THE ADVENTURES OF REDDY FOX By Thornton W. Burgess I. Granny Fox Gives Reddy a Scare Reddy Fox lived with Granny Fox. You see, Reddy was one of a largefamily, so large that Mother Fox had hard work to feed so many hungrylittle mouths and so she had let Reddy go to live with old Granny Fox. Granny Fox was the wisest, slyest, smartest fox in all the countryround, and now that Reddy had grown so big, she thought it about timethat he began to learn the things that every fox should know. So everyday she took him hunting with her and taught him all the things that shehad learned about hunting: about how to steal Farmer Brown's chickenswithout awakening Bowser the Hound, and all about the thousand and oneways of fooling a dog which she had learned. This morning Granny Fox had taken Reddy across the Green Meadows, upthrough the Green Forest, and over to the railroad track. Reddy hadnever been there before and he didn't know just what to make of it. Granny trotted ahead until they came to a long bridge. Then she stopped. "Come here, Reddy, and look down, " she commanded. Reddy did as he was told, but a glance down made him giddy, so giddythat he nearly fell. Granny Fox grinned. "Come across, " said she, and ran lightly across to the other side. But Reddy Fox was afraid. Yes, Sir, he was afraid to take one step onthe long bridge. He was afraid that he would fall through into the wateror onto the cruel rocks below. Granny Fox ran back to where Reddy sat. "For shame, Reddy Fox!" said she. "What are you afraid of? Just don'tlook down and you will be safe enough. Now come along over with me. " But Reddy Fox hung back and begged to go home and whimpered. SuddenlyGranny Fox sprang to her feet, as if in great fright. "Bowser the Hound!Come, Reddy, come!" she cried, and started across the bridge as fast asshe could go. Reddy didn't stop to look or to think. His one idea was to get away fromBowser the Hound. "Wait, Granny! Wait!" he cried, and started after heras fast as he could run. He was in the middle of the bridge before heremembered it at all. When he was at last safely across, it was to findold Granny Fox sitting down laughing at him. Then for the first timeReddy looked behind him to see where Bowser the Hound might be. He wasnowhere to be seen. Could he have fallen off the bridge? "Where is Bowser the Hound?" cried Reddy. "Home in Farmer Brown's dooryard, " replied Granny Fox dryly. Reddystared at her for a minute. Then he began to understand that Granny Foxhad simply scared him into running across the bridge. Reddy felt verycheap, very cheap indeed. "Now we'll run back again, " said Granny Fox. And this time Reddy did. II. Granny Shows Reddy a Trick Every day Granny Fox led Reddy Fox over to the long railroad bridgeand made him run back and forth across it until he had no fear of itwhatever. At first it had made him dizzy, but now he could run acrossat the top of his speed and not mind it in the least. "I don't see whatgood it does to be able to run across a bridge; anyone can do that!"exclaimed Reddy one day. Granny Fox smiled. "Do you remember the first time you tried to do it?"she asked. Reddy hung his head. Of course he remembered--remembered that Granny hadhad to scare him into crossing that first time. Suddenly Granny Fox lifted her head. "Hark!" she exclaimed. Reddy pricked up his sharp, pointed ears. Way off back, in the directionfrom which they had come, they heard the baying of a dog. It wasn't thevoice of Bowser the Hound but of a younger dog. Granny listened for afew minutes. The voice of the dog grew louder as it drew nearer. "He certainly is following our track, " said Granny Fox. "Now, Reddy, you run across the bridge and watch from the top of the little hill overthere. Perhaps I can show you a trick that will teach you why I havemade you learn to run across the bridge. " Reddy trotted across the long bridge and up to the top of the hill, asGranny had told him to. Then he sat down to watch. Granny trotted out inthe middle of a field and sat down. Pretty soon a young hound broke outof the bushes, his nose in Granny's track. Then he looked up and sawher, and his voice grew still more savage and eager. Granny Fox startedto run as soon as she was sure that the hound had seen her, but she didnot run very fast. Reddy did not know what to make of it, for Grannyseemed simply to be playing with the hound and not really trying to getaway from him at all. Pretty soon Reddy heard another sound. It was along, low rumble. Then there was a distant whistle. It was a train. Granny heard it, too. As she ran, she began to work