Andy and Old Mrs Spider came rushing
back to the well to find Robbit anxiously waiting for them.
Old Mrs Spider soon took charge: she was very good at that sort
"Hold on tight, Ant," She instructed
Andy, "You're on your way."
Andy waved bravely and clung on as Old Mrs Spider
lowered him further and further into the well, down and down
past row after row after row of damp, mossy-green bricks, until
his toes almost touched the water.
"Stop!" He yelled.
Hanging on to the end of the web, Andy reached
out as far as he could, grabbed a corner of Jonathan's shell
and pulled him to the side of the well.
"Oh, dear," Muttered Jonathan,
"I can't climb up the wall."
"Why not?" Asked Andy.
"It's too slippery."
Andy thought for a moment.
"I know," He said, "I'll get the
beetle boys: they can climb walls; they've got special hooky
things on their legs. And they're very strong."
Andy tethered Jonathan with the web so he wouldn't
float away again, then scuttled off up the side of the well,
leaping nimbly from brick to brick.
Jonathan gazed in admiration as his friend climbed higher and higher
until, at last, he reached the top of the well and disappeared
How odd, thought Jonathan, to be rescued by the Beetle
Boys: not very long ago, they had been the worst bullies in the
Andy found the two Beetle Boys far away on the
other side of the meadow.
"Jonathan in trouble?" They exclaimed,
"What's happened to him?"
"He's stuck down the well."
"Why doesn't he climb back up?"
"The sides are too damp and slippery."
"We can climb anything," The two beetles declared confidently, "Let's
go to the rescue."
Andy scurried off in the direction of the well,
the two Beetle Boys close behind him.
"There he is!" Andy pointed down the
The two Beetle Boys peered over the edge: far below,
they could just make out the shape of Jonathan, bobbing gently
in the water.
"Hang on, Jonathan," Yelled the beetles, "We're
coming to get you."
With Andy leading the way, the beetle boys scuttled
down the side of the well, the little hooks in their legs gripping
tightly to the slippery bricks.
"Right," They grabbed hold of Jonathan
and hoisted him onto their shoulders, "We're on our way
The beetles pushed and shoved, while Andy pulled
and tugged, and slowly, bit by bit, Jonathan was lifted back
up the well.
At long last, they reached the top. And there, waiting for them,
stood Robbit and a huge crowd of all their friends from the meadow.
An enormous cheer went up.
Everybody leapt up and down excitedly, waving their
arms and shouting and yelling and thumping Andy and the two Beetle
Boys on the back.
Andy and the two beetles were so overcome by all
the excitement, they didn't know what to say. They shuffled their
feet shyly and stared at the ground.
"Thank you," Said Jonathan gratefully
to the three of them, "Thank you very, very much indeed."
Just then, from out of the crowd, Matilda ran up
to Jonathan, a towel in her arms.
"Here," She said to Jonathan,
"Let me dry your shell; it's soaking wet."
As Matilda busily rubbed Jonathan dry, she turned
to all the creatures round about.
"You can all come back to my home under
the Old Farmhouse for a party, to celebrate. It's only small
place, but we can squeeze in, and Mrs Katie said she didn't
mind at all because it's a very special occasion."
And so that is what they did: and it was one of
the best parties that any of them could remember. In fact, it
was so much fun, nobody wanted to leave at all.
"My Goodness," said Farmer Jack as
he sat down to supper, "What on earth's all that scuffling
Mrs Katie smiled and put a great big plate of shepherd's
pie down in front of Farmer Jack.
"Just our friends from the meadow,"
She said, "They're celebrating because Jonathan fell down
the well and they managed to pull him out again."
"Ah," Said Farmer Jack between mouthfuls of Mrs Katie's
delicious pie, "Well, that's alright then. I'm glad the
day had a happy ending."
Come back soon!
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