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See - https://archive.org/details/littlejackrabfox00cory - - - - - -LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX - - - * * * * * * - - _LITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS_ - (Trademark Registered) - - BY - DAVID CORY - - LITTLE JACK RABBIT’S ADVENTURES - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE SQUIRREL BROTHERS - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND CHIPPY CHIPMUNK - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE BIG BROWN BEAR - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND PROFESSOR CROW - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND OLD MAN WEASEL - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MR. WICKED WOLF - LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND HUNGRY HAWK - - * * * * * * - - - [Illustration: “Now Be Friendly,” Coaxed Danny Fox. - _Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox. Frontispiece--(Page 10)_] - - -Little Jack Rabbit Books -(Trademark Registered) - -LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX - -by - -DAVID CORY - -Author of -Little Jack Rabbit’s Adventures -Little Jack Rabbit and the Squirrel Brothers -Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy Chipmunk -Little Jack Rabbit and the Big Brown Bear - -Illustrated by H. S. Barbour - - - - - - - - -New York -Grosset & Dunlap -Publishers -Made in the United States of America - -Copyright, 1921, by -Grosset & Dunlap - - - - -CONTENTS - - - PAGE - - THE INVITATION 9 - THE FARMER’S BOY 13 - THE ESCAPE 17 - DANNY FOX IS DISCOVERED 20 - THE ALARM 24 - THE KIND WILLOW TREE 28 - TWO OLD RASCALS 32 - FOOTPRINTS 36 - THE TRAP 40 - HOME AGAIN 44 - TEDDY TURTLE 48 - HUNGRY HAWK 52 - THE ESCAPE 56 - THE POPCORN PARTY 59 - A TIGHT PLACE 63 - “NOW I’VE GOT YOU!” 67 - A LUCKY WIGGLE 71 - TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE 75 - SAFE! 79 - TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE HAS A DREAM 82 - THE TUNNEL 86 - MORE TROUBLE 90 - BANG, BANG, BANG! 93 - THE SNOW FLAKE BROTHERS 97 - THE STORM 101 - MRS. COW 104 - THE STRAW PILE 107 - SQUIRREL NUTCRACKER 111 - WINTER TIME 114 - THE SNOWMAN 118 - FOX HUNTING 122 - - - - -LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX - -THE INVITATION - - -One morning as Little Jack Rabbit looked out of his house in the Old -Bramble Patch, whom should he see but Danny Fox peeking out from behind -the Big Chestnut Tree. - -Now Little Jack Rabbit knew that Danny Fox was not there for any good -purpose. No, sir. Whenever Danny Fox was around there was sure to be -trouble. So Little Jack Rabbit hopped back into his burrow to tell Mrs. -Rabbit. - -“Well, you keep a lookout from the front door,” she said, “and I’ll -stand watch at the kitchen door. If Danny Fox thinks he’s going to get -the better of the rabbit family he’s very much mistaken,” and Mrs. John -Rabbit gave her head a jerk and her pink nose a million twinkles. - -“Oh, how I hate that dreadful Danny Fox! I wish your father hadn’t gone -out so early this morning.” - -Little Jack Rabbit hopped back to the front door and looked over to the -Shady Forest. But, oh, dear me! Just then up jumped Danny Fox right in -front of him. - -“Good morning,” he said, licking his lips with his great red tongue. -“How is my little fat bunny this morning?” - -“I haven’t got any time to talk,” answered Little Jack Rabbit, backing -into the house. - -“Now be friendly,” coaxed Danny Fox, coming closer. “I’ve come all the -way from my den on the hillside to talk to you this beautiful morning.” - -“All right,” answered the little rabbit; “but stay where you are or -I’ll go inside and close the door.” - -“That’s not a nice way to speak when I’ve come to ask you to take -dinner with us,” replied Danny Fox. “My little boys, Slyboots and -Bushytail, want you to come, and Mrs. Fox has made a lovely carrot -stew.” - -Then Danny Fox sat down and, folding his front paws across his fur -waistcoat, looked so kindly at the little bunny that I’m sorry to say -he answered, “I’ll come!” before he really thought it over. If he had -only gone inside the house to ask his mother. But he didn’t. He never -even thought of it, but put on his cap and followed that wicked old -robber into the Shady Forest just as though he was his best friend. - - Now everybody don’t get scared - ’Cause little Jackie Rabbit dared - Go out to dine with Danny Fox - Inside his den amid the rocks. - - Just wait to see what happens when - They get outside the Shady Glen. - Perhaps a kind and loving friend - Some needed help will quickly send. - - - - -THE FARMER’S BOY - - -As Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox came to the Duck Pond, whom should -they see but the Farmer’s Boy sitting by the Old Mill polishing his gun. - -Danny Fox stopped short. He had meant to slip around by the bushes and -across the Sunny Meadow to his den on the woody hillside. But the sight -of that gun made him change his mind. - -Now Mr. Merry Sun knew something was wrong as soon as he saw Little -Jack Rabbit with Danny Fox. He knew if anybody went with that old -robber something mighty unpleasant would surely happen. So kind Mr. -Merry Sun sent one of his bright beams dancing along the shiny gun -barrel to dazzle the Farmer Boy’s eyes, who turned his head toward the -Shady Forest. - -Goodness me! When he saw Danny Fox he swung the gun to his shoulder and -pulled the trigger. Bang! it went, almost kicking him over. - -Ping! and the bullet struck the tree close to Little Jack Rabbit. Away -went Danny Fox in one direction, and away hopped the little rabbit in -the other. - -“Come, Sic’em!” cried the Farmer’s Boy, running after Danny Fox. - -The old dog, with his nose close to the ground, ran swiftly across the -Sunny Meadow and up the hillside. When he came to the pile of rocks he -stopped short and began to bark. - -“Is he there, old scout?” asked the Farmer’s Boy. - -“Wow, wow, wow!” answered Old Sic’em. - -“Oh dear, oh dear!” whispered Mrs. Fox, “do you think they’ll get us?” - -Danny Fox laughed, but not very loud. He didn’t want the Farmer’s -Boy to hear him. “Never fear, my dear. I’ve rolled a great big stone -against the front door. Old Sic’em is all bark. At the same time, it’s -not very pleasant to have enemies so close to the house. Where are -Slyboots and Bushytail?” - -“They are out playing. Do you think anything can happen to them?” -answered Mrs. Fox anxiously. - -“Not while the Farmer’s Boy is pounding on the front door,” replied -Danny Fox. “They won’t come home while he’s around.” - -“I’m going back for a shovel,” said the Farmer’s Boy to himself, and he -ran over to the Old Mill, leaving Sic’em still digging away. He knew -Sic’em would keep Danny Fox in his den until he got back. Old Sic’em -was a good hunter and wouldn’t leave. That’s what the Farmer’s Boy -thought as he hurriedly picked up the shovel and started back for the -hillside. - - - - -THE ESCAPE - - -But something had happened while he had been gone. Little Jack Rabbit -had hopped along the edge of the Shady Forest almost up to where Old -Sic’em was digging out Danny Fox’s front door. - -Just then the old dog had stopped to rest and, looking around, saw the -little rabbit. In a second he forgot all about Danny Fox. Down the -Sunny Meadow, across the Bubbling Brook, around in a great circle, he -chased the little bunny until he finally popped into his burrow in the -Old Bramble Patch. - -Of course, when the Farmer’s Boy returned to Danny Fox’s house, there -was no Sic’em to be seen anywhere. And there wasn’t any Danny Fox, nor -Mrs. Fox, either, in the den. - -But the Farmer’s Boy didn’t know that. Oh, my no! He hadn’t seen them -creep out when Old Sic’em ran after the little rabbit. He just set to -work with his shovel and dug away until he reached Danny Fox’s house. -But there was nobody home. No, indeed. The Fox House was empty. - -The Farmer’s Boy was mad. Of course he was. He had dug and dug and dug -until his arms ached, and when he had finally reached the place where -he hoped to find Danny Fox, there wasn’t any Danny Fox. It was enough -to make any boy mad. - -And where do you suppose Danny Fox and Mrs. Fox were all this time? -Why, they were in the Shady Forest with Bushytail and Slyboots. - -“We must find another home,” said Danny Fox. “It won’t do to go back to -the old one.” - -“No, indeed,” sighed Mrs. Fox; “there’s nothing left but a pile of sand -and stones.” - -“I know of a nice place,” cried Slyboots. “Shall I show it to you?” - -“Yes,” answered Danny Fox. Then Slyboots led them to a cave in the -Shady Forest. It was under a ledge of rocks on a little rise of ground. -Big trees and thick bushes grew all around it. It was so hidden from -sight that Danny Fox was almost glad they had lost their old home. - -“This is very fine, my son,” he said, turning to Slyboots. “It’ll be a -long time before anyone finds out where we live.” - - - - -DANNY FOX IS DISCOVERED - - -Old Sic’em, the Kind Farmer’s dog, was sound asleep, his head half -through the round front door of his little house in the old farm yard. - -But as soon as he heard the thumpty-thump of Little Jack Rabbit’s feet, -he woke up mighty quick. Maybe he thought a tramp was coming down the -road, and maybe he didn’t. - -“Hello, Sic’em!” said the little rabbit. He wasn’t afraid, you know, -for the old dog was fastened with a chain, one end to his collar and -the other to the little dog-house. - -“Good morning,” answered Old Sic’em, opening his mouth to yawn, for it -was lazy work lying there all day, except when the Kind Farmer took him -to the village. - -Just then whom should the little rabbit see but Danny Fox sneaking -behind the trees. Now it had been a long time since that old robber had -been around, for something dreadful had happened to him. Yes, sir! Old -Danny Fox had lost a bit of his long bushy tail. - -You see, it had happened on the night he had tiptoed softly through the -Shady Forest, along the Old Rail Fence, over the Sunny Meadow, to the -farmyard. - -Mrs. Moon shone bright and clear and Billy Breeze whistled a gentle -tune as Mr. Longtooth Rat looked around the corner of the barn and saw -Danny Fox creeping up to the chicken house. - -“He, he!” laughed the old robber rat to himself, “Cocky Doodle and -Henny Penny had better look out.” And then he began to laugh some more. -I guess he didn’t care what happened to the Kind Farmer’s chickens. - -Well, closer and closer crept the old robber fox, searching with -his quick eyes here and there and everywhere for an opening. But he -couldn’t find any, for the Kind Farmer had locked the door and nailed -little pieces of tin over the big cracks and holes in the boards. - -“I’ll have to dig a tunnel under the door,” said the old fox to -himself, and he started in to dig away, and pretty soon he was half-way -in. - -All this time Mr. Longtooth Rat had been squinting through a crack in -the barn, but when finally he could see only the tip of Danny Fox’s -bushy tail, he called to his wife: - -“Look, look! my dear! Danny Fox is almost inside the Henhouse!” - -“You don’t mean to say you’ve been standing here all this time without -giving warning?” exclaimed Mrs. Longtooth Rat sharply. “Gracious me, -I’m surprised you’re such a coward.” - - - - -THE ALARM - - -“You don’t mean to stand here and let Danny Fox steal Henny Penny and -Cocky Doodle and maybe Ducky Waddles?” almost shouted Mrs. Longtooth -Rat, as Danny Fox’s hind feet threw back the dirt from the tunnel he -was digging under the Henhouse. - -“Well, what can I do about it?” asked Mr. Longtooth Rat. - -“What can you do?” answered his wife angrily. “You can run into the -farmhouse and tell Old Sic’em.” - -You see, the Kind Farmer was away, and his wife was all alone, so she -kept Old Sic’em in the house at night. - -“All right,” answered the old rat, and he ran softly across the -barnyard, under the back porch, and through a hole into the kitchen. -As soon as Old Sic’em learned what was the matter, he ran upstairs and -woke up the farmer’s wife. - -The very first thing she did was to look out of the window. Of course, -you know what she saw. But if you don’t, I’ll tell you. It was Danny -Fox’s tail sticking out of the hole under the door of the Henhouse. - -It didn’t take her a minute to softly open the kitchen door and let -out Old Sic’em, and before Danny Fox could back out from under the -Henhouse, the old watchdog had him by his long bushy tail. - -My goodness! What a jump Danny Fox gave. But Old Sic’em held on. Then -Danny Fox gave another jump, and this time he got away, for Old Sic’em -had only a few teeth. But just the same, Danny Fox left the tip of his -beautiful bushy tail behind him. - -“You’re a good dog,” said the farmer’s wife, patting Old Sic’em. “If -you had all your teeth that old fox never would have pulled away.” - -Then she went into the house, but not back to bed, for Mr. Merry Sun -was just getting up and it was early morning. - - “Cock-a-doodle-do, - The grass is wet with dew. - Come, give the Henhouse key a turn - And we will catch the early worm,” - -sang Cocky Doodle. - -I guess the Kind Farmer’s wife understood him, for she came back and -unlocked the door. Then she sprinkled corn on the ground for the -chickens’ breakfast, and after that she milked Mrs. Cow, who was -waiting at the pasture fence. - -“Gracious me!” exclaimed Henny Penny, almost falling into the hole -which Danny Fox had made. And she began to cackle so loudly that Cocky -Doodle forgot all about his breakfast. - -“You can thank me that Danny Fox didn’t get in your house,” said Mrs. -Longtooth Rat. “I made Mr. Longtooth tell Old Sic’em just in time. If I -had waited another minute, it would have been too late.” - - - - -THE KIND WILLOW TREE - - -Well, to go back to Little Jack Rabbit and Old Sic’em, who were -watching Danny Fox sneak through the trees, as I mentioned two stories -ago. - -“Oh dear me! There is that dreadful fox again,” sighed the little bunny -boy. - -“You don’t mean it!” exclaimed the old watchdog, and he told the little -rabbit all that I’ve just told you. And when he had finished, he went -inside his little doghouse and brought out the tip of Danny Fox’s -beautiful bushy tail. - -Just then the Kind Farmer whistled from the woodpile, and away hopped -the little rabbit to hide in the long meadow grass. - -All of a sudden he met Timmy Meadowmouse near his little round house of -woven grass, fastened on three stiff stalks. - -“Helloa, Little Jack Rabbit. Are you hiding from somebody?” Just then, -oh dear me! a big snake crawled out of the ground and away went the -little meadowmouse, and away hopped the little bunny, and if Bobbie -Redvest hadn’t told me, I don’t believe I ever would have found out -where they did go. - -Well, by and by, after a while, Little Jack Rabbit came to the Old Duck -Pond where Granddaddy Bullfrog sat on his log all day fishing for flies -and tiny fishes. Just overhead hung the old willow tree in which little -Mrs. Oriole had her nest, fastened like an old stocking to one of the -drooping branches. - -And if I stop a minute to think, I guess I’ll remember some more -friends of the little rabbit. Why, of course. There was Teddy Turtle, -who carried his little shell house around with him all the time, and -the little Freshwater Crab, and Mrs. Darning Needle, skimming over the -water like an airship. - -The little rabbit stopped under the shady willow tree and looked about -him. It was a warm day and very still, for Billy Breeze had fallen -asleep somewhere in the Shady Forest. - -Pretty soon Granddaddy Bullfrog dozed off and Mrs. Oriole sang softly -to her little ones: - - “Little birds within the nest - Some day you will fly away. - Then the weeping willow tree - To the meadow grass will say; - - “‘Oh, I feel so lonely now, - An empty nest hangs from my bough. - Must I wait until the Spring - To hear the little birdies sing?’” - -And wasn’t Little Jack Rabbit surprised to hear the Willow Tree finish -the song. - -“Do you remember how you once hid me with your drooping branches from -Danny Fox?” he asked. - -And the kind willow tree answered softly: “Yes, Little Jack Rabbit.” - - - - -TWO OLD RASCALS - - -Danny Fox was having a very hard time of it. You see, the ground was -all covered with snow and wherever he went he left his footprints. And -these telltale footprints showed just where he had been. And this was -just what he didn’t want people to know. - -No, siree, he didn’t want the Kind Farmer to find his footprints in the -Old Barn Yard. That would be a dreadful giveaway. It would certainly -show that Danny Fox had been after a nice fat hen, and Danny Fox didn’t -want anybody, least of all the Kind Farmer, to know that. - -Yes, sir, Danny Fox was having a hard time. The door of the Henhouse -was so tightly closed at night that he couldn’t push it open, and the -ground frozen so hard that he couldn’t dig underneath it. Now what was -Danny Fox to do? - -Every night when he came home Slyboots and Bushytail would say, “What -have you brought to eat, daddy dear?” - -And Mrs. Fox would say: “There is nothing in the cupboard; nothing at -all!” - -All this would make Danny Fox feel very badly. But feeling sorry -doesn’t keep one from feeling hungry. So he would answer, “I thought -perhaps you might have had better luck, but as the cupboard is empty, -I’ll go out and try again.” - -One night as he was prowling around the Big Red Barn he came to a hole. -It wasn’t a very big hole. It was just large enough for him to push in -his long thin nose and see what was going on. - -There sat Mr. Longtooth Rat eating his supper of corn. - -“Good evening,” said Danny Fox. - -“Won’t you come in?” said Mr. Longtooth Rat with a grin. - -“Bah!” retorted Danny Fox with a snarl, “don’t talk nonsense.” He knew -Mr. Longtooth Rat was making fun of him, for how could he squeeze -through a hole that was only just large enough for his head? - -“Don’t lose your temper,” said Mr. Longtooth Rat. “I might do you a -favor.” - -“What kind of a favor?” asked Danny Fox suspiciously. - -“Come around tomorrow night,” answered the old rat. “By that time I’ll -be able to gnaw off the wooden latch on the Henhouse door.” - -“All right,” replied Danny Fox, “I’ll be back tomorrow night,” and he -trotted off to his den among the rocks. - - Sometimes the very best of plans - Go wrong, and we get cross - To find that we must start anew, - And often at a loss. - - - - -FOOTPRINTS - - -As soon as Mr. Longtooth Rat had finished his supper he went over to -the Henhouse. You see, he was going to keep his promise to Danny Fox to -gnaw off the wooden latch. - -Mr. Longtooth Rat was not a very nice sort of a person, although he was -going to do a favor for Danny Fox. The truth of the matter is that Mr. -Longtooth Rat was very willing to have Danny Fox steal the chickens, -for then more corn would be left for Mrs. Rat and himself. So you see -he wasn’t really doing Danny Fox a favor at all. - -But when Mr. Longtooth Rat reached the Henhouse, to his surprise he -found that instead of the old wooden latch there was a bright new iron -one on the door. - -“Who could have put it there?” he asked himself. “I don’t understand it -at all. It wasn’t on yesterday.” - -There was nothing to do about it, so Mr. Longtooth Rat went back to the -barn. Perhaps he might think of a way to get into the Henhouse before -Danny Fox came the next evening. - -Of course, Henny Penny and Cocky Doodle knew nothing of all this. Oh, -my, no! If they had they would have been dreadfully worried. But the -next morning while standing in the sun close to the High Haystack the -Kind Farmer gave a loud whistle. - -“Whew! There’s been a fox around here. Look at his footprints!” - -“Dear me,” clucked little Henny Penny. - -“We must all be careful,” crowed Cocky Doodle. - -Just then the Farmer’s Wife came out of the kitchen door. - -“Sure enough,” she said, walking around to the rear of the Big Red Barn -where Danny Fox had been the night before. - -“He tried to get in there,” said the Farmer, pointing to the hole in -the boards which led to Mr. Longtooth’s house. “I guess I’ll nail a -board over it,” and he went over to the Toolhouse for a hammer and -nails. - -“I wish Danny Fox had stayed away,” said Mr. Longtooth Rat when he -heard what the Farmer meant to do. “I won’t have any front door in a -few minutes just on account of that thieving old fox.” - -Then Mr. Longtooth Rat scowled and grumbled some more, forgetting what -a thief he was and how willing he had been to open the Henhouse door -for Danny Fox. - -Yes, sir! When people are willing to help others steal it is because -they are stealing things for themselves. - - It is a sin to steal a pin, - A chicken or a goose. - So keep that fox home in his box. - Oh, pray, don’t let him loose. - - - - -THE TRAP - - -That evening Mrs. Fox said to Danny Fox as he started off for the Old -Farm Yard: - -“Be sure, my dear, to bring home a chicken.” - -“Bring back two,” cried Bushytail and Slyboots, as their father trotted -away in the bright moonlight. - -It was very still and quiet; only the rustle of the dry leaves on the -trees broke the stillness as the old fox ran swiftly down the hillside -over to the Shady Forest. At last he came to the Old Farm Yard. -Stealing around to the rear of the Big Red Barn, he looked up and down, -from one side to the other, but where was Mr. Longtooth Rat’s front -door? - -“Can I have made a mistake?” said Danny Fox, creeping around the -corner. But there was no hole there, either. Danny Fox was puzzled. -Yes, indeed, he certainly was puzzled. It was only last night that he -had been here, and now, where was the entrance to Mr. Rat’s house? - -He was just about to leave when he heard Mr. Longtooth Rat’s voice. It -came from the other side of the wall. - -“Yes, my dear,” Mr. Longtooth Rat was saying to his wife, “we have lost -our front door, and all on account of that old thieving Danny Fox.” - -“Be careful what you say about me,” snarled Danny Fox, pressing his -nose close to the