back toward the longbridge. The train was in sight now. Suddenly Granny Fox started acrossthe bridge so fast that she looked like a little red streak. The dogwas close at her heels when she started and he was so eager to catch herthat he didn't see either the bridge or the train. But he couldn't beginto run as fast as Granny Fox. Oh, my, no! When she had reached the otherside, he wasn't halfway across, and right behind him, whistling for himto get out of the way, was the train. The hound gave one frightened yelp, and then he did the only thing hecould do; he leaped down, down into the swift water below, and the lastReddy saw of him he was frantically trying to swim ashore. "Now you know why I wanted you to learn to cross a bridge; it's a verynice way of getting rid of dogs, " said Granny Fox, as she climbed upbeside Reddy. III. Bowser the Hound Isn't Fooled Reddy Fox had been taught so much by Granny Fox that he began to feelvery wise and very important. Reddy is naturally smart and he had beenvery quick to learn the tricks that old Granny Fox had taught him. But Reddy Fox is a boaster. Every day he swaggered about on the GreenMeadows and bragged how smart he was. Blacky the Crow grew tired ofReddy's boasting. "If you're so smart, what is the reason you always keep out of sight ofBowser the Hound?" asked Blacky. "For my part, I don't believe that youare smart enough to fool him. " A lot of little meadow people heard Blacky say this, and Reddy knew it. He also knew that if he didn't prove Blacky in the wrong he would belaughed at forever after. Suddenly he remembered the trick that GrannyFox had played on the young hound at the railroad bridge. Why not playthe same trick on Bowser and invite Blacky the Crow to see him do it? Hewould. "If you will be over at the railroad bridge when the train comes thisafternoon, I'll show you how easy it is to fool Bowser the Hound, " saidReddy. Blacky agreed to be there, and Reddy started off to find out whereBowser was. Blacky told everyone he met how Reddy Fox had promised tofool Bowser the Hound, and every time he told it he chuckled as if hethought it the best joke ever. Blacky the Crow was on hand promptly that afternoon and with him camehis cousin, Sammy Jay. Presently they saw Reddy Fox hurrying across thefields, and behind him in full cry came Bowser the Hound. Just as oldGranny Fox had done with the young hound, Reddy allowed Bowser to getvery near him and then, as the train came roaring along, he raced acrossthe long bridge just ahead of it. He had thought that Bowser would be sointent on catching him that he would not notice the train until he wason the bridge and it was too late, as had been the case with the younghound. Then Bowser would have to jump down into the swift river or berun over. As soon as Reddy was across the bridge, he jumped off thetrack and turned to see what would happen to Bowser the Hound. The trainwas halfway across the bridge, but Bowser was nowhere to be seen. He must have jumped already. Reddy sat down and grinned in the mostself-satisfied way. The long train roared past, and Reddy closed his eyes to shut out thedust and smoke. When he opened them again, he looked right into thewide-open mouth of Bowser the Hound, who was not ten feet away. "Did you think you could fool me with that old trick?" roared Bowser. Reddy didn't stop to make reply; he just started off at the top of hisspeed, a badly frightened little fox. You see, Bowser the Hound knew all about that trick and he had justwaited until the train had passed and then had run across the bridgeright behind it. And as Reddy Fox, out of breath and tired, ran to seek the aid of GrannyFox in getting rid of Bowser the Hound, he heard a sound that made himgrind his teeth. "Haw, haw, haw! How smart we are!" It was Blacky the Crow. IV. Reddy Fox Grows Bold Reddy Fox was growing bold. Everybody said so, and what everybody saysmust be so. Reddy Fox had always been very sly and not bold at all. Thetruth is Reddy Fox had so many times fooled Bowser the Hound and FarmerBrown's boy that he had begun to think himself very smart indeed. Hehad really fooled himself. Yes, Sir, Reddy Fox had fooled himself. Hethought himself so smart that nobody could fool him. Now it is one of the worst habits in the world to think too muchof one's self. And Reddy Fox had the habit. Oh, my, yes! Reddy Foxcertainly did have the habit! When anyone mentioned Bowser the Hound, Reddy would turn up his nose and say: "Pooh! It's the easiest thing inthe world to fool him. " You see, he had forgotten all about the time Bowser had