Stevenson's sketchy, expressive drawings of his animal community help to reinforce the mild, indulgent humor of his story about Herb, the rabbit who takes it upon himself to organize a hurricane alarm system although there are some who pooh-pooh his efforts on the grounds that he just wants to be running something. The system relies upon a lookout seagull doing three loop-the-loops, at which point a squirrel in the treetops drops a sunflower into the stream and a frog by the waterfall pulls a rope which rings Herb's bell. So it's no surprise that there are malfunctions and that Herb leaves home in disgrace after two false alarms. But as this is a likably goodnatured tale it's just as unsurprising when Herb's nephews frighten the community with a simulated hurricane in order to restore their uncle to general favor, and when -- on top of all that commotion -- a real rip-roaring storm does blow through and make Herb a hero. Unaffectedly breezy, affectionately bemused.