boards. - -“Be careful of what, you old red robber?” squeaked Mr. Longtooth Rat. -“You’d better be careful!” - -Goodness me! No sooner had he spoken than something snapped under Danny -Fox’s foot. Danny Fox was caught. Yes, sir, his foot was caught in a -trap. Pull as hard as he could, he couldn’t get it out. - -What would Mrs. Fox think when he didn’t come home? What would -Bushytail and Slyboots say when there was no Daddy Fox at breakfast? - -He pulled and tugged. But, oh dear me. He couldn’t get his foot out. -Slowly the night passed, and Cocky Doodle sang his early morning -“Cock-a-doodle-do.” - -Betsy the Old Gray Mare whinnied in her stall and Cocky Doodle sang -over again his “cock-a-doodle-do.” Mr. Merry Sun got out of bed and -began to climb up the sky. It grew lighter and pretty soon Henny Penny -cackled over her new-laid egg. - -Danny Fox gave another tug. Then he looked carefully at the trap. In -the dim light he made out a rope fastened to the barn. The next moment -Danny Fox was gnawing that rope as fast as he could. At last it broke -and he hobbled away, holding up his right forepaw, which was still fast -in the iron jaws of the trap. - - - - -HOME AGAIN - - -It took him a long time to reach home. You see, he had only three -legs to walk on. His foot hurt him dreadfully, and his leg grew tired -holding up the heavy trap. At last, when he came to his den, he was -ready to drop. - -Now, as soon as Mrs. Fox had looked the trap over carefully, she knew -she never could force apart the strong iron jaws that held Danny Fox’s -poor foot, but she did think there might be some other way. - -The trap was very old and the spring rusty, and the more Mrs. Fox -looked at it the more hopeful she became. - -“Bring me a stone, Slyboots,” she cried. Carefully placing part of the -trap on the front doorstep, she hit the old spring several hard blows. -Crack! it went, and the trap fell apart. Danny Fox pulled out his foot -without any trouble at all. - -“There, you’re free,” said Mrs. Fox, laying down the stone. “I hope -next time you’ll be more careful where you put your feet.” - -Danny Fox didn’t reply. He was too busy rubbing his sore ankle, while -the two little foxes hugged him, delighted at seeing him out of danger. - -Presently Mrs. Fox found some salve to rub on his foot. She felt sorry -for Daddy, you may be sure. It was only in kindness she had said she -hoped he would be more careful next time where he put his feet. - -“But what have we got to eat?” sighed poor tired Danny Fox. - -“You were gone so long, Daddy,” answered Mrs. Fox, with a laugh, “that -I went out on a little hunt all by myself. Wait, and I’ll show you what -I brought home.” - -In a minute she came back from the kitchen with a plump young chicken. -“This is what I found,” she said. “It was a naughty chicken to roost in -a tree instead of going to bed in the Henhouse. But it’s lucky for us.” - -“Where did you go?” asked Danny Fox, curiously. - -“Back of the Old Mill,” answered Mrs. Fox. “I think it’s one of the -chickens belonging to the Miller’s Boy. He takes very poor care of -them. Perhaps we may be able to get another.” - -In a little while supper was ready and the Fox family sat down to the -table, happy and contented now that Daddy Fox was home safe and sound. - - - - -TEDDY TURTLE - - - A turtle goes much slower - Than an old sea-going hack. - He never has to hurry home - For his house is on his back, - -sang Bobbie Redvest as Little Jack Rabbit hopped down the Old Cow Path -in the Sunny Meadow. - -“I wonder what I’ll do to-day?” the little bunny asked himself, when -all of a sudden, along came Teddy Turtle with his little shell bungalow -on his back, for Teddy Turtle always carries it with him, rain or -shine, anywhere and everywhere. Yes, sir, that little turtle is very -lucky; he never is forced to move out on the first of May, nor is -there any unkind landlord to bother him. - -“Where are you going?” asked the little rabbit. - -“Down to the Old Duck Pond. Come along. We’ll make a call on Granddaddy -Bullfrog.” - -“Very well,” answered the little rabbit, “I’ve nothing to do this -morning. I’ll come along.” - -Then off they started, Teddy Turtle crawling slowly down the path, and -Little Jack Rabbit hopping along, now and then sitting down to wait for -the little turtle to catch up to him. By and by, Little Jack Rabbit -said: - -“Don’t you ever get tired carrying your house about with you? You’re -just like a moving van.” - -“Oh, I’m used to it,” answered Teddy Turtle. “When I go out in the -morning I don’t have to worry about getting back to the house by supper -time.” - -“Ha, ha!” laughed the little rabbit. “Your head sticks out of the front -door and your tail through the kitchen door!” - -But, Oh dear me. He was so taken up with the little turtle that he -didn’t notice a big, black shadow on the path. But Teddy Turtle did. -Oh, my yes! - -“Look out!” he shouted, “here comes Hungry Hawk!” And he pulled his -head in through the front door and his tail in through the back door, -and all you could see was a little shell house on the meadow grass. - - [Illustration: Little Jack Rabbit Meets Teddie Turtle. - _Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox. Page 48_] - -And the little rabbit? He hopped into a hollow stump so quickly that -Hungry Hawk had to knock three times before Teddy Turtle dared to -squint out of his little shell house. - -Pretty soon Hungry Hawk rapped again on the old hollow stump. - - Rat-a-tat-tat! went Hungry Hawk - On the door of the Hollow Stump. - The Bunny Boy’s heart beat pitter pat, - And his knees went bumpity, bump! - - - - -HUNGRY HAWK - - -“I didn’t mean any harm. I just flew down from the blue sky to say -‘Howdy!’” said Hungry Hawk in a low voice. - -Little Jack Rabbit was too out of breath to speak. And, anyway, he was -too busy thinking how he was ever to get out, for there stood that old -robber bird close by, ready to pounce on him at any moment. - -“I don’t believe you,” at last answered the little rabbit. “And I’m not -coming out while you’re around.” - -Hungry Hawk made no reply, but sat down and preened his feathers. By -and by who should come along but Danny Fox. - -“Hello, Hungry Hawk, what are you doing?” - -“Howdy, Danny Fox, what are _you_ doing?” replied the old bird. - -“Oh, just taking a walk,” answered Danny Fox, squinting into the -opening in the old hollow tree. “I don’t see anything, but I smell -rabbit.” - -“Well, that’s as far as you’ll get,” answered Hungry Hawk. “I’m going -to pull that little rabbit out of that tree and eat him, and I’m not -inviting anybody to dine with me, either.” - -Now this made Danny Fox very angry, but he only grinned and said: -“You’ll never get him out unless I help you.” - -“How’s that?” inquired Hungry Hawk. - -“Because,” answered Danny Fox, with a bigger grin than ever, “I’ll eat -Hawk first and Rabbit after,” and he made a jump for the old bird, -catching him by the tail. - -My goodness, how the fur and feathers flew! Yes, siree! It certainly -was some fight. - -At first Danny Fox was on top. Pretty soon Hungry Hawk squirmed away -and dug his sharp claws into Danny Fox’s fur overcoat. But Danny Fox -never let go of the old hawk’s tail. - -After a while Hungry Hawk said: “Suppose we stop and talk it over.” So -they let go of each other and sat down. Hungry Hawk was pretty well -mussed up and Danny Fox’s hair looked as if it had been combed the -wrong way. - -“I’ll help you get the little rabbit if you’ll let me help you eat -him,” said Danny Fox. - -“All right,” agreed the old hawk, “but how shall we get him out of the -tree?” - -“I’m going to smoke him out,” answered Danny Fox. “You wait here while -I run home and get my pipe. I’ll puff tobacco smoke into that hollow -tree until that little rabbit either hops out or chokes to death.” - - - - -THE ESCAPE - - -“Hurry up,” said Hungry Hawk. “I’ll keep watch while you’re gone.” - -“Well, there goes one old robber,” thought the little rabbit. “Now, if -I could only get rid of the other,” and he wiggled his pink nose and -scratched his ear; pretty soon he thought of a way. - -“Mr. Hawk, if you and Danny Fox will let me go, I’ll tell you -something.” (You see, the little rabbit was pretending he didn’t know -that the old fox had gone after the pipe.) - -“What is it?” asked Hungry Hawk. - -“There’s a nice fat squirrel in this tree,” answered the little rabbit. -“I’ll drive him out of the back door if you’ll promise to let me go.” - -“All right,” replied Hungry Hawk; “but wait a minute till I talk it -over with Danny Fox,” and he made believe he was whispering to that old -robber. - -“Drive out the squirrel; we’ll let you go,” said Hungry Hawk. - -Then Little Jack Rabbit made enough racket to drive out an elephant. -“I’ve pushed him half through the back door,” he shouted, “but I can’t -shove him any farther. Come around and pull him out.” - -Hungry Hawk ran around to the back of the tree. Quicker than a wink -Little Jack Rabbit hopped through the front door, over the Sunny -Meadow, lipperty-clip, clipperty-lip, straight for the Old Bramble -Patch. - -And maybe Danny Fox wasn’t angry when he got back to the hollow tree -with his big corncob pipe and tobacco pouch! - -“You silly old bird, to let a little rabbit fool you,” he cried when -Hungry Hawk told him what had happened. - -Then he lighted his pipe and sat down to have a smoke. - -“Next time I’ll do my rabbit hunting alone,” he growled. - -“And so will I,” said Hungry Hawk, spreading his wings and flying away. - - - - -THE POPCORN PARTY - - -Danny Fox couldn’t forget how he and Hungry Hawk had been fooled by -Little Jack Rabbit. The more he thought about it, the angrier he grew. -To think that a little bunny had got the better of them! Well, well, -well! It certainly was enough to make any fox mad. - -“I’ll get him yet,” said Danny Fox. “I’ll catch him if it takes a year -and a day!” - -And the old fox meant what he said, for he was having a hard time of it -nowadays. The Big Farmer kept close watch and locked his chickens in -the Henhouse every night. Besides, Danny Fox hadn’t forgotten about -the steel trap. He was afraid to venture again in the Farm Yard--there -might be another trap hidden somewhere. - -One day he had a bright idea. There was a little log cabin in the Shady -Forest. It had a nice door and three windows, a chimney of red brick, -and a big fireplace. It was empty--nobody had lived in it for some -time. He would give a popcorn party, and invite Little Jack Rabbit. - -That very evening he sent out invitations to Chippy Chipmunk, Squirrel -Nutcracker, Busy Beaver and Peter Possum. Everybody was asked to come -to the Popcorn Party. - -At first Little Jack Rabbit was afraid to accept, but when he found -that everyone was invited, he persuaded himself that Danny Fox was -just trying to be friendly. At the same time he made up his mind to -keep both eyes wide open, for after all there was no telling what that -old fox might do. No indeed! - -At last the day for the party arrived, and the little Log Cabin was -filled to overflowing. After the corn was popped the fire was allowed -to die down, and everybody sat around and had a feast. - -But, oh dear me! All of a sudden, without any warning, Danny Fox made -a jump for the little rabbit. And, oh dear me again! What a commotion -there was. Out of the windows and through the door went the Shady -Forest Folk--all but Little Jack Rabbit. He jumped up the chimney, and -not a wink too soon, either, for Danny Fox landed right on the spot -where he had been sitting. - -“Now I’ve got you,” cried that wicked old robber, sitting down on the -hearth. - -He didn’t care if the ashes got all over his beautiful long bushy tail. -No indeed. He didn’t care about that. All he thought of was how to -catch poor Little Jack Rabbit. - - - - -A TIGHT PLACE - - -Little Jack Rabbit certainly was in a fix. Here he was up in the -chimney with Danny Fox waiting for him down below. If there had only -been a ladder inside that chimney he could have climbed up to the top. -But there wasn’t, so all he could do was to sit on the little ledge of -bricks that extended around the inside a few feet above the hearth. - -At last Danny Fox said, “You might just as well come down. If you -don’t, I’ll build a fire and smoke you out.” - -“Where will you get the wood?” asked the little rabbit. - -“I don’t need any. I’ll burn up the popcorn box.” - -This made the little rabbit dreadfully nervous. Yes, indeed. - -“Are you coming down?” asked Danny Fox, with a growl. - -“I don’t know,” answered the poor, anxious little rabbit. “Give me time -to think it over, won’t you?” - -“If you take much longer,” answered Danny Fox with a cruel laugh, “I’ll -light a fire. That’ll make you think mighty quick, my pretty one.” - -“I’m afraid I’ll slip,” said the little rabbit, trying to gain time. - -“I’ll help you down,” answered Danny Fox, politely. - -“You’ll burn your feet in the hot ashes,” said Little Jack Rabbit. - -“I’ll sweep ’em out,” answered Danny Fox, picking up the hearth shovel -and broom. - -“The bricks are still hot,” went on the little rabbit. - -“No, they aren’t,” answered the old fox, stepping inside the fireplace, -“they’re only warm; they don’t burn my toes a bit.” - -“Well, then,” sighed poor Little Jack Rabbit, “I may as well come down.” - -“Come on,” said Danny Fox with a wicked grin. - -“It’s pretty high up. Come and help me,” said the little rabbit. - -Danny Fox walked into the fireplace and stood up on his hind legs. -His head came ’way up into the chimney and the soot blinded his eyes. -Before he knew what was going to happen, the little rabbit picked up a -loose brick and hit him a dreadful hard blow on the head. Down tumbled -the wicked old fox and down jumped the little rabbit and out of the Log -Cabin, straight away for the dear Old Bramble Patch. - -It took Mrs. Rabbit nearly an hour to clean the soot from his little -fur jacket. But she didn’t grumble. No indeed! She was only too glad to -have her precious bunny boy safe home again. - - - - -“NOW I’VE GOT YOU!” - - -One day Teddy Turtle had a narrow escape from Danny Fox. He was slowly -crawling down the Cow Path in the Sunny Meadow when whom should he meet -but that old robber. Danny Fox seemed much surprised, but that was only -because he was trying to fool the little turtle. You see, Danny Fox -had been hiding all the time behind a bush and only came out just when -Teddy Turtle crawled by. - -“Good morning,” said Danny Fox, with a grin. - -“Good morning,” replied Teddy Turtle from inside his little shell -house, for as soon as he had seen Danny Fox he had pulled in his head -and tail for safe keeping. - -“Where are you?” asked Danny Fox. “I don’t see you; I only see your -shell house.” - -“Well, I’m looking out of the window,” answered Teddy Turtle. But he -didn’t put his head out very far, let me tell you. - -Danny Fox stood very close, but he didn’t touch Mr. Teddy Turtle. Oh, -my, no! There wasn’t any use, for Teddy was safe inside his hard shell -house and Danny Fox knew he couldn’t pull him out. - -Pretty soon the old robber fox said, “Let’s go down to the Old Duck -Pond.” - -Now that was just where Teddy Turtle wanted to go, but he didn’t want -to go with Danny Fox. So he said instead, “I’ll stay here a while and -rest. I’m all tired out.” - -Now this was just what Danny Fox didn’t want to do, for as long as -Teddy Turtle stood still he could keep his head and tail inside his -shell, but as soon as he began to walk he had to poke out his head to -see where he was going, and stick his tail out behind to steer himself. - -“Oh, come along,” said Danny Fox, “you don’t want to stay here in the -path. Mrs. Cow may come along and step on you,” and the sly old fox -took a little bell out of his pocket and gave it a ting-a-ling. It -sounded just like the bell on Mrs. Cow’s collar. - -Teddy Turtle poked out his head and tail and started to crawl away, -but, quick as a wink, Danny Fox grabbed him by the tail. - -“Now I’ve got you! Now I’ve got you!” shouted that wicked old robber. - -“Let me go! Let me go!” cried Teddy Turtle. But Danny Fox wouldn’t. He -held on as tight as he could. He wouldn’t have let go for anything, for -that was the only way he could pull Teddy Turtle along, and he wanted -to take him home for supper. - - Turtle soup is very fine, - But, when you sit down to dine, - Don’t forget, dear girls and boys, - With your spoon to make no noise. - - - - -A LUCKY WIGGLE - - -It isn’t very pleasant to be dragged by your tail over bumps and -stones, especially by such a person as Danny Fox. Teddy Turtle didn’t -know what Danny Fox meant to do with him. If he had he would have been -frightened to death. - -You see, Danny Fox was hungry. Yes, siree, he was as hungry as three -bears. He couldn’t get a chicken because the Henhouse door was locked -and bolted. He couldn’t catch Little Jack Rabbit, for the little bunny -was too bright for him. So there was nothing for him to do but take -Teddy Turtle home with him. Mrs. Fox knew how to make Mock Turtle -Soup, and that was better than nothing! - -Now all this time Teddy Turtle was thinking mighty hard how to get -away. Yes, sir, he was scheming how to get his tail inside his shell -house once more. - -As they came to the Old Duck Pond he said, “Dip me in the water, or I -shall die of thirst!” - -Of course Danny Fox didn’t want him to die right away, so he leaned -over the bank and lowered Teddy Turtle into the water. But he put him -in only a little bit of a way. - -“Put me in deeper,” said Teddy Turtle, as Danny Fox was about to pull -him out, “I only got a little swallow.” - -So the old fox leaned ’way over the bank and dipped the little turtle -’way in till you couldn’t see him at all. - -Then, of course, his tail got wet, and pretty soon it got so slippery -that Danny Fox had to use both paws. And then the first thing Danny Fox -knew the little turtle gave a wiggle and a jiggle and pulled his tail -away, and with a splash that wet the old fox all over, he dived down to -the bottom of the pond, where he was safe at home in the soft mud. - -Danny Fox gave a snarl of disappointment, but the little turtle didn’t -hear him; but he blew up a few bubbles to tease the hungry old robber. - -“I don’t believe he’d have made good soup, anyway,” growled Danny Fox, -wiping his feet on the grass, for they were covered with mud. Then, -after wiping his eyes and face, he trotted off to the Shady Forest. - -Now as soon as Teddy Turtle reached the bottom of the Old Duck Pond, -he crawled along on the soft mud until he came to a little island, up -which he crawled till he was once more out of the water. - -“Ha, ha,” he said to himself as he saw Danny Fox far away on the -mainland, “I fooled you this time, you old robber!” - - [Illustration: Timmy Meadowmouse Tumbled Headlong Into Little Jack - Rabbit’s Front Door. - _Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox. Page 78_] - - - - -TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE - - -Now that the Sunny Meadow was covered with snow little Timmy -Meadowmouse had a hard time of it. If he wanted to go anywhere he had -to dig tunnels from his little house under the snow. Yes, sir. The -Sunny Meadow was full of little subways that Timmy Meadowmouse had made. - -It was pretty lonely ’way out on the meadow, so one day he started -to tunnel over to the Old Bramble Patch to see Little Jack Rabbit. -Besides, he wanted to eat the seeds in the little red balls that hang -from the wild rose bushes in the winter time. So he set to work on -his tunnel. By and by he climbed up a stiff stalk of meadowgrass and -pushed his head out of the snow. - -Goodness me! How Billy Breeze was blowing! As soon as Timmy Meadowmouse -had wiped the snow from his eyes, he saw the Old Bramble Patch not very -far away. - -“It wouldn’t take a minute to run over,” he said to himself. “It’s such -hard work digging through the snow.” - -Now, deep down in his heart, the little meadowmouse knew it was -dangerous to run out over the snow. As long as he stayed down in his -tunnels he was pretty safe. But to show himself when the only way he -could possibly get back to his little house was through some of the -small openings in the snow was very dangerous. - -Suppose Danny Fox, or Mr. Wicked Weasel, or Hungry Hawk, who are fond -of fat little meadowmice, should chase him over the snow. And suppose -he couldn’t get back to one of his subway entrances in time. - -Timmy Meadowmouse turned all these things over in his mind, and -then--yes, sir, he did--he pushed out through the snow and scampered -over to the Old Bramble Patch. - -But, oh dear me. He had gone only half way when up jumped Danny Fox, -who had been hiding by the Old Rail Fence. He had been lying there so -long that the snow had drifted over him, making him look just like a -snowpile. - -If Timmy Meadowmouse had only seen the old fox’s eyes through the snow. -But he hadn’t. But when the old robber jumped up, the poor little mouse -saw him all right. - -It was too late to turn back, so with a frightened squeak, he made for -the Old Bramble Patch. And just in time he ran in between the prickly -stems and stalks and tumbled headlong into Little Jack Rabbit’s front -door. - -“Oof! oof!” growled Danny Fox, who didn’t care to push through the -prickly briars, “I’ve lost a nice dinner.” - - - - -SAFE! - - -“Goodness me!