fooled him atthe railroad bridge. Whenever Reddy saw Farmer Brown's boy he would say with the greatestscorn: "Who's afraid of him? Not I!" So as Reddy Fox thought more and more of his own smartness, he grewbolder and bolder. Almost every night he visited Farmer Brown's henyard. Farmer Brown set traps all around the yard, but Reddy always found themand kept out of them. It got so that Unc' Billy Possum and Jimmy Skunkdidn't dare go to the henhouse for eggs any more, for fear that theywould get into one of the traps set for Reddy Fox. Of course they missedthose fresh eggs and of course they blamed Reddy Fox. "Never mind, " said Jimmy Skunk, scowling down on the Green Meadows whereReddy Fox was taking a sun bath, "Farmer Brown's boy will get him yet!I hope he does!" Jimmy said this a little spitefully and just as if hereally meant it. Now when people think that they are very, very smart, they like to showoff. You know it isn't any fun at all to feel smart unless others cansee how smart you are. So Reddy Fox, just to show off, grew very bold, very bold indeed. He actually went up to Farmer Brown's henyard in broaddaylight, and almost under the nose of Bowser the Hound he caught thepet chicken of Farmer Brown's boy. 'Ol Mistah Buzzard, sailing overheadhigh up in the blue, blue sky, saw Reddy Fox and shook his bald head: "Ah see Trouble on the way; Yes, Ah do! Yes, Ah do! Hope it ain'ta-gwine to stay; Yes, Ah do! Yes, Ah do! Trouble am a spry ol' man, Bound to find yo' if he can; If he finds yo' bound to stick. When Ahsees him, Ah runs quick! Yes, Ah do! Yes, Ah do!" But Reddy Fox thought himself so smart that it seemed as if he reallywere hunting for Ol' Mr. Trouble. And when he caught the pet chicken ofFarmer Brown's boy, Ol' Mr. Trouble was right at his heels. V. Reddy Grows Careless Ol' Mistah Buzzard was right. Trouble was right at the heels of ReddyFox, although Reddy wouldn't have believed it if he had been told. Hehad stolen that plump pet chicken of Farmer Brown's boy for no reasonunder the sun but to show off. He wanted everyone to know how bold hewas. He thought himself so smart that he could do just exactly what hepleased and no one could stop him. He liked to strut around through theGreen Forest and over the Green Meadows and brag about what he had doneand what he could do. Now people who brag and boast and who like to show off are almost sureto come to grief. And when they do, very few people are sorry for them. None of the little meadow and forest people liked Reddy Fox, anyway, andthey were getting so tired of his boasting that they just ached to seehim get into trouble. Yes, Sir, they just ached to see Reddy get intotrouble. Peter Rabbit, happy-go-lucky Peter Rabbit, shook his head gravely whenhe heard how Reddy had stolen that pet chicken of Farmer Brown's boy, and was boasting about it to everyone. "Reddy Fox is getting so puffed up that pretty soon he won't be able tosee his own feet, " said Peter Rabbit. "Well, what if he doesn't?" demanded Jimmy Skunk. Peter looked at Jimmy in disgust: "He comes to grief, however fleet, Who doesn't watch his flying feet. "Jimmy Skunk, if you didn't have that little bag of scent that everybodyis afraid of, you would be a lot more careful where you step, " repliedPeter. "If Reddy doesn't watch out, someday he'll step right into atrap. " Jimmy Skunk chuckled. "I wish he would!" said he. Now when Farmer Brown's boy heard about the boldness of Reddy Fox, heshut his mouth tight in a way that was unpleasant to see and reached forhis gun. "I can't afford to raise chickens to feed foxes!" said he. Then he whistled for Bowser the Hound, and together they started out. Itwasn't long before Bowser found Reddy's tracks. "Bow, wow, wow, wow!" roared Bowser the Hound. Reddy Fox, taking a nap on the edge of the Green Forest, heard Bowser'sbig, deep voice. He pricked up his ears, then he grinned. "I feel justlike a good run today, " said he, and trotted off along the CrookedLittle Path down the hill. Now this was a beautiful summer day and Reddy knew that in summer menand boys seldom hunt foxes. "It's only Bowser the Hound, " thought Reddy, "and when I've had a good run, I'll play a trick on him so that he willlose my track. " So Reddy didn't use his eyes as he should have done. Yousee, he thought himself so smart that he had grown careless. Yes, Sir, Reddy Fox had grown careless. He kept looking back to see where Bowserthe Hound was, but didn't look around to make sure that no other dangerwas near. Ol' Mistah Buzzard, sailing round and round, way up in the blue, bluesky, could see