This is a story about a little boy in Connecticut one summer in 1947... a period of time before television, when summers were for exploring, and scientific research was the pinnacle of respectability....who finds a tiny baby mole and feeds it from a box of breakfast cereal. This virtually non-nutritious cereal, hyped by its manufacturers in a most obnoxious manner, is described by Lawson in a way that will make even a jaded 21st Century consumer smile. Unbeknownst to everyone, the box of cereal fed to the mole is filled with pure Vitamin X. The Vitamin X should have been distributed in thousands of cereal boxes, but due to the mistake of Mr. Twigg, an employee at the cereal company, it all ends up in our hero's box.

What happens to the little mole as he eats the cereal, day after day, is the heart of this delightful story. The artwork is as funny as this preposterous story.