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, as a cold blast of air and a -whirl of snowflakes came through the doorway, “What can be the matter?” - -“Oh, Little Jack Rabbit,” cried Timmy Meadowmouse, “I didn’t have time -to knock. I hardly had time to get in, for Danny Fox chased me right up -to the Old Bramble Patch.” - -“Is that dreadful fox around?” asked the little bunny. “We’ll be cooped -up here now for maybe a week, for I guess he’s pretty hungry if he -hunts for meadowmice.” - -“Oh, dear,” sighed the little meadowmouse, “I wish I’d stayed home,” -and he told the little rabbit how he had tunneled through the snow -until he was so tired that he had climbed up a stalk to look about him, -and, seeing the Old Bramble Patch so near, had foolishly run over the -snow instead of finishing his subway. - -“I never saw Danny Fox by the Old Rail Fence--not until he jumped out -when I was half way over. My! I thought I’d never reach the dear Old -Bramble Patch!” And Timmy Meadowmouse gave a sigh of relief. “Whew! I’m -all out of breath!” - -“Well, you stay here and make yourself at home,” said Little Jack -Rabbit. You see, he and Timmy Meadowmouse had always been good friends. - -“I suppose I can dig a tunnel back to where I left off,” said Timmy -Meadowmouse. “I might strike it and then again I mightn’t. It’s all -right when you start out from your own house. You can always get back -by just turning around. But now, goodness me! I might keep on for ever -and never get home.” - -“That’s right,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “You must have help. Wait -until tomorrow and I’ll find a way.” - -Pretty soon he went to the door and looked out. Danny Fox was nowhere -to be seen. So Timmy Meadowmouse went out in the Old Bramble Patch and -picked a red berry from a wild rose bush. Then he hurried back, for it -was very cold and Billy Breeze was whirling a cloud of snow over the -Sunny Meadow. - - - - -TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE HAS A DREAM - - -After bolting the front door, Little Jack Rabbit took Timmy Meadowmouse -into the kitchen where Mrs. John Rabbit was paring carrots for supper. -It was nice and warm, and Mrs. Rabbit looked so motherly in her big -pink gingham apron that the little meadowmouse couldn’t help saying to -the little rabbit, “I think your mother’s too sweet for anything.” - -Although he said it in a whisper, Mrs. Rabbit heard him just the same. -She must have, for she leaned right down and gave him a little piece of -carrot. - -By and by the kitchen door flew open and in hopped Mr. John Rabbit and -Brother Bobby Tail. They couldn’t speak for a few minutes they were so -out of breath. At last Mr. Rabbit said, “Danny Fox chased us all the -way home!” - -Mrs. Rabbit nearly dropped the dish of carrots on the nice clean floor. - -“Mercy me! It was only about two hours ago he chased Timmy Meadowmouse -into the Old Bramble Patch. My! but that old fox must be hungry!” - -“I guess he is,” replied Mr. Rabbit, hanging his fur cap on a peg -behind the door. Then he began to sing: - - “The chickens they stay - In the Henhouse all day; - And the bunnies don’t go - Very far in the snow. - - “Mr. Fox, you can’t snatch - From the Old Bramble Patch - A bunny or mouse. - We’re safe in the house; - - “We’ve fastened the latch - On our Old Bramble Patch!” - -That night Timmy Meadowmouse had a dreadful dream about Danny Fox. You -see, he couldn’t forget how that old robber had nearly caught him. As -long as he was awake, he knew he was perfectly safe in Little Jack -Rabbit’s house. But when he dropped off to sleep he didn’t dream about -being safe in the Old Bramble Patch. Oh, my, no! He dreamed that Danny -Fox was still chasing him, which, of course, was simply dreadful. - -All of a sudden, he rolled out of bed with a scream, which woke up the -whole Rabbit Family. Yes, it even gave Mr. John Rabbit a shiver, and -poor Mrs. Rabbit nearly fainted. - -By and by, however, they all went to sleep again, and everything was -quiet until morning, when Cocky Doodle over at the Big Farmyard woke -them up with his early Cock-a-doodle-do. - -After breakfast Little Jack Rabbit and Timmy Meadowmouse hopped over to -the edge of the Old Bramble Patch, where they cautiously peeped through -the tangled stalks to see if Danny Fox were around. But he was nowhere -in sight. - - - - -THE TUNNEL - - -“I don’t see him anywhere,” whispered Timmy Meadowmouse. - -“That doesn’t prove anything,” replied Little Jack Rabbit. “He may be -hiding some place where we can’t see him.” - -“Don’t you think I might run over the Sunny Meadow and look for the -entrance to my tunnel?” - -“No sir-e-e!” answered the little rabbit. “Suppose Danny Fox waited -until you had gone quite a way and then ran in between you and the Old -Bramble Patch. What would you do then?” - -“Oh, don’t talk about it,” replied the little meadowmouse with a -shiver. “But how am I to get back to my little house?” - -“Begin a tunnel from here,” answered Little Jack Rabbit. “I’ll keep a -bright lookout. If I see Danny Fox, you turn around and come back here.” - -“All right,” said Timmy Meadowmouse, and in a few minutes he had -burrowed down into the snow. - -“Don’t go too far at first,” advised Little Jack Rabbit. “You might not -be able to get back in time.” - -Timmy Meadowmouse didn’t answer, for his mouth was full of snow. - -“Be careful,” said Little Jack Rabbit, bending over the hole in the -snow down which the little meadowmouse had disappeared. - -Pretty soon, the little rabbit hopped out just beyond the Old Bramble -Patch and looked about him. Everything seemed all right. Mr. Merry Sun -was shining down from the cold blue sky and Billy Breeze was behaving -himself very well. Once in a while he blew snow in the little rabbit’s -eyes, but that was the way Billy Breeze played snowball, I guess. - -All of a sudden Timmy Meadowmouse’s head appeared above the snow. He -had climbed up a stalk of tough meadowgrass to see where he was going. - -“My! how you startled me!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, for Timmy -Meadowmouse’s head had almost bumped into him. - -“Would you dare hop over to that big tuft of grass sticking out of the -snow and tell me if you find a little hole in the snow close by?” - -“Is that where you left off tunneling and jumped out to run over to the -Old Bramble Patch?” asked the little rabbit. - -“I think so,” replied Timmy Meadowmouse, “but I was so frightened when -Danny Fox chased me that I can’t be sure.” - -“I don’t dare hop out much farther,” whispered Little Jack Rabbit. -“Billy Breeze may stir up a snow cloud and hide Danny Fox. I’m afraid -something dreadful may happen.” - - - - -MORE TROUBLE - - -Goodness me! No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Danny Fox -himself sprang out from behind a snowdrift. Down into his tunnel went -Timmy Meadowmouse and back into the Old Bramble Patch hopped the little -rabbit. - -But Danny Fox was no fool. No, sir-e-e! Instead of running after Little -Jack Rabbit, he commenced to dig for the little meadowmouse. My, how -the snow flew! - -Up and down rushed the old fox, digging here and digging there, and -if Timmy Meadowmouse hadn’t been pretty quick to run back through his -tunnel to the Old Bramble Patch, Danny Fox might have caught him. - -Of course, Timmy Meadowmouse couldn’t run any other way, for that was -the only place the tunnel led to. But he knew when he crawled out he -would be safe in the Old Bramble Patch. And that’s where Little Jack -Rabbit found him. - -“Another narrow escape,” he panted. “I declare, there’s no fun to be -had anywhere now that Danny Fox is hunting.” - -“I wish he’d hunt some other place,” said the little rabbit. - -Just then they heard the report of a gun. “What’s that?” asked Timmy -Meadowmouse. - -“It’s the Farmer’s Boy,” answered the little rabbit, peeking out -through the brambles. “I guess he hit Danny Fox, for there he goes -limping towards the Shady Forest.” - -“We’d better look out,” said Timmy Meadowmouse with a shiver. “Maybe -the Farmer’s Boy will come after us.” - -“You’re too small,” said Little Jack Rabbit, “but I’ll take good care -he doesn’t see me, on the Sunny Meadow.” - -Just then another shot was heard. “Goodness me!” said the little -rabbit, “maybe this time he’s killed Danny Fox!” - -“No, but he almost hit me!” cried Mr. Rabbit, popping into the Old -Bramble Patch. - -“You and the boys had better come inside,” said Mrs. Rabbit nervously -from the front door. “Brother Bobby Tail has just hopped into the -kitchen in a great hurry. He says the Farmer’s Boy is shooting at -everything he sees.” - - - - -BANG, BANG, BANG! - - -“I declare, I think it’s going to snow again,” said Mr. Rabbit, looking -out of the back door. - -Mr. Rabbit was right. Father Storm’s two small sons, Snow Flake and -Snow Drop, were flying here and there. Soon their little comrades by -the million were hurrying down from the gray sky, from which, only a -few hours before, Mr. Merry Sun was smiling. Over the Sunny Meadow they -came, along the Bubbling Brook, where Miss Pussy Willow stood looking -very cold and uncomfortable. - -“Let’s give her a warm muff!” shouted the Snow Flake Brothers, and in -a few minutes her little hands were warm again. - -They sprinkled the catkins of the alders with whiteness until they -looked like woolly lambs’ tails, and wrapped the birches and hazels in -long white dresses. - -“Let’s skate on the Old Duck Pond,” cried Snow Flake. Over the ice he -slid till his comrades were piled up against the Old Mill in long white -drifts. They hid in the water wheel and clung to the bending branches -of the willow trees until they looked like loosened skeins of yarn. - -“Come on!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, “I’ve got to have some fun, too!” -And he and Brother Bobby Tail hopped out of the Old Bramble Patch to -the Corn Field. - -Bang! Bang! Bang! The Farmer’s Boy certainly was shooting away at a -great rate, just as Bobby Tail had said. - -All the winter birds hid themselves in the Shady Forest. Little Sam -Kinglet, in his olive-gray suit, stopped picking for insect eggs in the -bark of the Old Chestnut Tree. Harry Nuthatch also stopped circling -like an acrobat around a limb. - -“I don’t feel hungry just now,” he said, “I’m tired of grubs,” and he -flew deep into the forest. And all the cheery little Chick-a-dees flew -out of the low bushes and winged their way into the quiet places of the -wood. - -“Gracious me!” exclaimed Mrs. Rabbit, “how that dreadful gun shakes the -house. I’m afraid the candlesticks will fall off the mantel,” and she -lifted them down and put them in a safe place. - -“Well, there’s one good thing about it all,” said Little Jack Rabbit -to Bobby Tail as they hopped through the snow-covered corn field, “Old -Danny Fox won’t be around again for some time.” - - “It’s safer at home when the bad farmer’s boy - Is tramping around with his gun. - No telling, I say, while he’s shooting away - His bullets of lead by the ton. - - “What might happen to us if we went for a stroll - Away from our warm kitchen stove. - We’ll stay in the house with the little gray mouse; - Just now it is no time to rove,” - -sang the old robber fox as he bolted his front door. - - - - -THE SNOW FLAKE BROTHERS - - -“Hurrah!” cried the little Snow Flakes as they hurried along on Billy -Breeze after the two little rabbits, “Let’s cover Mother Nature with a -big white comforter!” - -Down from the gray skies they came on their white wings, covering up -the shivering grasses in the Sunny Meadow and the trembling bushes by -the wayside. - -Bobbie Redvest as he hopped about picking up crumbs from the Kind -Farmer’s doorstep, thought they looked like the white petals that -blossomed in the orchard in the sweet springtime. - -Professor Jim Crow looked out from his safe retreat in the Shady -Forest to tell the little bunny brothers that the Old Clothes Man in -the cornfield would soon be a snowman! - - “Haw, haw! - Snowman or Scarecrow, - I don’t care; - I’d know a Scarecrow - Anywhere, - Caw, caw!” - -And he flapped his wings, shaking off the snowflakes that had sifted -through the branches, and laughed again, “Caw, caw, haw, haw, caw, caw!” - -Mr. Blue Jay stopped pecking at an acorn to listen. Then he gave a -laugh that sounded very much like Professor Jim Crow’s “Caw!” - - [Illustration: They Stuffed the Scarecrow With Snow. - _Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox. Page 99_] - -“Let’s make the Old Clothes Man into a regular Snowman,” said Little -Jack Rabbit. So they set to work, he and Brother Bobby Tail, and pretty -soon they had stuffed out the empty pantaloons with snow. Then they -filled the sleeves of the old coat and rounded out the vest. After that -they made a nice snowball head on which they placed the old silk hat. - -The Scarecrow now stood straight and cheerful. His arms and legs no -longer dangled in the wind. - -“Perhaps we can fool Professor Jim Crow,” said Brother Bobby Tail, and -off they both hopped to find the old professor bird. - -Billy Breeze tried his best to blow off the old silk hat, but the -Scarecrow Snowman wouldn’t let him. I guess he was afraid he’d catch -a cold in the head, although he didn’t seem to mind the snowflakes -dancing on the top until they slipped off, filling the brim with a -white drift that almost hid the old frayed ribbon. - - Oh, Billy Breeze, Billy Breeze, - You will make the Snowman sneeze. - If you blow his stovepipe off - He might get a dreadful cough. - - See how hard the poor man tries - With his hand to shield his eyes. - Billy Breeze, you’re not polite-- - Leave the hat on him to-night. - - - - -THE STORM - - -“Goodby,” cried Billy Breeze, seeing that he couldn’t blow off the old -silk hat, and he drove the Snow Flakes out of the Corn Field and down -the hillside. - -They filled up the bushes and thickets, the blackberry brambles along -the road, hid the roots of the wild grapevine and danced along the Old -Rail Fence, playing hide-and-seek in the knotholes. - -At last they came to the orchard. For a moment they stopped at the -gate. Then, in a whirling cloud they rushed through, covering the twigs -and branches with their frosty laces. - -“Let’s fill Bobbie Redvest’s nest,” they cried. Next, they swung back -and forth in little Mrs. Oriole’s nest that hung like an empty stocking -from the Old Elm Tree. - -“If it keeps on snowing like this, maybe we’d better start for home,” -said Little Jack Rabbit. - -“But we haven’t shown our Snowman to Professor Jim Crow,” said Brother -Bobby Tail. “Besides, we don’t care how hard it snows.” - -It wouldn’t have mattered so much if Billy Breeze had only been quiet. -But, you see, he wasn’t. He liked to play in the snow as much as any -little boy does. So he whistled and blew, making great drifts that hid -the Old Rail Fence and the bushes. - -Pretty soon the rabbit brothers couldn’t hop over them, but had to go -where the snow wasn’t so deep, and by and by they found themselves a -long way from the Tall Pine Tree where Professor Jim Crow lived. - -Billy Breeze was now blowing harder than ever, whirling the snow about -in every direction. All of a sudden Jack Frost nipped the little bunny -boys’ noses. - -“Let’s go home,” said Brother Bobby Tail. - -“You had better hurry,” said Bob White, who with his large family was -sitting in a tree, “it’s going to be a bad night,” and the next minute -he and Mrs. Bob and all the little Bobs dived headfirst into a snowbank -where they would be safe and warm from the icy breath of Billy Breeze. - - Hurry, hurry, Jackie Rabbit! - Bobby Tail, please hurry, too! - Or you’ll find that Billy Breeze - Will freeze you black and blue! - - - - -MRS. COW - - -It was lucky that before long the Bunny Brothers came to the Old Farm. -Goodness knows what might have happened if they hadn’t. Before they -knew where they were Billy Breeze blew them head over heels amid a -cloud of snow right into the Old Cow Shed. You see, it didn’t have any -door--it just leaned against the Big Red Barn, with the Hay Stack on -one side and the Corn Crib on the other. - -There stood Mrs. Cow chewing her cud. But she didn’t have to whisk her -tail. No, sir! There wasn’t a fly anywhere! - -“Helloa! What brings you two bunnies out such a day as this?” And Mrs. -Cow shook her head, making the little bell on her collar go ting-a-ling! - -“It was snowing only a little when we first started out,” answered -Little Jack Rabbit, trying to keep his teeth from chattering. - -“We turned the Scarecrow into a Snowman,” said Brother Bobby Tail, -stamping on his toes to make them warm. “We heard Professor Jim Crow -say he’d know a Scarecrow anywhere, so we thought we’d fool him this -time.” - -“But we couldn’t find him anywhere. Billy Breeze was kicking up such a -rumpus that we lost our way,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “It was too bad, -for I’m sure Professor Jim Crow never would have known the Old Clothes -Man of the Corn Field!” - -“Why don’t you hop into the straw over there,” said Mrs. Cow. “You can -keep nice and warm till morning. By that time maybe the storm will be -over.” - -“You’re very kind,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “I hope mother won’t worry -tonight.” - -“You’ll find corn in the box in the corner,” said Mrs. Cow. “That will -do for supper.” - -“Oh, dear,” said Little Jack Rabbit, “my toes are so cold.” - -“Come over here,” said Mrs. Cow kindly, lying down on her straw bed. -“Now cuddle up to my warm body.” - - - - -THE STRAW PILE - - -“Oh, I hope mother won’t be worried,” said Little Jack Rabbit again, -after he and Brother Bobby Tail had cuddled up to kind Mrs. Cow. - -“She’d be more worried if you didn’t get home tomorrow,” answered Mrs. -Cow. “If you try to go home tonight you’ll be lost--or maybe something -worse.” - -“What?” asked Brother Bobby Tail, sleepily. - -“Why, Danny Fox,” answered Mrs. Cow. - -“Oh, oh!” shivered the two little bunnies--not with the cold, you know, -but with fright, for they were nice and warm beside Mrs. Cow. - -“Now, pretty soon,” she said, “the Kind Farmer will come to milk me. -He’ll bring his milk pail and a nice hot corn and bran mash for my -supper. So, don’t you wait when I tell you to run and hide. For he -won’t stop to knock on the door--there’s no door to knock on.” And Mrs. -Cow nodded her head till the little bell at her neck tinkled three -times. - -“Where shall we hide?” asked Little Jack Rabbit. - -“Over there in the straw pile,” answered Mrs. Cow. “You’d better go -over and make a nest for yourselves now. Be sure you can hide so that -not even the tip of your tail will show, for the Kind Farmer has very -bright eyes.” - -It didn’t take the Bunny Brothers long to make a nice hiding place in -the big straw pile, and after eating a supper of corn, they hopped -about the shed, hoping to find a stray carrot or turnip. But they -didn’t find any, and as Billy Breeze was sifting the snow through the -cracks and knotholes, they hopped back to cuddle up again to kind Mrs. -Cow. - -By and by they fell asleep and dreamed they were eating carrot ice -cream and clover cake. It was too bad that by and by the Kind Farmer -came out to milk, although very likely Mrs. Cow would have been -disappointed if he hadn’t. At any rate, all of a sudden, the two little -rabbits woke up with a start. - -“Run, run!” cried Mrs. Cow. “Hide, hide! He’s coming!” - -Little Jack Rabbit didn’t wait to rub his eyes, neither did Brother -Bobby Tail, but away they hopped. And just in time, too; for no sooner -had they hidden in the straw than in walked the Kind Farmer with a nice -hot supper for Mrs. Cow. But you can well believe that these two little -rabbits were up and on their way home the next morning long before the -Kind Farmer had even opened his eyes. - - - - -SQUIRREL NUTCRACKER - - - Heigh ho, how the winds blow! - Billy Breeze plays baseball in the snow. - Over the fences and over the wall - He makes a home run with a little snowball. - -The Sunny Meadow was white with snow, and the Shady Forest dressed in -snowy laces. All the little Fourfooted Folk were either sound asleep in -their winter homes or tucked away safely from the storm. - -Little Jack Rabbit hopped over to the window of his little house in the -Old Bramble Patch and drew a picture of Danny Fox on the frosty pane. -Just then, all of a sudden, who should come sneaking along the Old Rail -Fence but that old robber himself. - -“What is he after?” thought the little bunny, running to the kitchen -door to peek through the keyhole. But he didn’t open the door, let me -tell you. It was but a few feet over to the Old Rail Fence, and he -wasn’t going to give Danny Fox a chance to jump right into the kitchen -without first knocking on the door. - -But Danny Fox was too busy with something else. Yes, sir, that’s what -he was. He didn’t take his eyes off the ground, but crept along, oh so -carefully, until he came to the Big Chestnut Tree. Then he stopped and -looked up. - - Old Squirrel Nutcracker sat in his tree, - While down in the bushes sat Chick-a-dee-dee; - But when Danny Fox came creeping along - Chick-a-dee-dee stopped singing his song, - As Squirrel Nutcracker ran out on a limb - And hit Danny Fox on his old hat brim. - -“Stop throwing nuts at me!” shouted Danny Fox, opening wide his mouth -to show all his long, white teeth. - -But that didn’t frighten Squirrel Nutcracker. Oh, my no! He just -curled his long, bushy tail over his back and began to chatter. But -Chick-a-dee-dee flew away. He didn’t wish to be there if there was to -be a fight. Of course that could never happen, for Danny Fox didn’t -know how to climb a tree and Squirrel Nutcracker knew too much to come -down to the ground. - - “If you don’t go away from here, - And do it pretty soon, - Maybe I’ll reach up to the sky - And hit you with the moon,” - -shouted the old squirrel, which so frightened Danny Fox that he ran -home to his den. - - - - -WINTER TIME - - - All the creatures, fur and feather, - Cuddle close this snowy weather; - Chippy Chipmunk ’neath a tree - In his home as safe can be. - - Squirrel Nutkin when it snows - Hides his head beneath the clothes - Of his little wooden bed - In the oak tree overhead. - - And within the Bramble Patch - Little Rabbit’s drawn the latch. - Everyone’s almost asleep - Waiting for the Spring’s first peep. - -Chilly Mr. North Wind blows from his home at the North Pole, making his -snow horses whirl over the Sunny Meadow and along the Old Rail Fence. - -The Bubbling Brook is covered with a coat of ice, and the Farmer’s Boy -skates across the Old Duck Pond. But Granddaddy Bullfrog doesn’t hear -him, for he is sound asleep in the mud ’way down deep where the ice -never forms. - -Timmy