everything going on down below. He could see ReddyFox running along the edge of the Green Forest and every few minutesstopping to chuckle and listen to Bowser the Hound trying to pick outthe trail Reddy had made so hard to follow by his twists and turns. Andhe saw something else, did Ol' Mistah Buzzard. It looked to him verymuch like the barrel of a gun sticking out from behind an old tree justahead of Reddy. "Ah reckon it's just like Ah said: Reddy Fox is gwine to meet troubleright smart soon, " muttered Ol' Mistah Buzzard. VI. Drummer the Woodpecker Drums in Vain Once upon a time, before he had grown to think himself so very, verysmart, Reddy Fox would never, never have thought of running withoutwatching out in every direction. He would have seen that thing thatlooked like the barrel of a gun sticking out from behind the old treetoward which he was running, and he would have been very suspicious, very suspicious indeed. But now all Reddy could think of was what asplendid chance he had to show all the little meadow and forest peoplewhat a bold, smart fellow he was. So once more Reddy sat down and waited until Bowser the Hound was almostup to him. Just then Drummer the Woodpecker began to make a tremendousnoise--rat-a-tat-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat! Noweverybody who heard that rat-a-tat-tat-tat knew that it was a dangersignal. Drummer the Woodpecker never drums just that way for pleasure. But Reddy Fox paid no attention to it. He didn't notice it at all. Yousee, he was so full of the idea of his own smartness that he didn't haveroom for anything else. "Stupid thing!" said Drummer the Woodpecker to himself. "I don't knowwhat I am trying to warn him for, anyway. The Green Meadows and theGreen Forest would be better off without him, a lot better off! Nobodylikes him. He's a dreadful bully and is all the time trying to catch orscare to death those who are smaller than he. Still, he is so handsome!"Drummer cocked his head on one side and looked over at Reddy Fox. Reddy was laughing to see how hard Bowser the Hound was working tountangle Reddy's mixed-up trail. "Yes, Sir, he certainly is handsome, " said Drummer once more. Then he looked down at the foot of the old tree on which he was sitting, and what he saw caused Drummer to make up his mind. "I surely would missseeing that beautiful red coat of his! I surely would!" he muttered. "Ifhe doesn't hear and heed now, it won't be my fault!" Then Drummer theWoodpecker began such a furious rat-a-tat-tat-tat on the trunk of theold tree that it rang through the Green Forest and out across the GreenMeadows almost to the Purple Hills. Down at the foot of the tree a freckled face on which there was a blackscowl looked up. It was the face of Farmer Brown's boy. "What ails that pesky woodpecker?" he muttered. "If he doesn't keepstill, he'll scare that fox!" He shook a fist at Drummer, but Drummer didn't appear to notice. He keptright on, rat-a-tat-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat! VII. Too Late Reddy Fox Hears Drummer the Woodpecker was pounding out his danger signal so fast andso hard that his red head flew back and forth almost too fast to see. Rat-a-tat-tat-a-tat-tat, beat Drummer on the old tree trunk on the edgeof the Green Forest. When he stopped for breath, he looked down into thescowling face of Farmer Brown's boy, who was hiding behind the old treetrunk. Drummer didn't like the looks of that scowl, not a bit. And he didn'tlike the looks of the gun which Farmer Brown's boy had. He knew thatFarmer Brown's boy was hiding there to shoot Reddy Fox, but Drummer wasbeginning to be afraid that Farmer Brown's boy might guess what allthat drumming meant--that it was a warning to Reddy Fox. And if FarmerBrown's boy did guess that, why--why--anyway, on the other side of thetree there was a better place to drum. So Drummer the Woodpecker creptaround to the other side of the tree and in a minute was drumming harderthan ever. Whenever he stopped for breath, he looked out over the GreenMeadows to see if Reddy Fox had heard his warning. But if Reddy had heard, he hadn't heeded. Just to show off before allthe little meadow and forest people, Reddy had waited until Bowser theHound had almost reached him. Then, with a saucy flirt of his tail, Reddy Fox started to show how fast he could run, and that is very fastindeed. It made Bowser the Hound seem very slow, as, with his nose tothe ground, he came racing after Reddy, making a tremendous noise withhis great voice. Now Reddy Fox had grown as careless as he had grown bold. Instead oflooking