemed to them, one of the British regulars. What are the answers to this following set of questions: 1. Who had been cut?
2. Was it a bad injury?
3. Where was he cut?
4. By whom?
5. Was he bleeding?
6. Where did the savages bring him?
7. How was his face maimed?
8. How did that happen?
9. What ethnicity was the man?
10. What was his name?
Answer:
1. a former comrade
2. yes
3. on the legs and arms
4. the savages
5. yes
6. across the river,
7. with huge blisters
8. through bitterest experience
9. white
10. Reuben Cox