Meadowmouse makes little tunnels through the snow, for he is too -small to walk over the drifts. But Danny Fox, that sly old robber, -sneaks along the bare places so as to leave no footprints to show where -he has been. - -Sometimes he turns to the Shady Forest, and sometimes to the farm, -where Cocky Doodle and Henny Penny prune their feathers on the sunny -side of the High Haystack. - -The Weathercock swings to and fro on the Big Red Barn and wishes it -were Spring. - -Busy Beaver swims about under the ice in the Forest Pond, coming back -to his little house, whose front door is deep down where the water -never freezes. In the upper room he has stored away twigs and things -to eat till Mr. Merry Sun melts the ice and tells the flowers to bloom -again. - -All the birds have gone south except a few. Charlie Chickadee and Jimmy -Junko, though, don’t mind the chilly weather. They flutter here and -there, eating the dry seeds that still cling to the tall meadow grass, -or the dry berries in the Old Bramble Patch. - -Peter Possum and his family are curled up in a warm hollow stump, and -the Big Brown Bear is snoring in his cave. - - The earth is clad in snow white, - But all the trees are bare. - The farmer reads the almanac - Within his old arm chair. - - Good Mrs. Cow safe in the shed - Upon the manger rubs her head, - And if you listen you can tell - How many times she rings her bell. - - She never takes her collar off - For fear she’ll catch the whooping cough. - Imagine how that little bell - Would tinkle in a coughing spell. - - - - -THE SNOWMAN - - - Old Danny Fox, with his two small sons, - Stood just outside his den; - The snow was nearly two feet deep - In the Shady Forest Glen. - - But they didn’t care, they had such fun - Making a snowman with a gun,-- - A great big stick they had found close by,-- - That pointed right up to the cold blue sky. - -Yes, sir! Danny Fox was very kind to Bushytail and Slyboots, and -although the Little People of the Sunny Meadow and the Shady Forest -didn’t like him, Mrs. Fox and her two little cubs did. Oh my, yes! - -Almost every day he brought home something nice to eat; sometimes a -nice fat pullet from the farmyard; sometimes a tender rabbit. - -“I saw Little Jack Rabbit last night, my dear,” said the crafty old fox -to his wife as he pushed a piece of coal in the snowman’s round face -for an eye. “But I couldn’t get near enough to catch him. My, but he’s -a wise little bunny,” and Danny Fox began to whistle: - - “If you want to catch a rabbit - You must have a crafty habit, - For he’s timid, very timid, - And keeps a bright lookout; - So if you want to catch him - You must never, never shout.” - -Pretty soon he remarked that he must make a call over at the farm, and -winking at Mrs. Fox, he ran off. After a while he reached the Big Red -Barn where the Weathercock turned around every time Mr. North Wind -whistled. - -“Now, let me think,” said Danny Fox to himself. “All the chickens are -safe in the Henhouse; how am I to get in?” - -Just then Mr. Longtooth Rat looked out of the barn. Maybe he had heard -Danny Fox whispering to himself. - -“There’s a loose board on the back of the Henhouse. Why don’t you pull -it off?” And then that bad old rat grinned, for he didn’t care whether -the poor chickens were eaten by that old fox. In fact, if they were, -there’d be more corn for him. Wasn’t that selfish? Well, I just guess -it was, but there are lots of selfish people in this old world, and -that’s the reason every little boy and girl should learn to always save -a piece of candy for mother. Then they’ll grow up to be good men and -women. - -Well, anyway, in a minute or two crafty Danny Fox sneaked around to the -rear of the Henhouse, for he didn’t want Old Sic’em, the farmer’s dog, -to see him. No sooner had he pulled on the loose board than he began to -smile. - -“I hope Old Sic’em won’t hear me,” he said, as he pushed his nose in -the crack and gave a great shove. Then, Oh, dear me! I mean, Oh, how -glad I am! The rusty nails made a dreadful noise--such a dreadful noise -that you could hear them in the next story. - - - - -FOX HUNTING - - - “Creak, creak, creak! - I’m old and very rusty, - Why don’t you wait till summertime - When it is hot and dusty. - This is no time to pull a nail - When Mr. North Wind blows a gale,” - -shouted a rusty nail as Danny Fox tugged away at the loose board of -the Henhouse. - -“S-s-s-sh!” whispered Danny Fox, “you’ll wake up Sic’em.” - -But he need not have worried, for old Sic’em was dreadfully deaf. -Besides, he was asleep on the mat in front of the kitchen stove, and -how could he hear a rusty nail talk out in the farmyard, I should like -to know. - -All the same, Danny Fox stopped tugging at the board and looked around -just as Mrs. Cow came to the door of the shed. No sooner did she see -the old fox than she gave a loud “MOO!” - -“Keep quiet, can’t you?” whined Danny Fox, showing his long white -teeth. But they didn’t frighten her. Oh, my, no! She just lowered her -head and mooed again. - - “I’ll run my horn right through your tail - If you don’t listen to that nail. - That board was fastened there to keep - Out folks like you who try to creep - In through a hole to steal a hen, - And maybe come around again.” - -“Goodness me!” answered Danny Fox, “won’t you be quiet and let an -honest man get his supper?” - -This made Mrs. Cow laugh so hard that the little bell on her leather -collar woke up the Kind Farmer, who had fallen asleep reading the -Almanac. When he opened the door and looked out, the Weathercock -pointed at Danny Fox hiding behind the Henhouse. But that wise old fox -didn’t wait another minute but turned and fled to his den on the wooded -hillside. - -“Gee whiskers!” cried the Kind Farmer, “there goes old Danny Fox,” and -he ran to get his gun. - -“Come on, Sic’em! Let’s go fox hunting!” And he and the old dog -followed Danny Fox’s footprints over the snow. - -“He lives under that pile of rocks, sure enough,” said the Kind Farmer, -following Danny Fox’s trail right up to his front door. “But how shall -I get him out?” - -And that’s just what old Sic’em thought, only he didn’t say so. He -barked instead, and the hair on his back stood out straight like -bristles on my tooth brush. Then he wagged his tail and barked harder -than ever. - -“I guess I’ve come on a wild goose chase,” said the Kind Farmer. “That -old fox won’t come out, and I can’t wait here all day for we’re going -to have hot muffins for supper.” - -Then, with a whistle to Sic’em, he turned back to the farm. - - Home again! The kitchen fire - Warms the kettle to a song. - Home again! 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See - <a href="https://archive.org/details/littlejackrabfox00cory"> - https://archive.org/details/littlejackrabfox00cory</a> - </td> - </tr> -</table> -<p> </p> -<hr class="full" /> -<p> </p> -<p> </p> -<p> </p> - -<h1>LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> -AND DANNY FOX</h1> -<hr class="divider2" /> - -<div class="hidehand"> -<div class="figcenter width500"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="500" height="751" alt="Cover" /> -</div> -</div> - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<hr class="divider" /> -</div> -<div class="block-centre"> -<div class="block"> -<div class="box"> -<p class="center"><em>LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> -BOOKS</em></p> - -<p class="center"><small>(Trademark Registered)</small></p> - -<p class="center"><small>BY</small><br /> -DAVID CORY</p> - -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit’s Adventures</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and the Squirrel Brothers</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy Chipmunk</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and the Big Brown Bear</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Professor Crow</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Old Man Weasel</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. Wicked Wolf</p> -<p class="smcap hang">Little Jack Rabbit and Hungry Hawk</p> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> - <div class="figcenter width500"> - <img src="images/frontis.jpg" width="500" height="768" alt="" /> - <div class="caption mb0">“Now Be Friendly,” Coaxed Danny Fox.</div> - <p class="right mt0 mb0"><em>Frontispiece</em>—(<em>Page</em> 10)</p> - <p class="noi mt0"><small><em>Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox.</em></small></p> - </div> -</div> - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<p class="center p120 mb0"><em>LITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS</em></p> -<p class="center mt0"><small>(Trademark Registered)</small></p> - -<hr class="short" /> - -<p class="center p200">LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> - AND DANNY FOX</p> - -<p class="center mt3">BY<br /> -<span class="p180">DAVID CORY</span></p> - -<p class="center p120 mt3"><small>Author of</small><br /> -<span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit’s Adventures</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and the Squirrel Brothers</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy Chipmunk</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and the Big Brown Bear</span></p> - -<p class="center mt3"><small>ILLUSTRATED BY</small><br /> -<span class="p130">H. S. BARBOUR</span></p> - -<p class="center mt3">NEW YORK<br /> -<span class="p150 ws ls">GROSSET & DUNLAP<br /> -<small>PUBLISHERS</small></span></p> - -<p class="center"><small>Made in the United States of America</small></p> -</div> - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<p class="center smcap p120"><small>Copyright, 1921, BY</small><br /> -GROSSET & DUNLAP</p> -</div> - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[Pg v]</a></span> -<h2>CONTENTS</h2> -</div> -<table summary="Contents"> -<tr> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdc"><small>PAGE</small></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Invitation</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_INVITATION">9</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Farmer’s Boy</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_FARMERS_BOY">13</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Escape</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_ESCAPE">17</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Danny Fox is Discovered</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#DANNY_FOX_IS_DISCOVERED">20</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Alarm</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_ALARM">24</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Kind Willow Tree</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_KIND_WILLOW_TREE">28</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Two Old Rascals</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#TWO_OLD_RASCALS">32</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Footprints</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#FOOTPRINTS">36</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Trap</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_TRAP">40</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Home Again</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#HOME_AGAIN">44</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Teddy Turtle</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#TEDDY_TURTLE">48</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Hungry Hawk</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#HUNGRY_HAWK">52</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Escape</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_ESCAPE2">56</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Popcorn Party</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_POPCORN_PARTY">59</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">A Tight Place</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#A_TIGHT_PLACE">63</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_vi" id="Page_vi">[Pg vi]</a></span> -<span class="smcap">“Now I’ve Got You!”</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#NOW_IVE_GOT_YOU">67</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">A Lucky Wiggle</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#A_LUCKY_WIGGLE">71</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Timmy Meadowmouse</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE">75</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Safe!</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#SAFE">79</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Timmy Meadowmouse Has a Dream</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE_HAS_A_DREAM">82</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Tunnel</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_TUNNEL">86</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">More Trouble</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#MORE_TROUBLE">90</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Bang, Bang, Bang!</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#BANG_BANG_BANG">93</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Snow Flake Brothers</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_SNOW_FLAKE_BROTHERS">97</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Storm</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_STORM">101</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Mrs. Cow</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#MRS_COW">104</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Straw Pile</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_STRAW_PILE">107</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Squirrel Nutcracker</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#SQUIRREL_NUTCRACKER">111</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Winter Time</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#WINTER_TIME">114</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Snowman</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#THE_SNOWMAN">118</a></td> -</tr> -<tr> -<td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Fox Hunting</span></td> -<td class="tdr2"><a href="#FOX_HUNTING">122</a></td> -</tr> -</table> - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<p class="center p200">LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> -AND DANNY FOX</p> -</div> - -<div class="chapter"> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">9</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_INVITATION" id="THE_INVITATION"></a>THE INVITATION</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">One</span> morning as Little Jack Rabbit looked out of his house in the Old -Bramble Patch, whom should he see but Danny Fox peeking out from behind -the Big Chestnut Tree.</p> - -<p>Now Little Jack Rabbit knew that Danny Fox was not there for any good -purpose. No, sir. Whenever Danny Fox was around there was sure to be -trouble. So Little Jack Rabbit hopped back into his burrow to tell Mrs. -Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Well, you keep a lookout from the front door,” she said, “and I’ll -stand watch at the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">10</a></span> kitchen door. If Danny Fox thinks he’s going to get -the better of the rabbit family he’s very much mistaken,” and Mrs. John -Rabbit gave her head a jerk and her pink nose a million twinkles.</p> - -<p>“Oh, how I hate that dreadful Danny Fox! I wish your father hadn’t gone -out so early this morning.”</p> - -<p>Little Jack Rabbit hopped back to the front door and looked over to the -Shady Forest. But, oh, dear me! Just then up jumped Danny Fox right in -front of him.</p> - -<p>“Good morning,” he said, licking his lips with his great red tongue. -“How is my little fat bunny this morning?”</p> - -<p>“I haven’t got any time to talk,” answered Little Jack Rabbit, backing -into the house.</p> - -<p>“Now be friendly,” coaxed Danny Fox, coming closer. “I’ve come all the -way<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">11</a></span> from my den on the hillside to talk to you this beautiful morning.”</p> - -<p>“All right,” answered the little rabbit; “but stay where you are or -I’ll go inside and close the door.”</p> - -<p>“That’s not a nice way to speak when I’ve come to ask you to take -dinner with us,” replied Danny Fox. “My little boys, Slyboots and -Bushytail, want you to come, and Mrs. Fox has made a lovely carrot -stew.”</p> - -<p>Then Danny Fox sat down and, folding his front paws across his fur -waistcoat, looked so kindly at the little bunny that I’m sorry to say -he answered, “I’ll come!” before he really thought it over. If he had -only gone inside the house to ask his mother. But he didn’t. He never -even thought of it, but put on his cap and followed that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">12</a></span> wicked old -robber into the Shady Forest just as though he was his best friend.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Now everybody don’t get scared</div> - <div class="line">’Cause little Jackie Rabbit dared</div> - <div class="line">Go out to dine with Danny Fox</div> - <div class="line">Inside his den amid the rocks.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Just wait to see what happens when</div> - <div class="line">They get outside the Shady Glen.</div> - <div class="line">Perhaps a kind and loving friend</div> - <div class="line">Some needed help will quickly send.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">13</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_FARMERS_BOY" id="THE_FARMERS_BOY"></a>THE FARMER’S BOY</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">As</span> Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox came to the Duck Pond, whom should -they see but the Farmer’s Boy sitting by the Old Mill polishing his gun.</p> - -<p>Danny Fox stopped short. He had meant to slip around by the bushes and -across the Sunny Meadow to his den on the woody hillside. But the sight -of that gun made him change his mind.</p> - -<p>Now Mr. Merry Sun knew something was wrong as soon as he saw Little -Jack Rabbit with Danny Fox. He knew if anybody went with that old -robber something mighty unpleasant would surely happen.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">14</a></span> So kind Mr. -Merry Sun sent one of his bright beams dancing along the shiny gun -barrel to dazzle the Farmer Boy’s eyes, who turned his head toward the -Shady Forest.</p> - -<p>Goodness me! When he saw Danny Fox he swung the gun to his shoulder and -pulled the trigger. Bang! it went, almost kicking him over.</p> - -<p>Ping! and the bullet struck the tree close to Little Jack Rabbit. Away -went Danny Fox in one direction, and away hopped the little rabbit in -the other.</p> - -<p>“Come, Sic’em!” cried the Farmer’s Boy, running after Danny Fox.</p> - -<p>The old dog, with his nose close to the ground, ran swiftly across the -Sunny Meadow and up the hillside. When he came to the pile of rocks he -stopped short and began to bark.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">15</a></span></p> - -<p>“Is he there, old scout?” asked the Farmer’s Boy.</p> - -<p>“Wow, wow, wow!” answered Old Sic’em.</p> - -<p>“Oh dear, oh dear!” whispered Mrs. Fox, “do you think they’ll get us?”</p> - -<p>Danny Fox laughed, but not very loud. He didn’t want the Farmer’s -Boy to hear him. “Never fear, my dear. I’ve rolled a great big stone -against the front door. Old Sic’em is all bark. At the same time, it’s -not very pleasant to have enemies so close to the house. Where are -Slyboots and Bushytail?”</p> - -<p>“They are out playing. Do you think anything can happen to them?” -answered Mrs. Fox anxiously.</p> - -<p>“Not while the Farmer’s Boy is pounding on the front door,” replied -Danny Fox.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">16</a></span> “They won’t come home while he’s around.”</p> - -<p>“I’m going back for a shovel,” said the Farmer’s Boy to himself, and he -ran over to the Old Mill, leaving Sic’em still digging away. He knew -Sic’em would keep Danny Fox in his den until he got back. Old Sic’em -was a good hunter and wouldn’t leave. That’s what the Farmer’s Boy -thought as he hurriedly picked up the shovel and started back for the -hillside.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">17</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_ESCAPE" id="THE_ESCAPE"></a>THE ESCAPE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">But</span> something had happened while he had been gone. Little Jack Rabbit -had hopped along the edge of the Shady Forest almost up to where Old -Sic’em was digging out Danny Fox’s front door.</p> - -<p>Just then the old dog had stopped to rest and, looking around, saw the -little rabbit. In a second he forgot all about Danny Fox. Down the -Sunny Meadow, across the Bubbling Brook, around in a great circle, he -chased the little bunny until he finally popped into his burrow in the -Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>Of course, when the Farmer’s Boy returned<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">18</a></span> to Danny Fox’s house, there -was no Sic’em to be seen anywhere. And there wasn’t any Danny Fox, nor -Mrs. Fox, either, in the den.</p> - -<p>But the Farmer’s Boy didn’t know that. Oh, my no! He hadn’t seen them -creep out when Old Sic’em ran after the little rabbit. He just set to -work with his shovel and dug away until he reached Danny Fox’s house. -But there was nobody home. No, indeed. The Fox House was empty.</p> - -<p>The Farmer’s Boy was mad. Of course he was. He had dug and dug and dug -until his arms ached, and when he had finally reached the place where -he hoped to find Danny Fox, there wasn’t any Danny Fox. It was enough -to make any boy mad.</p> - -<p>And where do you suppose Danny Fox and Mrs. Fox were all this time? -Why,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">19</a></span> they were in the Shady Forest with Bushytail and Slyboots.