sharply ahead, he looked this way and that way to see who waswatching and admiring him. So he took no note of where he was going andstarted straight for the old tree trunk on which Drummer the Woodpeckerwas pounding out his warning of danger. Now Reddy Fox has sharp eyes and very quick ears. My, my, indeed he has!But just now Reddy was as deaf as if he had cotton stuffed in his ears. He was chuckling to himself to think how he was going to fool Bowser theHound and how smart everyone would think him, when all of a sudden, heheard the rat-a-tat-tata-tat-tat of Drummer the Woodpecker and knew thatthat meant "Danger!" For just a wee little second it seemed to Reddy Fox that his heartstopped beating. He couldn't stop running, for he had let Bowserthe Hound get too close for that. Reddy's sharp eyes saw Drummer theWoodpecker near the top of the old tree trunk and noticed that Drummerseemed to be looking at something down below. Reddy Fox gave one quicklook at the foot of the old tree trunk and saw a gun pointed at him andbehind the gun the freckled face of Farmer Brown's boy. Reddy Fox gavea little gasp of fright and turned so suddenly that he almost fell flat. Then he began to run as never in his life had he run before. It seemedas though his flying feet hardly touched the grass. His eyes werepopping out with fright as with every jump he tried to run just a weebit faster. Bang! Bang! Two flashes of fire and two puffs of smoke darted frombehind the old tree trunk. Drummer the Woodpecker gave a frightenedscream and flew deep into the Green Forest. Peter Rabbit flattenedhimself under a friendly bramble bush. Johnny Chuck dived headfirst downhis doorway. Reddy Fox gave a yelp, a shrill little yelp of pain, and suddenly beganto go lame. But Farmer Brown's boy didn't know that. He thought he hadmissed and he growled to himself: "I'll get that fox yet for stealing my pet chicken!" VIII. Granny Fox Takes Care of Reddy Reddy Fox was so sore and lame that he could hardly hobble. He had hadthe hardest kind of work to get far enough ahead of Bowser the Hound tomix his trail up so that Bowser couldn't follow it. Then he had limpedhome, big tears running down his nose, although he tried hard not tocry. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" moaned Reddy Fox, as he crept in at the doorway ofhis home. "What's the matter now?" snapped old Granny Fox, who had just waked upfrom a sun nap. "I--I've got hurt, " said Reddy Fox, and began to cry harder. Granny Foxlooked at Reddy sharply. "What have you been doing now--tearing yourclothes on a barbed-wire fence or trying to crawl through a bull-briarthicket? I should think you were big enough by this time to look out foryourself!" said Granny Fox crossly, as she came over to look at Reddy'shurts. "Please don't scold, please don't, Granny Fox, " begged Reddy, who wasbeginning to feel sick to his stomach as well as lame, and to smartdreadfully. Granny Fox took one look at Reddy's wounds, and knew right away what hadhappened. She made Reddy stretch himself out at full length and thenshe went to work on him, washing his wounds with the greatest care andbinding them up. She was very gentle, was old Granny Fox, as she touchedthe sore places, but all the time she was at work her tongue flew, andthat wasn't gentle at all. Oh, my, no! There was nothing gentle aboutthat! You see, old Granny Fox is wise and very, very sharp and shrewd. Just assoon as she saw Reddy's hurts, she knew that they were made by shotfrom a gun, and that meant that Reddy Fox had been careless or he never, never would have been where he was in danger of being shot. "I hope this will teach you a lesson!" said Granny Fox. "What are youreyes and your ears and your nose for? To keep you out of just suchtrouble as this. "A little Fox must use his eyes Or get someday a sad surprise. "A little Fox must use his ears And know what makes each sound he hears. "A little Fox must use his nose And try the wind where'er he goes. "A little Fox must use all three To live to grow as old as me. "Now tell me all about it, Reddy Fox. This is summer and men don'thunt foxes now. I don't see how it happens that Farmer Brown's boy waswaiting for you with a gun. " So Reddy Fox told Granny Fox all about how he had run too near the oldtree trunk behind which Farmer Brown's boy had been hiding, but Reddydidn't tell how he had been trying to show off, or how in broad daylighthe had stolen the pet chicken of Farmer Brown's boy. You may be sure hewas very careful not to mention that. And so old Granny Fox puckered up her brows and thought and