Let's go find a mud
puddle."
"What in the world for?" she asked curiously.
"Mud is the best thing for a bee sting when you can't get ammonia,"
Paul explained. "Just plaster some mud on, and it draws out the pain.
I don't know the theory, except that when a bee stings you he injects
some sort of acid poison under the skin. Mud and ammonia are
alkalies, and are opposed to acid, so the chemists say."
"Then I'll help you look for a mud puddle," she said.
There was considerable excitement now, for a number of the school
children had been stung, and one or two of the players.
"That's the idea--mud!" cried Sandy, as he saw what Paul was doing.
"Bring the children over here, Miss Arthur," he said to the pretty
school teacher, "and we'll help doctor 'em."
"Oh, thank you," she answered. "Here, children, over this way."
Soon a number of the little tots were gathered about her, and Ruth
and Alice, who offered to help doctor their stings. Miss Pennington
and Miss Dixon, who had come to watch the film being made, had, at
the first alarm, gone far enough off so that they were in no danger
of being stung.
The bees, in a big cloud, were flying slowly about the school, only a
comparatively few having entered the window to rout the pupils.
Suddenly Russ darted back into the building.
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