</p> - -<p>“We must find another home,” said Danny Fox. “It won’t do to go back to -the old one.”</p> - -<p>“No, indeed,” sighed Mrs. Fox; “there’s nothing left but a pile of sand -and stones.”</p> - -<p>“I know of a nice place,” cried Slyboots. “Shall I show it to you?”</p> - -<p>“Yes,” answered Danny Fox. Then Slyboots led them to a cave in the -Shady Forest. It was under a ledge of rocks on a little rise of ground. -Big trees and thick bushes grew all around it. It was so hidden from -sight that Danny Fox was almost glad they had lost their old home.</p> - -<p>“This is very fine, my son,” he said, turning to Slyboots. “It’ll be a -long time before anyone finds out where we live.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">20</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DANNY_FOX_IS_DISCOVERED" id="DANNY_FOX_IS_DISCOVERED"></a>DANNY FOX IS DISCOVERED</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Old</span> Sic’em, the Kind Farmer’s dog, was sound asleep, his head half -through the round front door of his little house in the old farm yard.</p> - -<p>But as soon as he heard the thumpty-thump of Little Jack Rabbit’s feet, -he woke up mighty quick. Maybe he thought a tramp was coming down the -road, and maybe he didn’t.</p> - -<p>“Hello, Sic’em!” said the little rabbit. He wasn’t afraid, you know, -for the old dog was fastened with a chain, one end to his collar and -the other to the little dog-house.</p> - -<p>“Good morning,” answered Old Sic’em,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">21</a></span> opening his mouth to yawn, for it -was lazy work lying there all day, except when the Kind Farmer took him -to the village.</p> - -<p>Just then whom should the little rabbit see but Danny Fox sneaking -behind the trees. Now it had been a long time since that old robber had -been around, for something dreadful had happened to him. Yes, sir! Old -Danny Fox had lost a bit of his long bushy tail.</p> - -<p>You see, it had happened on the night he had tiptoed softly through the -Shady Forest, along the Old Rail Fence, over the Sunny Meadow, to the -farmyard.</p> - -<p>Mrs. Moon shone bright and clear and Billy Breeze whistled a gentle -tune as Mr. Longtooth Rat looked around the corner of the barn and saw -Danny Fox creeping up to the chicken house.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">22</a></span></p> - -<p>“He, he!” laughed the old robber rat to himself, “Cocky Doodle and -Henny Penny had better look out.” And then he began to laugh some more. -I guess he didn’t care what happened to the Kind Farmer’s chickens.</p> - -<p>Well, closer and closer crept the old robber fox, searching with -his quick eyes here and there and everywhere for an opening. But he -couldn’t find any, for the Kind Farmer had locked the door and nailed -little pieces of tin over the big cracks and holes in the boards.</p> - -<p>“I’ll have to dig a tunnel under the door,” said the old fox to -himself, and he started in to dig away, and pretty soon he was half-way -in.</p> - -<p>All this time Mr. Longtooth Rat had been squinting through a crack in -the barn,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">23</a></span> but when finally he could see only the tip of Danny Fox’s -bushy tail, he called to his wife:</p> - -<p>“Look, look! my dear! Danny Fox is almost inside the Henhouse!”</p> - -<p>“You don’t mean to say you’ve been standing here all this time without -giving warning?” exclaimed Mrs. Longtooth Rat sharply. “Gracious me, -I’m surprised you’re such a coward.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">24</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_ALARM" id="THE_ALARM"></a>THE ALARM</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">“You</span> don’t mean to stand here and let Danny Fox steal Henny Penny and -Cocky Doodle and maybe Ducky Waddles?” almost shouted Mrs. Longtooth -Rat, as Danny Fox’s hind feet threw back the dirt from the tunnel he -was digging under the Henhouse.</p> - -<p>“Well, what can I do about it?” asked Mr. Longtooth Rat.</p> - -<p>“What can you do?” answered his wife angrily. “You can run into the -farmhouse and tell Old Sic’em.”</p> - -<p>You see, the Kind Farmer was away, and his wife was all alone, so she -kept Old Sic’em in the house at night.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">25</a></span></p> - -<p>“All right,” answered the old rat, and he ran softly across the -barnyard, under the back porch, and through a hole into the kitchen. -As soon as Old Sic’em learned what was the matter, he ran upstairs and -woke up the farmer’s wife.</p> - -<p>The very first thing she did was to look out of the window. Of course, -you know what she saw. But if you don’t, I’ll tell you. It was Danny -Fox’s tail sticking out of the hole under the door of the Henhouse.</p> - -<p>It didn’t take her a minute to softly open the kitchen door and let -out Old Sic’em, and before Danny Fox could back out from under the -Henhouse, the old watchdog had him by his long bushy tail.</p> - -<p>My goodness! What a jump Danny Fox gave. But Old Sic’em held on. Then -Danny Fox gave another jump, and this<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">26</a></span> time he got away, for Old Sic’em -had only a few teeth. But just the same, Danny Fox left the tip of his -beautiful bushy tail behind him.</p> - -<p>“You’re a good dog,” said the farmer’s wife, patting Old Sic’em. “If -you had all your teeth that old fox never would have pulled away.”</p> - -<p>Then she went into the house, but not back to bed, for Mr. Merry Sun -was just getting up and it was early morning.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“Cock-a-doodle-do,</div> - <div class="line">The grass is wet with dew.</div> - <div class="line">Come, give the Henhouse key a turn</div> - <div class="line">And we will catch the early worm,”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi">sang Cocky Doodle.</p> - -<p>I guess the Kind Farmer’s wife understood him, for she came back and -unlocked<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">27</a></span> the door. Then she sprinkled corn on the ground for the -chickens’ breakfast, and after that she milked Mrs. Cow, who was -waiting at the pasture fence.</p> - -<p>“Gracious me!” exclaimed Henny Penny, almost falling into the hole -which Danny Fox had made. And she began to cackle so loudly that Cocky -Doodle forgot all about his breakfast.</p> - -<p>“You can thank me that Danny Fox didn’t get in your house,” said Mrs. -Longtooth Rat. “I made Mr. Longtooth tell Old Sic’em just in time. If I -had waited another minute, it would have been too late.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">28</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_KIND_WILLOW_TREE" id="THE_KIND_WILLOW_TREE"></a>THE KIND WILLOW TREE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Well</span>, to go back to Little Jack Rabbit and Old Sic’em, who were -watching Danny Fox sneak through the trees, as I mentioned two stories -ago.</p> - -<p>“Oh dear me! There is that dreadful fox again,” sighed the little bunny -boy.</p> - -<p>“You don’t mean it!” exclaimed the old watchdog, and he told the little -rabbit all that I’ve just told you. And when he had finished, he went -inside his little doghouse and brought out the tip of Danny Fox’s -beautiful bushy tail.</p> - -<p>Just then the Kind Farmer whistled from the woodpile, and away hopped -the little rabbit to hide in the long meadow grass.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">29</a></span></p> - -<p>All of a sudden he met Timmy Meadowmouse near his little round house of -woven grass, fastened on three stiff stalks.</p> - -<p>“Helloa, Little Jack Rabbit. Are you hiding from somebody?” Just then, -oh dear me! a big snake crawled out of the ground and away went the -little meadowmouse, and away hopped the little bunny, and if Bobbie -Redvest hadn’t told me, I don’t believe I ever would have found out -where they did go.</p> - -<p>Well, by and by, after a while, Little Jack Rabbit came to the Old Duck -Pond where Granddaddy Bullfrog sat on his log all day fishing for flies -and tiny fishes. Just overhead hung the old willow tree in which little -Mrs. Oriole had her nest, fastened like an old stocking to one of the -drooping branches.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">30</a></span></p> - -<p>And if I stop a minute to think, I guess I’ll remember some more -friends of the little rabbit. Why, of course. There was Teddy Turtle, -who carried his little shell house around with him all the time, and -the little Freshwater Crab, and Mrs. Darning Needle, skimming over the -water like an airship.</p> - -<p>The little rabbit stopped under the shady willow tree and looked about -him. It was a warm day and very still, for Billy Breeze had fallen -asleep somewhere in the Shady Forest.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon Granddaddy Bullfrog dozed off and Mrs. Oriole sang softly -to her little ones:</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“Little birds within the nest</div> - <div class="line">Some day you will fly away.</div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">31</a></span> - <div class="line">Then the weeping willow tree</div> - <div class="line">To the meadow grass will say;</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“‘Oh, I feel so lonely now,</div> - <div class="line">An empty nest hangs from my bough.</div> - <div class="line">Must I wait until the Spring</div> - <div class="line">To hear the little birdies sing?’”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p>And wasn’t Little Jack Rabbit surprised to hear the Willow Tree finish -the song.</p> - -<p>“Do you remember how you once hid me with your drooping branches from -Danny Fox?” he asked.</p> - -<p>And the kind willow tree answered softly: “Yes, Little Jack Rabbit.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">32</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TWO_OLD_RASCALS" id="TWO_OLD_RASCALS"></a>TWO OLD RASCALS</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Danny Fox</span> was having a very hard time of it. You see, the ground was -all covered with snow and wherever he went he left his footprints. And -these telltale footprints showed just where he had been. And this was -just what he didn’t want people to know.</p> - -<p>No, siree, he didn’t want the Kind Farmer to find his footprints in the -Old Barn Yard. That would be a dreadful giveaway. It would certainly -show that Danny Fox had been after a nice fat hen, and Danny Fox didn’t -want anybody, least of all the Kind Farmer, to know that.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">33</a></span></p> - -<p>Yes, sir, Danny Fox was having a hard time. The door of the Henhouse -was so tightly closed at night that he couldn’t push it open, and the -ground frozen so hard that he couldn’t dig underneath it. Now what was -Danny Fox to do?</p> - -<p>Every night when he came home Slyboots and Bushytail would say, “What -have you brought to eat, daddy dear?”</p> - -<p>And Mrs. Fox would say: “There is nothing in the cupboard; nothing at -all!”</p> - -<p>All this would make Danny Fox feel very badly. But feeling sorry -doesn’t keep one from feeling hungry. So he would answer, “I thought -perhaps you might have had better luck, but as the cupboard is empty, -I’ll go out and try again.”</p> - -<p>One night as he was prowling around the Big Red Barn he came to a hole. -It wasn’t<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">34</a></span> a very big hole. It was just large enough for him to push in -his long thin nose and see what was going on.</p> - -<p>There sat Mr. Longtooth Rat eating his supper of corn.</p> - -<p>“Good evening,” said Danny Fox.</p> - -<p>“Won’t you come in?” said Mr. Longtooth Rat with a grin.</p> - -<p>“Bah!” retorted Danny Fox with a snarl, “don’t talk nonsense.” He knew -Mr. Longtooth Rat was making fun of him, for how could he squeeze -through a hole that was only just large enough for his head?</p> - -<p>“Don’t lose your temper,” said Mr. Longtooth Rat. “I might do you a -favor.”</p> - -<p>“What kind of a favor?” asked Danny Fox suspiciously.</p> - -<p>“Come around tomorrow night,” answered the old rat. “By that time I’ll -be<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">35</a></span> able to gnaw off the wooden latch on the Henhouse door.”</p> - -<p>“All right,” replied Danny Fox, “I’ll be back tomorrow night,” and he -trotted off to his den among the rocks.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Sometimes the very best of plans</div> - <div class="line">Go wrong, and we get cross</div> - <div class="line">To find that we must start anew,</div> - <div class="line">And often at a loss.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">36</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FOOTPRINTS" id="FOOTPRINTS"></a>FOOTPRINTS</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">As</span> soon as Mr. Longtooth Rat had finished his supper he went over to -the Henhouse. You see, he was going to keep his promise to Danny Fox to -gnaw off the wooden latch.</p> - -<p>Mr. Longtooth Rat was not a very nice sort of a person, although he was -going to do a favor for Danny Fox. The truth of the matter is that Mr. -Longtooth Rat was very willing to have Danny Fox steal the chickens, -for then more corn would be left for Mrs. Rat and himself. So you see -he wasn’t really doing Danny Fox a favor at all.</p> - -<p>But when Mr. Longtooth Rat reached<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">37</a></span> the Henhouse, to his surprise he -found that instead of the old wooden latch there was a bright new iron -one on the door.</p> - -<p>“Who could have put it there?” he asked himself. “I don’t understand it -at all. It wasn’t on yesterday.”</p> - -<p>There was nothing to do about it, so Mr. Longtooth Rat went back to the -barn. Perhaps he might think of a way to get into the Henhouse before -Danny Fox came the next evening.</p> - -<p>Of course, Henny Penny and Cocky Doodle knew nothing of all this. Oh, -my, no! If they had they would have been dreadfully worried. But the -next morning while standing in the sun close to the High Haystack the -Kind Farmer gave a loud whistle.</p> - -<p>“Whew! There’s been a fox around here. Look at his footprints!”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">38</a></span></p> - -<p>“Dear me,” clucked little Henny Penny.</p> - -<p>“We must all be careful,” crowed Cocky Doodle.</p> - -<p>Just then the Farmer’s Wife came out of the kitchen door.</p> - -<p>“Sure enough,” she said, walking around to the rear of the Big Red Barn -where Danny Fox had been the night before.</p> - -<p>“He tried to get in there,” said the Farmer, pointing to the hole in -the boards which led to Mr. Longtooth’s house. “I guess I’ll nail a -board over it,” and he went over to the Toolhouse for a hammer and -nails.</p> - -<p>“I wish Danny Fox had stayed away,” said Mr. Longtooth Rat when he -heard what the Farmer meant to do. “I won’t have any front door in a -few minutes just on account of that thieving old fox.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">39</a></span></p> - -<p>Then Mr. Longtooth Rat scowled and grumbled some more, forgetting what -a thief he was and how willing he had been to open the Henhouse door -for Danny Fox.</p> - -<p>Yes, sir! When people are willing to help others steal it is because -they are stealing things for themselves.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">It is a sin to steal a pin,</div> - <div class="line">A chicken or a goose.</div> - <div class="line">So keep that fox home in his box.</div> - <div class="line">Oh, pray, don’t let him loose.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">40</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_TRAP" id="THE_TRAP"></a>THE TRAP</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">That</span> evening Mrs. Fox said to Danny Fox as he started off for the Old -Farm Yard:</p> - -<p>“Be sure, my dear, to bring home a chicken.”</p> - -<p>“Bring back two,” cried Bushytail and Slyboots, as their father trotted -away in the bright moonlight.</p> - -<p>It was very still and quiet; only the rustle of the dry leaves on the -trees broke the stillness as the old fox ran swiftly down the hillside -over to the Shady Forest. At last he came to the Old Farm Yard. -Stealing around to the rear of the Big Red Barn, he looked up and down, -from one side to<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">41</a></span> the other, but where was Mr. Longtooth Rat’s front -door?</p> - -<p>“Can I have made a mistake?” said Danny Fox, creeping around the -corner. But there was no hole there, either. Danny Fox was puzzled. -Yes, indeed, he certainly was puzzled. It was only last night that he -had been here, and now, where was the entrance to Mr. Rat’s house?</p> - -<p>He was just about to leave when he heard Mr. Longtooth Rat’s voice. It -came from the other side of the wall.</p> - -<p>“Yes, my dear,” Mr. Longtooth Rat was saying to his wife, “we have lost -our front door, and all on account of that old thieving Danny Fox.”</p> - -<p>“Be careful what you say about me,” snarled Danny Fox, pressing his -nose close to the boards.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">42</a></span></p> - -<p>“Be careful of what, you old red robber?” squeaked Mr. Longtooth Rat. -“You’d better be careful!”</p> - -<p>Goodness me! No sooner had he spoken than something snapped under Danny -Fox’s foot. Danny Fox was caught. Yes, sir, his foot was caught in a -trap. Pull as hard as he could, he couldn’t get it out.</p> - -<p>What would Mrs. Fox think when he didn’t come home? What would -Bushytail and Slyboots say when there was no Daddy Fox at breakfast?</p> - -<p>He pulled and tugged. But, oh dear me. He couldn’t get his foot out. -Slowly the night passed, and Cocky Doodle sang his early morning -“Cock-a-doodle-do.”</p> - -<p>Betsy the Old Gray Mare whinnied in her stall and Cocky Doodle sang -over again his “cock-a-doodle-do.” Mr. Merry Sun<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">43</a></span> got out of bed and -began to climb up the sky. It grew lighter and pretty soon Henny Penny -cackled over her new-laid egg.</p> - -<p>Danny Fox gave another tug. Then he looked carefully at the trap. In -the dim light he made out a rope fastened to the barn. The next moment -Danny Fox was gnawing that rope as fast as he could. At last it broke -and he hobbled away, holding up his right forepaw, which was still fast -in the iron jaws of the trap.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">44</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HOME_AGAIN" id="HOME_AGAIN"></a>HOME AGAIN</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">It</span> took him a long time to reach home. You see, he had only three -legs to walk on. His foot hurt him dreadfully, and his leg grew tired -holding up the heavy trap. At last, when he came to his den, he was -ready to drop.</p> - -<p>Now, as soon as Mrs. Fox had looked the trap over carefully, she knew -she never could force apart the strong iron jaws that held Danny Fox’s -poor foot, but she did think there might be some other way.</p> - -<p>The trap was very old and the spring rusty, and the more Mrs. Fox -looked at it the more hopeful she became.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">45</a></span></p> - -<p>“Bring me a stone, Slyboots,” she cried. Carefully placing part of the -trap on the front doorstep, she hit the old spring several hard blows. -Crack! it went, and the trap fell apart. Danny Fox pulled out his foot -without any trouble at all.</p> - -<p>“There, you’re free,” said Mrs. Fox, laying down the stone. “I hope -next time you’ll be more careful where you put your feet.”</p> - -<p>Danny Fox didn’t reply. He was too busy rubbing his sore ankle, while -the two little foxes hugged him, delighted at seeing him out of danger.</p> - -<p>Presently Mrs. Fox found some salve to rub on his foot. She felt sorry -for Daddy, you may be sure. It was only in kindness she had said she -hoped he would be more careful next time where he put his feet.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">46</a></span></p> - -<p>“But what have we got to eat?” sighed poor tired Danny Fox.</p> - -<p>“You were gone so long, Daddy,” answered Mrs. Fox, with a laugh, “that -I went out on a little hunt all by myself. Wait, and I’ll show you what -I brought home.”</p> - -<p>In a minute she came back from the kitchen with a plump young chicken. -“This is what I found,” she said. “It was a naughty chicken to roost in -a tree instead of going to bed in the Henhouse. But it’s lucky for us.”</p> - -<p>“Where did you go?” asked Danny Fox, curiously.</p> - -<p>“Back of the Old Mill,” answered Mrs. Fox. “I think it’s one of the -chickens belonging to the Miller’s Boy. He takes very<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">47</a></span> poor care of -them. Perhaps we may be able to get another.”</p> - -<p>In a little while supper was ready and the Fox family sat down to the -table, happy and contented now that Daddy Fox was home safe and sound.</p> - - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">48</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TEDDY_TURTLE" id="TEDDY_TURTLE"></a>TEDDY TURTLE</h2> - - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line"><span class="smcap">A turtle</span> goes much slower</div> - <div class="line">Than an old sea-going hack.</div> - <div class="line">He never has to hurry home</div> - <div class="line">For his house is on his back,</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi">sang Bobbie Redvest as Little Jack Rabbit hopped down the Old -Cow Path in the Sunny Meadow.