thought, trying to find some good reason why Farmer Brown's boy should have beenhunting in the summertime. "Caw, caw, caw!" shouted Blacky the Crow. The face of Granny Fox cleared. "Blacky the Crow has been stealing, andFarmer Brown's boy was out after him when Reddy came along, " said GrannyFox, talking out loud to herself. Reddy Fox grew very red in the face, but he never said a word. IX. Peter Rabbit Hears the News Johnny Chuck came running up to the edge of the Old Briarpatch quiteout of breath. You see, he is so round and fat and roly-poly that to runmakes him puff and blow. Johnny Chuck's eyes danced with excitement ashe peered into the Old Briar-patch, trying to see Peter Rabbit. "Peter! Peter Rabbit! Oh, Peter!" he called. No one answered. JohnnyChuck looked disappointed. It was the middle of the morning, and he hadthought that Peter would surely be at home then. He would try once more. "Oh, you Peter Rabbit!" he shouted in such a high-pitched voice that itwas almost a squeal. "What you want?" asked a sleepy voice from the middle of the OldBriar-patch. Johnny Chuck's face lighted up. "Come out here, Peter, where I can lookat you, " cried Johnny. "Go away, Johnny Chuck! I'm sleepy, " said Peter Rabbit, and his voicesounded just a wee bit cross, for Peter had been out all night, a habitwhich Peter has. "I've got some news for you, Peter, " called Johnny Chuck eagerly. "How do you know it's news to me?" asked Peter, and Johnny noticed thathis voice wasn't quite so cross. "I'm almost sure it is, for I've just heard it myself, and I've hurriedright down here to tell you because I think you'll want to know it, "replied Johnny Chuck. "Pooh!" said Peter Rabbit, "it's probably as old as the hills to me. You folks who go to bed with the sun don't hear the news until it's old. What is it?" "It's about Reddy Fox, " began Johnny Chuck, but Peter Rabbit interruptedhim. "Shucks, Johnny Chuck! You are slow! Why, it was all over Green Meadowslast night how Reddy Fox had been shot by Farmer Brown's boy!" jeeredPeter Rabbit. "That's no news. And here you've waked me up to tell mesomething I knew before you went to bed last night! Serves Reddy Foxright. Hope he'll be lame for a week, " added Peter Rabbit. "He can't walk at all!" cried Johnny Chuck in triumph, sure now thatPeter Rabbit hadn't heard the news. "What's that?" demanded Peter, and Johnny Chuck could hear him beginto hop along one of his little private paths in the heart of the OldBriar-patch. He knew now that Peter Rabbit's curiosity was aroused, andhe smiled to himself. In a few minutes Peter thrust a sleepy-looking face out from the OldBriar-patch and grinned rather sheepishly. "What was that you weresaying about Reddy Fox?" he asked again. "I've a good mind not to tell you, Mr. Know-it-all, " exclaimed JohnnyChuck. "Oh, please, Johnny Chuck, " pleaded Peter Rabbit. Finally Johnny gave in. "I said that Reddy Fox can't walk. Aren't youglad, Peter?" "How do you know?" asked Peter, for Peter is very suspicious of ReddyFox, and has to watch out for his tricks all the time. "Jimmy Skunk told me. He was up by Reddy's house early this morning andsaw Reddy try to walk. He tried and tried and couldn't. You won't haveto watch out for Reddy Fox for some time, Peter. Serves him right, doesn't it?'' "Let's go up and see if it really is true!" said Peter suddenly. "All right, " said Johnny Chuck, and off they started. X. Poor Reddy Fox Peter Rabbit and Johnny Chuck stole up the hill toward the home of ReddyFox. As they drew near, they crept from one bunch of grass to anotherand from bush to bush, stopping behind each to look and listen. Theywere not taking any chances. Johnny Chuck was not much afraid of ReddyFox, for he had whipped him once, but he was afraid of old Granny Fox. Peter Rabbit was afraid of both. The nearer he got to the home of ReddyFox, the more anxious and nervous he grew. You see, Reddy Fox had playedso many tricks to try and catch Peter that Peter was not quite sure thatthis was not another trick. So he kept a sharp watch in every direction, ready to run at the least sign of danger. When they had tiptoed and crawled to a point where they could see thedoorstep of the Fox home, Peter Rabbit and Johnny Chuck lay down in aclump of bushes and watched. Pretty soon they saw old Granny Fox comeout. She sniffed the wind and then she started off at a quick run downthe Lone Little Path. Johnny Chuck gave a sigh of relief, for he wasn'tafraid of Reddy and now he felt safe. But Peter Rabbit was just aswatchful as ever. "I've got to see Reddy for myself before I'll go a step nearer, " hewhispered. Just then Johnny Chuck put a hand on his lips and pointedwith the other hand. There was Reddy Fox crawling out of his doorwayinto the sun. Peter Rabbit leaned forward to see better. Was Reddy Foxreally so badly hurt, or was he only pretending? Reddy Fox crawled painfully out onto his doorstep. He tried to standand walk, but he couldn't because he was too stiff and sore. So he justcrawled. He didn't know that anyone was watching him, and with everymovement he made a face. That was because it hurt so. Peter Rabbit, watching from the clump of bushes, knew then that Reddywas not pretending. He knew that he had nothing, not the least littlething, to fear from Reddy Fox. So Peter gave a whoop of joy and sprangout into view. Reddy looked up and tried to grin, but made a face of pain instead. Yousee, it hurt so to move. "I suppose you're tickled to death to see me like this, " he growled toPeter Rabbit. Now Peter had every reason to be glad, for Reddy Fox had tried his bestto catch Peter Rabbit to give to old Granny Fox for her dinner, and timeand again Peter had just barely escaped. So at first Peter Rabbit hadwhooped with joy. But as he saw how very helpless Reddy really was andhow much pain he felt, suddenly Peter Rabbit's big, soft eyes filledwith tears of pity. He forgot all about the threats of Reddy Fox and how Reddy had tried totrick him. He forgot all about how mean Reddy had been. "Poor Reddy Fox, " said Peter Rabbit. "Poor Reddy Fox. " XI. Granny Fox Returns Up over the hill trotted old Granny Fox. She was on her way home witha tender young chicken for Reddy Fox. Poor Reddy! Of course, it was hisown fault, for he had been showing off and he had been careless or henever would have gone so near to the old tree trunk behind which FarmerBrown's boy was hiding. But old Granny Fox didn't know this. She never makes such mistakesherself. Oh, my, no! So now, as she came up over the hill to a placewhere she could see her home, she laid the chicken down and then shecrept behind a little bush and looked all over the Green Meadows to seeif the way was clear. She knew that Bowser the Hound was chained up. Shehad seen Farmer Brown and Farmer Brown's boy hoeing in the cornfield, soshe had nothing to fear from them. Looking over to her doorstep, she saw Reddy Fox lying in the sun, andthen she saw something else, something that made her eyes flash and herteeth come together with a snap. It was Peter Rabbit sitting up verystraight, not ten feet from Reddy Fox. "So that's that young scamp of a Peter Rabbit whom Reddy was going tocatch for me when I was sick and couldn't! I'll just show Reddy Fox howeasily it can be done, and he shall have tender young rabbit with hischicken!" said Granny Fox to herself. So first she studied and studied every clump of grass and every bushbehind which she could creep. She saw that she could get almost to wherePeter Rabbit was sitting and never once show herself to him. Thenshe looked this way and looked that way to make sure that no one waswatching her. No one did she see on the Green Meadows who was looking her way. ThenGranny Fox began to crawl from one clump of grass to another and frombush to bush. Sometimes she wriggled along flat on her stomach. Littleby little she was drawing nearer and nearer to Peter Rabbit. Now with all her smartness old Granny Fox had forgotten one thing. Yes, Sir, she had forgotten one thing. Never once had she thought to look upin the sky. And there was Ol' Mistah Buzzard sailing round and round and lookingdown and seeing all that was going on below. Ol' Mistah Buzzard is sharp. He knew just what old Granny Fox wasplanning to do--knew it as well as if he had read her thoughts. His eyestwinkled. "Ah cert'nly can't allow li'l' Brer Rabbit to be hurt, Ah cert'nlycan't!" muttered Ol' Mistah Buzzard, and chuckled. Then he slanted his broad wings downward and without a sound slid downout of the sky till he was right behind Granny Fox. "Do yo' always crawl home, Granny Fox?" asked Ol' Mistah Buzzard. Granny Fox was so startled, for she hadn't heard a sound, that shejumped almost out of her skin. Of course Peter Rabbit saw her then, andwas off like a shot. Granny Fox showed all her teeth. "I wish you would mind your ownbusiness, Mistah Buzzard!" she snarled. "Cert'nly, cert'nly, Ah sho'ly will!" replied Ol' Mistah Buzzard, andsailed up into the blue, blue sky. XII. The Lost Chicken When old Granny Fox had laid down the chicken she was bringing home toReddy Fox to try to catch Peter Rabbit, she had meant to go right backand get it as soon as she