</p> - -<p>“I wonder what I’ll do to-day?” the little bunny asked himself, when -all of a sudden, along came Teddy Turtle with his little shell bungalow -on his back, for Teddy Turtle always carries it with him, rain or -shine, anywhere and everywhere. Yes, sir, that little turtle is very -lucky; he never is<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">49</a></span> forced to move out on the first of May, nor is -there any unkind landlord to bother him.</p> - -<p>“Where are you going?” asked the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Down to the Old Duck Pond. Come along. We’ll make a call on Granddaddy -Bullfrog.”</p> - -<p>“Very well,” answered the little rabbit, “I’ve nothing to do this -morning. I’ll come along.”</p> - -<p>Then off they started, Teddy Turtle crawling slowly down the path, and -Little Jack Rabbit hopping along, now and then sitting down to wait for -the little turtle to catch up to him. By and by, Little Jack Rabbit -said:</p> - -<p>“Don’t you ever get tired carrying your house about with you? You’re -just like a moving van.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">50</a></span></p> - -<p>“Oh, I’m used to it,” answered Teddy Turtle. “When I go out in the -morning I don’t have to worry about getting back to the house by supper -time.”</p> - -<p>“Ha, ha!” laughed the little rabbit. “Your head sticks out of the front -door and your tail through the kitchen door!”</p> - -<p>But, Oh dear me. He was so taken up with the little turtle that he -didn’t notice a big, black shadow on the path. But Teddy Turtle did. -Oh, my yes!</p> - -<p>“Look out!” he shouted, “here comes Hungry Hawk!” And he pulled his -head in through the front door and his tail in through the back door, -and all you could see was a little shell house on the meadow grass.</p> - -<div class="figcenter width500"> - <img src="images/p050.jpg" width="500" height="760" alt="" /> - <div class="caption">Little Jack Rabbit Meets Teddie Turtle.</div> - <p class="right mt0 mb0"><em>Page</em> 48</p> - <p class="noi mt0"><small><em>Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox.</em></small></p> -</div> - -<p>And the little rabbit? He hopped into a hollow stump so quickly that -Hungry Hawk<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">51</a></span> had to knock three times before Teddy Turtle dared to -squint out of his little shell house.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon Hungry Hawk rapped again on the old hollow stump.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Rat-a-tat-tat! went Hungry Hawk</div> - <div class="line">On the door of the Hollow Stump.</div> - <div class="line">The Bunny Boy’s heart beat pitter pat,</div> - <div class="line">And his knees went bumpity, bump!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">52</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HUNGRY_HAWK" id="HUNGRY_HAWK"></a>HUNGRY HAWK</h2> - -<p class="noi">“<span class="smcap">I didn’t</span> mean any harm. I just flew down from the blue sky to say -‘Howdy!’” said Hungry Hawk in a low voice.</p> - -<p>Little Jack Rabbit was too out of breath to speak. And, anyway, he was -too busy thinking how he was ever to get out, for there stood that old -robber bird close by, ready to pounce on him at any moment.</p> - -<p>“I don’t believe you,” at last answered the little rabbit. “And I’m not -coming out while you’re around.”</p> - -<p>Hungry Hawk made no reply, but sat down and preened his feathers. By -and by who should come along but Danny Fox.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">53</a></span></p> - -<p>“Hello, Hungry Hawk, what are you doing?”</p> - -<p>“Howdy, Danny Fox, what are <em>you</em> doing?” replied the old bird.</p> - -<p>“Oh, just taking a walk,” answered Danny Fox, squinting into the -opening in the old hollow tree. “I don’t see anything, but I smell -rabbit.”</p> - -<p>“Well, that’s as far as you’ll get,” answered Hungry Hawk. “I’m going -to pull that little rabbit out of that tree and eat him, and I’m not -inviting anybody to dine with me, either.”</p> - -<p>Now this made Danny Fox very angry, but he only grinned and said: -“You’ll never get him out unless I help you.”</p> - -<p>“How’s that?” inquired Hungry Hawk.</p> - -<p>“Because,” answered Danny Fox, with a bigger grin than ever, “I’ll eat -Hawk first<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">54</a></span> and Rabbit after,” and he made a jump for the old bird, -catching him by the tail.</p> - -<p>My goodness, how the fur and feathers flew! Yes, siree! It certainly -was some fight.</p> - -<p>At first Danny Fox was on top. Pretty soon Hungry Hawk squirmed away -and dug his sharp claws into Danny Fox’s fur overcoat. But Danny Fox -never let go of the old hawk’s tail.</p> - -<p>After a while Hungry Hawk said: “Suppose we stop and talk it over.” So -they let go of each other and sat down. Hungry Hawk was pretty well -mussed up and Danny Fox’s hair looked as if it had been combed the -wrong way.</p> - -<p>“I’ll help you get the little rabbit if you’ll let me help you eat -him,” said Danny Fox.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">55</a></span></p> - -<p>“All right,” agreed the old hawk, “but how shall we get him out of the -tree?”</p> - -<p>“I’m going to smoke him out,” answered Danny Fox. “You wait here while -I run home and get my pipe. I’ll puff tobacco smoke into that hollow -tree until that little rabbit either hops out or chokes to death.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">56</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_ESCAPE2" id="THE_ESCAPE2"></a>THE ESCAPE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">“Hurry</span> up,” said Hungry Hawk. “I’ll keep watch while you’re gone.”</p> - -<p>“Well, there goes one old robber,” thought the little rabbit. “Now, if -I could only get rid of the other,” and he wiggled his pink nose and -scratched his ear; pretty soon he thought of a way.</p> - -<p>“Mr. Hawk, if you and Danny Fox will let me go, I’ll tell you -something.” (You see, the little rabbit was pretending he didn’t know -that the old fox had gone after the pipe.)</p> - -<p>“What is it?” asked Hungry Hawk.</p> - -<p>“There’s a nice fat squirrel in this tree,” answered the little rabbit. -“I’ll drive him<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">57</a></span> out of the back door if you’ll promise to let me go.”</p> - -<p>“All right,” replied Hungry Hawk; “but wait a minute till I talk it -over with Danny Fox,” and he made believe he was whispering to that old -robber.</p> - -<p>“Drive out the squirrel; we’ll let you go,” said Hungry Hawk.</p> - -<p>Then Little Jack Rabbit made enough racket to drive out an elephant. -“I’ve pushed him half through the back door,” he shouted, “but I can’t -shove him any farther. Come around and pull him out.”</p> - -<p>Hungry Hawk ran around to the back of the tree. Quicker than a wink -Little Jack Rabbit hopped through the front door, over the Sunny -Meadow, lipperty-clip, clipperty-lip, straight for the Old Bramble -Patch.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">58</a></span></p> - -<p>And maybe Danny Fox wasn’t angry when he got back to the hollow tree -with his big corncob pipe and tobacco pouch!</p> - -<p>“You silly old bird, to let a little rabbit fool you,” he cried when -Hungry Hawk told him what had happened.</p> - -<p>Then he lighted his pipe and sat down to have a smoke.</p> - -<p>“Next time I’ll do my rabbit hunting alone,” he growled.</p> - -<p>“And so will I,” said Hungry Hawk, spreading his wings and flying away.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">59</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_POPCORN_PARTY" id="THE_POPCORN_PARTY"></a>THE POPCORN PARTY</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Danny</span> Fox couldn’t forget how he and Hungry Hawk had been fooled by -Little Jack Rabbit. The more he thought about it, the angrier he grew. -To think that a little bunny had got the better of them! Well, well, -well! It certainly was enough to make any fox mad.</p> - -<p>“I’ll get him yet,” said Danny Fox. “I’ll catch him if it takes a year -and a day!”</p> - -<p>And the old fox meant what he said, for he was having a hard time of it -nowadays. The Big Farmer kept close watch and locked his chickens in -the Henhouse every night. Besides, Danny Fox hadn’t forgotten<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">60</a></span> about -the steel trap. He was afraid to venture again in the Farm Yard—there -might be another trap hidden somewhere.</p> - -<p>One day he had a bright idea. There was a little log cabin in the Shady -Forest. It had a nice door and three windows, a chimney of red brick, -and a big fireplace. It was empty—nobody had lived in it for some -time. He would give a popcorn party, and invite Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p>That very evening he sent out invitations to Chippy Chipmunk, Squirrel -Nutcracker, Busy Beaver and Peter Possum. Everybody was asked to come -to the Popcorn Party.</p> - -<p>At first Little Jack Rabbit was afraid to accept, but when he found -that everyone was invited, he persuaded himself that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">61</a></span> Danny Fox was -just trying to be friendly. At the same time he made up his mind to -keep both eyes wide open, for after all there was no telling what that -old fox might do. No indeed!</p> - -<p>At last the day for the party arrived, and the little Log Cabin was -filled to overflowing. After the corn was popped the fire was allowed -to die down, and everybody sat around and had a feast.</p> - -<p>But, oh dear me! All of a sudden, without any warning, Danny Fox made -a jump for the little rabbit. And, oh dear me again! What a commotion -there was. Out of the windows and through the door went the Shady -Forest Folk—all but Little Jack Rabbit. He jumped up the chimney, and -not a wink too soon, either, for Danny Fox<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">62</a></span> landed right on the spot -where he had been sitting.</p> - -<p>“Now I’ve got you,” cried that wicked old robber, sitting down on the -hearth.</p> - -<p>He didn’t care if the ashes got all over his beautiful long bushy tail. -No indeed. He didn’t care about that. All he thought of was how to -catch poor Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">63</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_TIGHT_PLACE" id="A_TIGHT_PLACE"></a>A TIGHT PLACE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Little</span> Jack Rabbit certainly was in a fix. Here he was up in the -chimney with Danny Fox waiting for him down below. If there had only -been a ladder inside that chimney he could have climbed up to the top. -But there wasn’t, so all he could do was to sit on the little ledge of -bricks that extended around the inside a few feet above the hearth.</p> - -<p>At last Danny Fox said, “You might just as well come down. If you -don’t, I’ll build a fire and smoke you out.”</p> - -<p>“Where will you get the wood?” asked the little rabbit.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">64</a></span></p> - -<p>“I don’t need any. I’ll burn up the popcorn box.”</p> - -<p>This made the little rabbit dreadfully nervous. Yes, indeed.</p> - -<p>“Are you coming down?” asked Danny Fox, with a growl.</p> - -<p>“I don’t know,” answered the poor, anxious little rabbit. “Give me time -to think it over, won’t you?”</p> - -<p>“If you take much longer,” answered Danny Fox with a cruel laugh, “I’ll -light a fire. That’ll make you think mighty quick, my pretty one.”</p> - -<p>“I’m afraid I’ll slip,” said the little rabbit, trying to gain time.</p> - -<p>“I’ll help you down,” answered Danny Fox, politely.</p> - -<p>“You’ll burn your feet in the hot ashes,” said Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">65</a></span></p> - -<p>“I’ll sweep ’em out,” answered Danny Fox, picking up the hearth shovel -and broom.</p> - -<p>“The bricks are still hot,” went on the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“No, they aren’t,” answered the old fox, stepping inside the fireplace, -“they’re only warm; they don’t burn my toes a bit.”</p> - -<p>“Well, then,” sighed poor Little Jack Rabbit, “I may as well come down.”</p> - -<p>“Come on,” said Danny Fox with a wicked grin.</p> - -<p>“It’s pretty high up. Come and help me,” said the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>Danny Fox walked into the fireplace and stood up on his hind legs. -His head came ’way up into the chimney and the soot blinded his eyes. -Before he knew what was going to happen, the little rabbit picked<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">66</a></span> up a -loose brick and hit him a dreadful hard blow on the head. Down tumbled -the wicked old fox and down jumped the little rabbit and out of the Log -Cabin, straight away for the dear Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>It took Mrs. Rabbit nearly an hour to clean the soot from his little -fur jacket. But she didn’t grumble. No indeed! She was only too glad to -have her precious bunny boy safe home again.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">67</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="NOW_IVE_GOT_YOU" id="NOW_IVE_GOT_YOU"></a>“NOW I’VE GOT YOU!”</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">One</span> day Teddy Turtle had a narrow escape from Danny Fox. He was slowly -crawling down the Cow Path in the Sunny Meadow when whom should he meet -but that old robber. Danny Fox seemed much surprised, but that was only -because he was trying to fool the little turtle. You see, Danny Fox -had been hiding all the time behind a bush and only came out just when -Teddy Turtle crawled by.</p> - -<p>“Good morning,” said Danny Fox, with a grin.</p> - -<p>“Good morning,” replied Teddy Turtle from inside his little shell -house, for as soon<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">68</a></span> as he had seen Danny Fox he had pulled in his head -and tail for safe keeping.</p> - -<p>“Where are you?” asked Danny Fox. “I don’t see you; I only see your -shell house.”</p> - -<p>“Well, I’m looking out of the window,” answered Teddy Turtle. But he -didn’t put his head out very far, let me tell you.</p> - -<p>Danny Fox stood very close, but he didn’t touch Mr. Teddy Turtle. Oh, -my, no! There wasn’t any use, for Teddy was safe inside his hard shell -house and Danny Fox knew he couldn’t pull him out.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon the old robber fox said, “Let’s go down to the Old Duck -Pond.”</p> - -<p>Now that was just where Teddy Turtle wanted to go, but he didn’t want -to go with Danny Fox. So he said instead, “I’ll stay here a while and -rest. I’m all tired out.”</p> - -<p>Now this was just what Danny Fox<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">69</a></span> didn’t want to do, for as long as -Teddy Turtle stood still he could keep his head and tail inside his -shell, but as soon as he began to walk he had to poke out his head to -see where he was going, and stick his tail out behind to steer himself.</p> - -<p>“Oh, come along,” said Danny Fox, “you don’t want to stay here in the -path. Mrs. Cow may come along and step on you,” and the sly old fox -took a little bell out of his pocket and gave it a ting-a-ling. It -sounded just like the bell on Mrs. Cow’s collar.</p> - -<p>Teddy Turtle poked out his head and tail and started to crawl away, -but, quick as a wink, Danny Fox grabbed him by the tail.</p> - -<p>“Now I’ve got you! Now I’ve got you!” shouted that wicked old robber.</p> - -<p>“Let me go! Let me go!” cried Teddy<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">70</a></span> Turtle. But Danny Fox wouldn’t. He -held on as tight as he could. He wouldn’t have let go for anything, for -that was the only way he could pull Teddy Turtle along, and he wanted -to take him home for supper.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Turtle soup is very fine,</div> - <div class="line">But, when you sit down to dine,</div> - <div class="line">Don’t forget, dear girls and boys,</div> - <div class="line">With your spoon to make no noise.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">71</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_LUCKY_WIGGLE" id="A_LUCKY_WIGGLE"></a>A LUCKY WIGGLE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">It</span> isn’t very pleasant to be dragged by your tail over bumps and -stones, especially by such a person as Danny Fox. Teddy Turtle didn’t -know what Danny Fox meant to do with him. If he had he would have been -frightened to death.</p> - -<p>You see, Danny Fox was hungry. Yes, siree, he was as hungry as three -bears. He couldn’t get a chicken because the Henhouse door was locked -and bolted. He couldn’t catch Little Jack Rabbit, for the little bunny -was too bright for him. So there was nothing for him to do but take -Teddy Turtle home with him. Mrs. Fox knew<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">72</a></span> how to make Mock Turtle -Soup, and that was better than nothing!</p> - -<p>Now all this time Teddy Turtle was thinking mighty hard how to get -away. Yes, sir, he was scheming how to get his tail inside his shell -house once more.</p> - -<p>As they came to the Old Duck Pond he said, “Dip me in the water, or I -shall die of thirst!”</p> - -<p>Of course Danny Fox didn’t want him to die right away, so he leaned -over the bank and lowered Teddy Turtle into the water. But he put him -in only a little bit of a way.</p> - -<p>“Put me in deeper,” said Teddy Turtle, as Danny Fox was about to pull -him out, “I only got a little swallow.”</p> - -<p>So the old fox leaned ’way over the bank and dipped the little turtle -’way in till you couldn’t see him at all.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">73</a></span></p> - -<p>Then, of course, his tail got wet, and pretty soon it got so slippery -that Danny Fox had to use both paws. And then the first thing Danny Fox -knew the little turtle gave a wiggle and a jiggle and pulled his tail -away, and with a splash that wet the old fox all over, he dived down to -the bottom of the pond, where he was safe at home in the soft mud.</p> - -<p>Danny Fox gave a snarl of disappointment, but the little turtle didn’t -hear him; but he blew up a few bubbles to tease the hungry old robber.</p> - -<p>“I don’t believe he’d have made good soup, anyway,” growled Danny Fox, -wiping his feet on the grass, for they were covered with mud. Then, -after wiping his eyes and face, he trotted off to the Shady Forest.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">74</a></span></p> - -<p>Now as soon as Teddy Turtle reached the bottom of the Old Duck Pond, -he crawled along on the soft mud until he came to a little island, up -which he crawled till he was once more out of the water.</p> - -<p>“Ha, ha,” he said to himself as he saw Danny Fox far away on the -mainland, “I fooled you this time, you old robber!”</p> - -<div class="figcenter width500"> - <img src="images/p074.jpg" width="500" height="759" alt="" /> - <div class="caption">Timmy Meadowmouse Tumbled Headlong Into Little Jack Rabbit’s Front Door.</div> - <p class="right mt0 mb0"><em>Page</em> 78</p> - <p class="noi mt0"><small><em>Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox.</em></small></p> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">75</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE" id="TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE"></a>TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Now</span> that the Sunny Meadow was covered with snow little Timmy -Meadowmouse had a hard time of it. If he wanted to go anywhere he had -to dig tunnels from his little house under the snow. Yes, sir. The -Sunny Meadow was full of little subways that Timmy Meadowmouse had made.</p> - -<p>It was pretty lonely ’way out on the meadow, so one day he started -to tunnel over to the Old Bramble Patch to see Little Jack Rabbit. -Besides, he wanted to eat the seeds in the little red balls that hang -from the wild rose bushes in the winter time. So he set to work on -his tunnel. By and by he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">76</a></span> climbed up a stiff stalk of meadowgrass and -pushed his head out of the snow.</p> - -<p>Goodness me! How Billy Breeze was blowing! As soon as Timmy Meadowmouse -had wiped the snow from his eyes, he saw the Old Bramble Patch not very -far away.</p> - -<p>“It wouldn’t take a minute to run over,” he said to himself. “It’s such -hard work digging through the snow.”</p> - -<p>Now, deep down in his heart, the little meadowmouse knew it was -dangerous to run out over the snow. As long as he stayed down in his -tunnels he was pretty safe. But to show himself when the only way he -could possibly get back to his little house was through some of the -small openings in the snow was very dangerous.</p> - -<p>Suppose Danny Fox, or Mr. Wicked Weasel, or Hungry Hawk, who are fond<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">77</a></span> -of fat little meadowmice, should chase him over the snow. And suppose -he couldn’t get back to one of his subway entrances in time.</p> - -<p>Timmy Meadowmouse turned all these things over in his mind, and -then—yes, sir, he did—he pushed out through the snow and scampered -over to the Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>But, oh dear me. He had gone only half way when up jumped Danny Fox, -who had been hiding by the Old Rail Fence. He had been lying there so -long that the snow had drifted over him, making him look just like a -snowpile.</p> - -<p>If Timmy Meadowmouse had only seen the old fox’s eyes through the snow. -But he hadn’t. But when the old robber jumped up, the poor little mouse -saw him all right.</p> - -<p>It was too late to turn back, so with a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">78</a></span> frightened squeak, he made for -the Old Bramble Patch. And just in time he ran in between the prickly -stems and stalks and tumbled headlong into Little Jack Rabbit’s front -door.</p> - -<p>“Oof! oof!” growled Danny Fox, who didn’t care to push through the -prickly briars, “I’ve lost a nice dinner.”</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">79</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SAFE" id="SAFE"></a>SAFE!</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">“Goodness</span> me!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, as a cold blast of air and a -whirl of snowflakes came through the doorway, “What can be the matter?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, Little Jack Rabbit,” cried Timmy Meadowmouse, “I didn’t have time -to knock. I hardly had time to get in, for Danny Fox chased me right up -to the Old Bramble Patch.”</p> - -<p>“Is that dreadful fox around?” asked the little bunny. “We’ll be cooped -up here now for maybe a week, for I guess he’s pretty hungry if he -hunts for meadowmice.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear,” sighed the little meadowmouse,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">80</a></span> “I wish I’d stayed home,” -and he told the little rabbit how he had tunneled through the snow -until he was so tired that he had climbed up a stalk to look about him, -and, seeing the Old Bramble Patch so near, had foolishly run over the -snow instead of finishing his subway.</p> - -<p>“I never saw Danny Fox by the Old Rail Fence—not until he jumped out -when I was half way over. My! I thought I’d never reach the dear Old -Bramble Patch!” And Timmy Meadowmouse gave a sigh of relief. “Whew! I’m -all out of breath!”</p> - -<p>“Well, you stay here and make yourself at home,” said Little Jack -Rabbit. You see, he and Timmy Meadowmouse had always been good friends.</p> - -<p>“I suppose I can dig a tunnel back to where I left off,” said Timmy -Meadowmouse.<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">81</a></span> “I might strike it and then again I mightn’t. It’s all -right when you start out from your own house. You can always get back -by just turning around. But now, goodness me! I might keep on for ever -and never get home.”</p> - -<p>“That’s right,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “You must have help. Wait -until tomorrow and I’ll find a way.”</p> - -<p>Pretty soon he went to the door and looked out. Danny Fox was nowhere -to be seen. So Timmy Meadowmouse went out in the Old Bramble Patch and -picked a red berry from a wild rose bush. Then he hurried back, for it -was very cold and Billy Breeze was whirling a cloud of snow over the -Sunny Meadow.</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">82</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE_HAS_A_DREAM" id="TIMMY_MEADOWMOUSE_HAS_A_DREAM"></a>TIMMY MEADOWMOUSE HAS A DREAM</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">After</span> bolting the front door, Little Jack Rabbit took Timmy Meadowmouse -into the kitchen where Mrs. John Rabbit was paring carrots for supper. -It was nice and warm, and Mrs. Rabbit looked so motherly in her big -pink gingham apron that the little meadowmouse couldn’t help saying to -the little rabbit, “I think your mother’s too sweet for anything.”</p> - -<p>Although he said it in a whisper, Mrs. Rabbit heard him just the same. -She must have, for she leaned right down and gave him a little piece of -carrot.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">83</a></span></p> - -<p>By and by the kitchen door flew open and in hopped Mr. John Rabbit and -Brother Bobby Tail. They couldn’t speak for a few minutes they were so -out of breath. At last Mr. Rabbit said, “Danny Fox chased us all the -way home!”</p> - -<p>Mrs. Rabbit nearly dropped the dish of carrots on the nice clean floor.</p> - -<p>“Mercy me! It was only about two hours ago he chased Timmy Meadowmouse -into the Old Bramble Patch. My! but that old fox must be hungry!”</p> - -<p>“I guess he is,” replied Mr. Rabbit, hanging his fur cap on a peg -behind the door. Then he began to sing:</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“The chickens they stay</div> - <div class="line">In the Henhouse all day;</div> - <div class="line">And the bunnies don’t go</div> - <div class="line">Very far in the snow.</div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">84</a></span> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“Mr. Fox, you can’t snatch</div> - <div class="line">From the Old Bramble Patch</div> - <div class="line">A bunny or mouse.</div> - <div class="line">We’re safe in the house;</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“We’ve fastened the latch</div> - <div class="line">On our Old Bramble Patch!”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p>That night Timmy Meadowmouse had a dreadful dream about Danny Fox. You -see, he couldn’t forget how that old robber had nearly caught him. As -long as he was awake, he knew he was perfectly safe in Little Jack -Rabbit’s house. But when he dropped off to sleep he didn’t dream about -being safe in the Old Bramble Patch. Oh, my, no! He dreamed that Danny -Fox was still chasing him, which, of course, was simply dreadful.</p> - -<p>All of a sudden, he rolled out of bed with a scream, which woke up the -whole Rabbit<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">85</a></span> Family. Yes, it even gave Mr. John Rabbit a shiver, and -poor Mrs. Rabbit nearly fainted.</p> - -<p>By and by, however, they all went to sleep again, and everything was -quiet until morning, when Cocky Doodle over at the Big Farmyard woke -them up with his early Cock-a-doodle-do.</p> - -<p>After breakfast Little Jack Rabbit and Timmy Meadowmouse hopped over to -the edge of the Old Bramble Patch, where they cautiously peeped through -the tangled stalks to see if Danny Fox were around. But he was nowhere -in sight.</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">86</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_TUNNEL" id="THE_TUNNEL"></a>THE TUNNEL</h2> - -<p class="noi">“<span class="smcap">I don’t</span> see him anywhere,” whispered Timmy Meadowmouse.</p> - -<p>“That doesn’t prove anything,” replied Little Jack Rabbit. “He may be -hiding some place where we can’t see him.”</p> - -<p>“Don’t you think I might run over the Sunny Meadow and look for the -entrance to my tunnel?”</p> - -<p>“No sir-e-e!” answered the little rabbit. “Suppose Danny Fox waited -until you had gone quite a way and then ran in between you and the Old -Bramble Patch. What would you do then?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, don’t talk about it,” replied the little<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">87</a></span> meadowmouse with a -shiver. “But how am I to get back to my little house?”</p> - -<p>“Begin a tunnel from here,” answered Little Jack Rabbit. “I’ll keep a -bright lookout. If I see Danny Fox, you turn around and come back here.”</p> - -<p>“All right,” said Timmy Meadowmouse, and in a few minutes he had -burrowed down into the snow.</p> - -<p>“Don’t go too far at first,” advised Little Jack Rabbit. “You might not -be able to get back in time.”</p> - -<p>Timmy Meadowmouse didn’t answer, for his mouth was full of snow.</p> - -<p>“Be careful,” said Little Jack Rabbit, bending over the hole in the -snow down which the little meadowmouse had disappeared.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon, the little rabbit hopped out<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">88</a></span> just beyond the Old Bramble -Patch and looked about him. Everything seemed all right. Mr. Merry Sun -was shining down from the cold blue sky and Billy Breeze was behaving -himself very well. Once in a while he blew snow in the little rabbit’s -eyes, but that was the way Billy Breeze played snowball, I guess.</p> - -<p>All of a sudden Timmy Meadowmouse’s head appeared above the snow. He -had climbed up a stalk of tough meadowgrass to see where he was going.</p> - -<p>“My! how you startled me!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, for Timmy -Meadowmouse’s head had almost bumped into him.</p> - -<p>“Would you dare hop over to that big tuft of grass sticking out of the -snow and tell me if you find a little hole in the snow close by?”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">89</a></span></p> - -<p>“Is that where you left off tunneling and jumped out to run over to the -Old Bramble Patch?” asked the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“I think so,” replied Timmy Meadowmouse, “but I was so frightened when -Danny Fox chased me that I can’t be sure.”</p> - -<p>“I don’t dare hop out much farther,” whispered Little Jack Rabbit. -“Billy Breeze may stir up a snow cloud and hide Danny Fox. I’m afraid -something dreadful may happen.”</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">90</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MORE_TROUBLE" id="MORE_TROUBLE"></a>MORE TROUBLE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Goodness</span> me! No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Danny Fox -himself sprang out from behind a snowdrift. Down into his tunnel went -Timmy Meadowmouse and back into the Old Bramble Patch hopped the little -rabbit.</p> - -<p>But Danny Fox was no fool. No, sir-e-e! Instead of running after Little -Jack Rabbit, he commenced to dig for the little meadowmouse. My, how -the snow flew!</p> - -<p>Up and down rushed the old fox, digging here and digging there, and -if Timmy Meadowmouse hadn’t been pretty quick to run back through his -tunnel to the Old Bramble Patch<a name="comma" id="comma"></a><ins title="Original has Bramble Patch the Danny">,</ins> -Danny Fox might have caught him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">91</a></span> -Of course, Timmy Meadowmouse couldn’t run any other way, for that was -the only place the tunnel led to. But he knew when he crawled out he -would be safe in the Old Bramble Patch. And that’s where Little Jack -Rabbit found him.</p> - -<p>“Another narrow escape,” he panted. “I declare, there’s no fun to be -had anywhere now that Danny Fox is hunting.”</p> - -<p>“I wish he’d hunt some other place,” said the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>Just then they heard the report of a gun. “What’s that?” asked Timmy -Meadowmouse.</p> - -<p>“It’s the Farmer’s Boy,” answered the little rabbit, peeking out -through the brambles. “I guess he hit Danny Fox, for there he goes -limping towards the Shady Forest.”</p> - -<p>“We’d better look out,” said Timmy Meadowmouse<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">92</a></span> with a shiver. “Maybe -the Farmer’s Boy will come after us.”</p> - -<p>“You’re too small,” said Little Jack Rabbit, “but I’ll take good care -he doesn’t see me, on the Sunny Meadow.”</p> - -<p>Just then another shot was heard. “Goodness me!” said the little -rabbit, “maybe this time he’s killed Danny Fox!”</p> - -<p>“No, but he almost hit me!” cried Mr. Rabbit, popping into the Old -Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>“You and the boys had better come inside,” said Mrs. Rabbit nervously -from the front door. “Brother Bobby Tail has just hopped into the -kitchen in a great hurry. He says the Farmer’s Boy is shooting at -everything he sees.”</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">93</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="BANG_BANG_BANG" id="BANG_BANG_BANG"></a>BANG, BANG, BANG!</h2> - -<p class="noi">“<span class="smcap">I declare</span>, I think it’s going to snow again,” said Mr. Rabbit, looking -out of the back door.</p> - -<p>Mr. Rabbit was right. Father Storm’s two small sons, Snow Flake and -Snow Drop, were flying here and there. Soon their little comrades by -the million were hurrying down from the gray sky, from which, only a -few hours before, Mr. Merry Sun was smiling. Over the Sunny Meadow they -came, along the Bubbling Brook, where Miss Pussy Willow stood looking -very cold and uncomfortable.</p> - -<p>“Let’s give her a warm muff!” shouted<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">94</a></span> the Snow Flake Brothers, and in -a few minutes her little hands were warm again.</p> - -<p>They sprinkled the catkins of the alders with whiteness until they -looked like woolly lambs’ tails, and wrapped the birches and hazels in -long white dresses.</p> - -<p>“Let’s skate on the Old Duck Pond,” cried Snow Flake. Over the ice he -slid till his comrades were piled up against the Old Mill in long white -drifts. They hid in the water wheel and clung to the bending branches -of the willow trees until they looked like loosened skeins of yarn.</p> - -<p>“Come on!” cried Little Jack Rabbit, “I’ve got to have some fun, too!” -And he and Brother Bobby Tail hopped out of the Old Bramble Patch to -the Corn Field.</p> - -<p>Bang! Bang! Bang! The Farmer’s Boy<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">95</a></span> certainly was shooting away at a -great rate, just as Bobby Tail had said.</p> - -<p>All the winter birds hid themselves in the Shady Forest. Little Sam -Kinglet, in his olive-gray suit, stopped picking for insect eggs in the -bark of the Old Chestnut Tree. Harry Nuthatch also stopped circling -like an acrobat around a limb.</p> - -<p>“I don’t feel hungry just now,” he said, “I’m tired of grubs,” and he -flew deep into the forest. And all the cheery little Chick-a-dees flew -out of the low bushes and winged their way into the quiet places of the -wood.</p> - -<p>“Gracious me!” exclaimed Mrs. Rabbit, “how that dreadful gun shakes the -house. I’m afraid the candlesticks will fall off the mantel,” and she -lifted them down and put them in a safe place.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">96</a></span></p> - -<p>“Well, there’s one good thing about it all,” said Little Jack Rabbit -to Bobby Tail as they hopped through the snow-covered corn field, “Old -Danny Fox won’t be around again for some time.”</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“It’s safer at home when the bad farmer’s boy</div> - <div class="line indent">Is tramping around with his gun.</div> - <div class="line">No telling, I say, while he’s shooting away</div> - <div class="line indent">His bullets of lead by the ton.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“What might happen to us if we went for a stroll</div> - <div class="line indent">Away from our warm kitchen stove.</div> - <div class="line">We’ll stay in the house with the little gray mouse;</div> - <div class="line indent">Just now it is no time to rove,”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi">sang the old robber fox as he bolted his front door.</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">97</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SNOW_FLAKE_BROTHERS" id="THE_SNOW_FLAKE_BROTHERS"></a>THE SNOW FLAKE BROTHERS</h2> - -<p class="noi">“<span class="smcap">Hurrah!</span>” cried the little Snow Flakes as they hurried along on Billy -Breeze after the two little rabbits, “Let’s cover Mother Nature with a -big white comforter!”</p> - -<p>Down from the gray skies they came on their white wings, covering up -the shivering grasses in the Sunny Meadow and the trembling bushes by -the wayside.</p> - -<p>Bobbie Redvest as he hopped about picking up crumbs from the Kind -Farmer’s doorstep, thought they looked like the white petals that -blossomed in the orchard in the sweet springtime.</p> - -<p>Professor Jim Crow looked out from his<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">98</a></span> safe retreat in the Shady -Forest to tell the little bunny brothers that the Old Clothes Man in -the cornfield would soon be a snowman!</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line indent5">“Haw, haw!</div> - <div class="line">Snowman or Scarecrow,</div> - <div class="line indent6">I don’t care;</div> - <div class="line">I’d know a Scarecrow</div> - <div class="line indent6">Anywhere,</div> - <div class="line indent6">Caw, caw!”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p>And he flapped his wings, shaking off the snowflakes that had sifted -through the branches, and laughed again, “Caw, caw, haw, haw, caw, caw!”</p> - -<p>Mr. Blue Jay stopped pecking at an acorn to listen. Then he gave a -laugh that sounded very much like Professor Jim Crow’s “Caw!”</p> - -<div class="figcenter width500"> - <img src="images/p098.jpg" width="500" height="765" alt="" /> - <div class="caption">They Stuffed the Scarecrow With Snow.</div> - <p class="right mt0 mb0"><em>Page</em> 99</p> - <p class="noi mt0"><small><em>Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox.</em></small></p> -</div> - -<p>“Let’s make the Old Clothes Man into a<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">99</a></span> regular Snowman,” said Little -Jack Rabbit. So they set to work, he and Brother Bobby Tail, and pretty -soon they had stuffed out the empty pantaloons with snow. Then they -filled the sleeves of the old coat and rounded out the vest. After that -they made a nice snowball head on which they placed the old silk hat.</p> - -<p>The Scarecrow now stood straight and cheerful. His arms and legs no -longer dangled in the wind.</p> - -<p>“Perhaps we can fool Professor Jim Crow,” said Brother Bobby Tail, and -off they both hopped to find the old professor bird.</p> - -<p>Billy Breeze tried his best to blow off the old silk hat, but the -Scarecrow Snowman wouldn’t let him. I guess he was afraid he’d catch -a cold in the head, although he<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">100</a></span> didn’t seem to mind the snowflakes -dancing on the top until they slipped off, filling the brim with a -white drift that almost hid the old frayed ribbon.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Oh, Billy Breeze, Billy Breeze,</div> - <div class="line">You will make the Snowman sneeze.</div> - <div class="line">If you blow his stovepipe off</div> - <div class="line">He might get a dreadful cough.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">See how hard the poor man tries</div> - <div class="line">With his hand to shield his eyes.</div> - <div class="line">Billy Breeze, you’re not polite—</div> - <div class="line">Leave the hat on him to-night.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">101</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_STORM" id="THE_STORM"></a>THE STORM</h2> - -<p class="noi">“<span class="smcap">Goodby</span>,” cried Billy Breeze, seeing that he couldn’t blow off the old -silk hat, and he drove the Snow Flakes out of the Corn Field and down -the hillside.</p> - -<p>They filled up the bushes and thickets, the blackberry brambles along -the road, hid the roots of the wild grapevine and danced along the Old -Rail Fence, playing hide-and-seek in the knotholes.</p> - -<p>At last they came to the orchard. For a moment they stopped at the -gate. Then, in a whirling cloud they rushed through, covering the twigs -and branches with their frosty laces.</p> - -<p>“Let’s fill Bobbie Redvest’s nest,” they<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">102</a></span> cried. Next, they swung back -and forth in little Mrs. Oriole’s nest that hung like an empty stocking -from the Old Elm Tree.</p> - -<p>“If it keeps on snowing like this, maybe we’d better start for home,” -said Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“But we haven’t shown our Snowman to Professor Jim Crow,” said Brother -Bobby Tail. “Besides, we don’t care how hard it snows.”</p> - -<p>It wouldn’t have mattered so much if Billy Breeze had only been quiet. -But, you see, he wasn’t. He liked to play in the snow as much as any -little boy does. So he whistled and blew, making great drifts that hid -the Old Rail Fence and the bushes.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon the rabbit brothers couldn’t hop over them, but had to go -where the snow wasn’t so deep, and by and by they<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">103</a></span> found themselves a -long way from the Tall Pine Tree where Professor Jim Crow lived.</p> - -<p>Billy Breeze was now blowing harder than ever, whirling the snow about -in every direction. All of a sudden Jack Frost nipped the little bunny -boys’ noses.</p> - -<p>“Let’s go home,” said Brother Bobby Tail.</p> - -<p>“You had better hurry,” said Bob White, who with his large family was -sitting in a tree, “it’s going to be a bad night,” and the next minute -he and Mrs. Bob and all the little Bobs dived headfirst into a snowbank -where they would be safe and warm from the icy breath of Billy Breeze.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Hurry, hurry, Jackie Rabbit!</div> - <div class="line">Bobby Tail, please hurry, too!</div> - <div class="line">Or you’ll find that Billy Breeze</div> - <div class="line">Will freeze you black and blue!</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">104</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MRS_COW" id="MRS_COW"></a>MRS. COW</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">It</span> was lucky that before long the Bunny Brothers came to the Old Farm. -Goodness knows what might have happened if they hadn’t. Before they -knew where they were Billy Breeze blew them head over heels amid a -cloud of snow right into the Old Cow Shed. You see, it didn’t have any -door—it just leaned against the Big Red Barn, with the Hay Stack on -one side and the Corn Crib on the other.</p> - -<p>There stood Mrs. Cow chewing her cud. But she didn’t have to whisk her -tail. No, sir! There wasn’t a fly anywhere!</p> - -<p>“Helloa! What brings you two bunnies<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">105</a></span> out such a day as this?” And Mrs. -Cow shook her head, making the little bell on her collar go ting-a-ling!</p> - -<p>“It was snowing only a little when we first started out,” answered -Little Jack Rabbit, trying to keep his teeth from chattering.</p> - -<p>“We turned the Scarecrow into a Snowman,” said Brother Bobby Tail, -stamping on his toes to make them warm. “We heard Professor Jim Crow -say he’d know a Scarecrow anywhere, so we thought we’d fool him this -time.”</p> - -<p>“But we couldn’t find him anywhere. Billy Breeze was kicking up such a -rumpus that we lost our way,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “It was too bad, -for I’m sure Professor Jim Crow never would have known the Old Clothes -Man of the Corn Field!”</p> - -<p>“Why don’t you hop into the straw over<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">106</a></span> there,” said Mrs. Cow. “You can -keep nice and warm till morning. By that time maybe the storm will be -over.”</p> - -<p>“You’re very kind,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “I hope mother won’t worry -tonight.”</p> - -<p>“You’ll find corn in the box in the corner,” said Mrs. Cow. “That will -do for supper.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear,” said Little Jack Rabbit, “my toes are so cold.”</p> - -<p>“Come over here,” said Mrs. Cow kindly, lying down on her straw bed. -“Now cuddle up to my warm body.”</p> - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">107</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_STRAW_PILE" id="THE_STRAW_PILE"></a>THE STRAW PILE</h2> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">“Oh,</span> I hope mother won’t be worried,” said Little Jack Rabbit again, -after he and Brother Bobby Tail had cuddled up to kind Mrs. Cow.</p> - -<p>“She’d be more worried if you didn’t get home tomorrow,” answered Mrs. -Cow. “If you try to go home tonight you’ll be lost—or maybe something -worse.”</p> - -<p>“What?” asked Brother Bobby Tail, sleepily.</p> - -<p>“Why, Danny Fox,” answered Mrs. Cow.</p> - -<p>“Oh, oh!” shivered the two little bunnies—not with the cold, you know, -but with<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">108</a></span> fright, for they were nice and warm beside Mrs. Cow.</p> - -<p>“Now, pretty soon,” she said, “the Kind Farmer will come to milk me. -He’ll bring his milk pail and a nice hot corn and bran mash for my -supper. So, don’t you wait when I tell you to run and hide. For he -won’t stop to knock on the door—there’s no door to knock on.” And Mrs. -Cow nodded her head till the little bell at her neck tinkled three -times.</p> - -<p>“Where shall we hide?” asked Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Over there in the straw pile,” answered Mrs. Cow. “You’d better go -over and make a nest for yourselves now. Be sure you can hide so that -not even the tip of your tail will show, for the Kind Farmer has very -bright eyes.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">109</a></span></p> - -<p>It didn’t take the Bunny Brothers long to make a nice hiding place in -the big straw pile, and after eating a supper of corn, they hopped -about the shed, hoping to find a stray carrot or turnip. But they -didn’t find any, and as Billy Breeze was sifting the snow through the -cracks and knotholes, they hopped back to cuddle up again to kind Mrs. -Cow.</p> - -<p>By and by they fell asleep and dreamed they were eating carrot ice -cream and clover cake. It was too bad that by and by the Kind Farmer -came out to milk, although very likely Mrs. Cow would have been -disappointed if he hadn’t. At any rate, all of a sudden, the two little -rabbits woke up with a start.</p> - -<p>“Run, run!” cried Mrs. Cow. “Hide, hide! He’s coming!”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">110</a></span></p> - -<p>Little Jack Rabbit didn’t wait to rub his eyes, neither did Brother -Bobby Tail, but away they hopped. And just in time, too; for no sooner -had they hidden in the straw than in walked the Kind Farmer with a nice -hot supper for Mrs. Cow. But you can well believe that these two little -rabbits were up and on their way home the next morning long before the -Kind Farmer had even opened his eyes.</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">111</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SQUIRREL_NUTCRACKER" id="SQUIRREL_NUTCRACKER"></a>SQUIRREL NUTCRACKER</h2> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Heigh ho, how the winds blow!</div> - <div class="line">Billy Breeze plays baseball in the snow.</div> - <div class="line">Over the fences and over the wall</div> - <div class="line">He makes a home run with a little snowball.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">The</span> Sunny Meadow was white with snow, and the Shady Forest dressed in -snowy laces. All the little Fourfooted Folk were either sound asleep in -their winter homes or tucked away safely from the storm.</p> - -<p>Little Jack Rabbit hopped over to the window of his little house in the -Old Bramble Patch and drew a picture of Danny Fox on the frosty pane. -Just then, all of a sudden, who should come sneaking along the Old Rail -Fence but that old robber himself.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">112</a></span></p> - -<p>“What is he after?” thought the little bunny, running to the kitchen -door to peek through the keyhole. But he didn’t open the door, let me -tell you. It was but a few feet over to the Old Rail Fence, and he -wasn’t going to give Danny Fox a chance to jump right into the kitchen -without first knocking on the door.</p> - -<p>But Danny Fox was too busy with something else. Yes, sir, that’s what -he was. He didn’t take his eyes off the ground, but crept along, oh so -carefully, until he came to the Big Chestnut Tree. Then he stopped and -looked up.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Old Squirrel Nutcracker sat in his tree,</div> - <div class="line">While down in the bushes sat Chick-a-dee-dee;</div> - <div class="line">But when Danny Fox came creeping along</div> - <div class="line">Chick-a-dee-dee stopped singing his song,</div> - <div class="line">As Squirrel Nutcracker ran out on a limb</div> - <div class="line">And hit Danny Fox on his old hat brim.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">113</a></span> -“Stop throwing nuts at me!” shouted Danny Fox, opening wide his mouth -to show all his long, white teeth.</p> - -<p>But that didn’t frighten Squirrel Nutcracker. Oh, my no! He just -curled his long, bushy tail over his back and began to chatter. But -Chick-a-dee-dee flew away. He didn’t wish to be there if there was to -be a fight. Of course that could never happen, for Danny Fox didn’t -know how to climb a tree and Squirrel Nutcracker knew too much to come -down to the ground.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“If you don’t go away from here,</div> - <div class="line">And do it pretty soon,</div> - <div class="line">Maybe I’ll reach up to the sky</div> - <div class="line">And hit you with the moon,”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi">shouted the old squirrel, which so frightened Danny Fox that he -ran home to his den.</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">114</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WINTER_TIME" id="WINTER_TIME"></a>WINTER TIME</h2> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">All the creatures, fur and feather,</div> - <div class="line">Cuddle close this snowy weather;</div> - <div class="line">Chippy Chipmunk ’neath a tree</div> - <div class="line">In his home as safe can be.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Squirrel Nutkin when it snows</div> - <div class="line">Hides his head beneath the clothes</div> - <div class="line">Of his little wooden bed</div> - <div class="line">In the oak tree overhead.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">And within the Bramble Patch</div> - <div class="line">Little Rabbit’s drawn the latch.</div> - <div class="line">Everyone’s almost asleep</div> - <div class="line">Waiting for the Spring’s first peep.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Chilly</span> Mr. North Wind blows from his home at the North Pole, making his -snow horses whirl over the Sunny Meadow and along the Old Rail Fence.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">115</a></span> -The Bubbling Brook is covered with a coat of ice, and the Farmer’s Boy -skates across the Old Duck Pond. But Granddaddy Bullfrog doesn’t hear -him, for he is sound asleep in the mud ’way down deep where the ice -never forms.</p> - -<p>Timmy Meadowmouse makes little tunnels through the snow, for he is too -small to walk over the drifts. But Danny Fox, that sly old robber, -sneaks along the bare places so as to leave no footprints to show where -he has been.</p> - -<p>Sometimes he turns to the Shady Forest, and sometimes to the farm, -where Cocky Doodle and Henny Penny prune their feathers on the sunny -side of the High Haystack.</p> - -<p>The Weathercock swings to and fro on the Big Red Barn and wishes it -were Spring.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">116</a></span></p> - -<p>Busy Beaver swims about under the ice in the Forest Pond, coming back -to his little house, whose front door is deep down where the water -never freezes. In the upper room he has stored away twigs and things -to eat till Mr. Merry Sun melts the ice and tells the flowers to bloom -again.</p> - -<p>All the birds have gone south except a few. Charlie Chickadee and Jimmy -Junko, though, don’t mind the chilly weather. They flutter here and -there, eating the dry seeds that still cling to the tall meadow grass, -or the dry berries in the Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>Peter Possum and his family are curled up in a warm hollow stump, and -the Big Brown Bear is snoring in his cave.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">The earth is clad in snow white,</div> - <div class="line">But all the trees are bare.</div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">117</a></span> - <div class="line">The farmer reads the almanac</div> - <div class="line">Within his old arm chair.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Good Mrs. Cow safe in the shed</div> - <div class="line">Upon the manger rubs her head,</div> - <div class="line">And if you listen you can tell</div> - <div class="line">How many times she rings her bell.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">She never takes her collar off</div> - <div class="line">For fear she’ll catch the whooping cough.</div> - <div class="line">Imagine how that little bell</div> - <div class="line">Would tinkle in a coughing spell.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">118</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SNOWMAN" id="THE_SNOWMAN"></a>THE SNOWMAN</h2> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Old Danny Fox, with his two small sons,</div> - <div class="line">Stood just outside his den;</div> - <div class="line">The snow was nearly two feet deep</div> - <div class="line">In the Shady Forest Glen.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">But they didn’t care, they had such fun</div> - <div class="line">Making a snowman with a gun,—</div> - <div class="line">A great big stick they had found close by,—</div> - <div class="line">That pointed right up to the cold blue sky.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi"><span class="smcap">Yes</span>, sir! Danny Fox was very kind to Bushytail and Slyboots, and -although the Little People of the Sunny Meadow and the Shady Forest -didn’t like him, Mrs. Fox and her two little cubs did. Oh my, yes!</p> - -<p>Almost every day he brought home something nice to eat; sometimes a -nice fat pullet<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">119</a></span> from the farmyard; sometimes a tender rabbit.</p> - -<p>“I saw Little Jack Rabbit last night, my dear,” said the crafty old fox -to his wife as he pushed a piece of coal in the snowman’s round face -for an eye. “But I couldn’t get near enough to catch him. My, but he’s -a wise little bunny,” and Danny Fox began to whistle:</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“If you want to catch a rabbit</div> - <div class="line">You must have a crafty habit,</div> - <div class="line">For he’s timid, very timid,</div> - <div class="line">And keeps a bright lookout;</div> - <div class="line">So if you want to catch him</div> - <div class="line">You must never, never shout.”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p>Pretty soon he remarked that he must make a call over at the farm, and -winking at Mrs. Fox, he ran off. After a while he reached the Big Red -Barn where the<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">120</a></span> Weathercock turned around every time Mr. North Wind -whistled.</p> - -<p>“Now, let me think,” said Danny Fox to himself. “All the chickens are -safe in the Henhouse; how am I to get in?”</p> - -<p>Just then Mr. Longtooth Rat looked out of the barn. Maybe he had heard -Danny Fox whispering to himself.</p> - -<p>“There’s a loose board on the back of the Henhouse. Why don’t you pull -it off?” And then that bad old rat grinned, for he didn’t care whether -the poor chickens were eaten by that old fox. In fact, if they were, -there’d be more corn for him. Wasn’t that selfish? Well, I just guess -it was, but there are lots of selfish people in this old world, and -that’s the reason every little boy and girl should learn to always save -a piece of candy<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">121</a></span> for mother. Then they’ll grow up to be good men and -women.</p> - -<p>Well, anyway, in a minute or two crafty Danny Fox sneaked around to the -rear of the Henhouse, for he didn’t want Old Sic’em, the farmer’s dog, -to see him. No sooner had he pulled on the loose board than he began to -smile.</p> - -<p>“I hope Old Sic’em won’t hear me,” he said, as he pushed his nose in -the crack and gave a great shove. Then, Oh, dear me! I mean, Oh, how -glad I am! The rusty nails made a dreadful noise—such a dreadful noise -that you could hear them in the next story.</p> - - - - -<div class="chapter"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">122</a></span> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FOX_HUNTING" id="FOX_HUNTING"></a>FOX HUNTING</h2> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“<span class="smcap">Creak</span>, creak, creak!</div> - <div class="line">I’m old and very rusty,</div> - <div class="line">Why don’t you wait till summertime</div> - <div class="line">When it is hot and dusty.</div> - <div class="line">This is no time to pull a nail</div> - <div class="line">When Mr. North Wind blows a gale,”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p class="noi">shouted a rusty nail as Danny Fox tugged away at the loose board -of the Henhouse.</p> - -<p>“S-s-s-sh!” whispered Danny Fox, “you’ll wake up Sic’em.”</p> - -<p>But he need not have worried, for old Sic’em was dreadfully deaf. -Besides, he was asleep on the mat in front of the kitchen stove, and -how could he hear a rusty nail talk out in the farmyard, I should like -to know.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">123</a></span> -All the same, Danny Fox stopped tugging at the board and looked around -just as Mrs. Cow came to the door of the shed. No sooner did she see -the old fox than she gave a loud “MOO!”</p> - -<p>“Keep quiet, can’t you?” whined Danny Fox, showing his long white -teeth. But they didn’t frighten her. Oh, my, no! She just lowered her -head and mooed again.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line outdent">“I’ll run my horn right through your tail</div> - <div class="line">If you don’t listen to that nail.</div> - <div class="line">That board was fastened there to keep</div> - <div class="line">Out folks like you who try to creep</div> - <div class="line">In through a hole to steal a hen,</div> - <div class="line">And maybe come around again.”</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - -<p>“Goodness me!” answered Danny Fox, “won’t you be quiet and let an -honest man get his supper?”</p> - -<p>This made Mrs. Cow laugh so hard that<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">124</a></span> the little bell on her leather -collar woke up the Kind Farmer, who had fallen asleep reading the -Almanac. When he opened the door and looked out, the Weathercock -pointed at Danny Fox hiding behind the Henhouse. But that wise old fox -didn’t wait another minute but turned and fled to his den on the wooded -hillside.</p> - -<p>“Gee whiskers!” cried the Kind Farmer, “there goes old Danny Fox,” and -he ran to get his gun.</p> - -<p>“Come on, Sic’em! Let’s go fox hunting!” And he and the old dog -followed Danny Fox’s footprints over the snow.</p> - -<p>“He lives under that pile of rocks, sure enough,” said the Kind Farmer, -following Danny Fox’s trail right up to his front door. “But how shall -I get him out?”</p> - -<p>And that’s just what old Sic’em thought,<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">125</a></span> only he didn’t say so. He -barked instead, and the hair on his back stood out straight like -bristles on my tooth brush. Then he wagged his tail and barked harder -than ever.</p> - -<p>“I guess I’ve come on a wild goose chase,” said the Kind Farmer. “That -old fox won’t come out, and I can’t wait here all day for we’re going -to have hot muffins for supper.”</p> - -<p>Then, with a whistle to Sic’em, he turned back to the farm.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> - <div class="block"> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Home again! The kitchen fire</div> - <div class="line">Warms the kettle to a song.</div> - <div class="line">Home again! And now forgotten</div> - <div class="line">Everything that has gone wrong.</div> - </div> - <div class="verse"> - <div class="line">Comfort and a place for dreaming</div> - <div class="line">In the big armchair to find—</div> - <div class="line">Where the wistful hearthstone fairies</div> - <div class="line">Fill with dreams your tired mind.</div> - </div> - </div> -</div> - - - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<hr class="divider" /> -<p class="center p180 mb0">LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> -BOOKS</p> - -<p class="center mt0"><small>(Trademark Registered)</small></p> -</div> - -<p class="center p150 mt0 mb0">By DAVID CORY</p> - -<p class="center mt0">Author of LITTLE JOURNEYS TO HAPPYLAND</p> - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p class="center p120 mt01 mb02"><strong>Colored Wrappers With Text Illustrations</strong></p> - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p>A new and unique series about the furred and feathered little people of -the wood and meadow.</p> - -<p>Children will eagerly follow the doings of little Jack Rabbit, who, -every morning as soon as he has polished the front door knob and fed -the canary, sets out from his little house in the bramble patch to meet -his friends in the Shady Forest and Sunny Meadow. And the clever way he -escapes from his three enemies, Danny Fox, Mr. Wicked Weasel and Hungry -Hawk will delight the youngsters.</p> - -<div class="block-centre"> -<div class="block"> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT’S ADVENTURES</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE SQUIRREL BROTHERS</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND CHIPPY CHIPMUNK</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE BIG BROWN BEAR</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND PROFESSOR CROW</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND OLD MAN WEASEL</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MR. WICKED WOLF</p> -<p class="hang">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND HUNGRY HAWK</p> -</div></div> - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p class="center p130 smcap mt01 mb02"> -Grosset & <span class="wordspaced">Dunlap, Publishers, New</span> York -</p> - -<hr class="double" /> - - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<p class="center p180 mb0">LITTLE<br /> JOURNEYS TO HAPPYLAND</p> - -<p class="center mt0"><small>(Trademark Registered)</small></p> -</div> - -<p class="center p130 mt0 mb0">By DAVID CORY</p> - -<p class="center">Individual Colored <span class="wordspaced">Wrappers. Profusely</span> Illustrated</p> - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p class="center mt01 mb03"><small><strong>Printed in large type—easy to <span class="wordspaced">read. For</span> -children from 4 to 8 years.</strong></small></p> - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p>A new series of exciting adventures by the author of <span class="p120">LITTLE JACK RABBIT</span> -books.</p> - -<p class="mb0">The Happyland is reached by various routes: If you should happen to -miss the Iceberg Express maybe you can take the Magic Soap Bubble, or -in case that has already left, the Noah’s Ark may be waiting for you.</p> - -<p class="mt0">This series is unique in that it deals with unusual and exciting -adventures on land and sea and in the air.</p> - - -<p class="noi p120 mb0"><strong>The Cruise of the Noah’s Ark</strong></p> - -<p class="mt0">This is a good rainy day story. On just such a day Mr. Noah invites -Marjorie to go for a trip in the Noah’s Ark. She gets aboard just in -time and away it floats out into the big wide world.</p> - - -<p class="noi p120 mb0"><strong>The Magic Soap Bubble</strong></p> - -<p class="mt0">The king of the gnomes has a magic pipe with which he blows a wonderful -bubble and taking Ed. with him they both have a delightful time in -Gnomeland.</p> - - -<p class="noi p120 mb0"><strong>The Iceberg Express</strong></p> - -<p class="mt0">The Mermaid’s magic comb changes little Mary Louise into a mermaid. The -Polar Bear Porter on the iceberg Express invites her to take a trip -with him and away they go on a little journey to -<a name="happy" id="happy"></a><ins title="Original has Hapyyland">Happyland</ins>.</p> - - -<hr class="double" /> - -<p class="center p130 smcap mt01 mb02"> -Grosset & <span class="wordspaced">Dunlap, Publishers, New</span> York -</p> - -<hr class="double" /> - - - -<div class="chapter mt3"> -<div class="figcenter width500"> -<img src="images/backcover.jpg" width="500" height="737" alt="Back cover" /> -<div class="caption">LITTLE JOURNEYS TO HAPPYLAND<br /> -All aboard Children! We may find ourselves in Gnomeland or -with the Ice Fairies at the North Pole—But get aboard! 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