had caught Peter. Now she saw Peter goingacross the Green Meadows, lipperty-lipperty-lip, as fast as he could go. She was so angry that she hopped up and down. She tore up the grass andground her long, white teeth. She glared up at Ol' Mistah Buzzard, whohad warned Peter Rabbit, but all she could do was to scold, and thatdidn't do her much good, for in a few minutes Ol' Mistah Buzzard wasso far up in the blue, blue sky that he couldn't hear a word she wassaying. My, my, but old Granny Fox certainly was angry! If she hadn'tbeen so angry she might have seen Johnny Chuck lying as flat as he couldmake himself behind a big clump of grass. Johnny Chuck was scared. Yes, indeed, Johnny Chuck was dreadfullyscared. He had fought Reddy Fox and whipped him, but he knew that oldGranny Fox would be too much for him. So it was with great relief thatJohnny Chuck saw her stop tearing up the grass and trot over to see howReddy Fox was getting along. Then Johnny Chuck crept along until he wasfar enough away to run. How he did run! He was so fat and roly-poly thathe was all out of breath when he reached home, and so tired that he justdropped down on his doorstep and panted. "Serves me right for having so much curiosity, " said Johnny Chuck tohimself. Reddy Fox looked up as old Granny Fox came hurrying home. He was weakand very, very hungry. But he felt sure that old Granny Fox wouldbring him something nice for his breakfast, and as soon as he heard herfootsteps his mouth began to water. "Did you bring me something nice, Granny?" asked Reddy Fox. Now old Granny Fox had been so put out by the scare she had had and byher failure to catch Peter Rabbit that she had forgotten all about thechicken she had left up on the hill. When Reddy spoke, she rememberedit, and the thought of having to go way back after it didn't improve hertemper a bit. "No!" she snapped. "I haven't!--You don't deserve any breakfast anyway. If you had any gumption"--that's the word Granny Fox used, gumption--"ifyou had any gumption at all, you wouldn't have gotten in trouble, andcould get your own breakfast. " Reddy Fox didn't know what gumption meant, but he did know that he wasvery, very hungry, and do what he would, he couldn't keep back a coupleof big tears of disappointment. Granny Fox saw them. "There, there, Reddy! Don't cry. I've got a fine fat chicken for you upon the hill, and I'll run back and get it, " said Granny Fox. So off she started up the hill to the place where she had left thechicken when she started to try to catch Peter Rabbit. When she gotthere, there wasn't any chicken. No, Sir, there was no chicken atall--just a few feathers. Granny Fox could hardly believe her own eyes. She looked this way and she looked that way, but there was no chicken, just a few feathers. Old Granny Fox flew into a greater rage thanbefore. XIII. Granny Fox Calls Jimmy Skunk Names Granny Fox couldn't believe her own eyes. No, Sir, she couldn't believeher own eyes, and she rubbed them two or three times to make sure thatshe was seeing right. That chicken certainly had disappeared, and leftno trace of where it had gone. It was very queer. Old Granny Fox sat down to think who would dare stealanything from her. Then she walked in a big circle with her nose to theground, sniffing and sniffing. What was she doing that for? Why, tosee if she could find the tracks of anyone who might have stolen herchicken. "Aha!" exclaimed old Granny Fox, starting to run along the top of thehill, her nose to the ground. "Aha! I'll catch him this time!" In a few minutes she began to run more slowly, and every two or threesteps she would look ahead. Suddenly her eyes snapped, and she beganto creep almost flat on her stomach, just as she had crept for PeterRabbit. But it wasn't Peter Rabbit this time. It was--who do you think?Jimmy Skunk! Yes, Sir, it was Jimmy Skunk. He was slowly ambling along, for Jimmy Skunk never hurries. Every big stick or stone that he couldmove, he would pull over or look under, for Jimmy Skunk was hunting forbeetles. Old Granny Fox watched him. "He must have a tremendous appetite to behunting for beetles after eating my chicken!" muttered she. Thenshe jumped out in front of Jimmy Skunk, her eyes snapping, her teethshowing, and the hair on her back standing on end so as to make her lookvery fierce. But all the time old Granny Fox took the greatest care notto get too near to Jimmy Skunk. "Where's my chicken?" snarled old Granny Fox, and she looked very, veryfierce. Jimmy Skunk looked up as if very much surprised. "Hello, Granny Fox!" heexclaimed. "Have you lost a chicken?" "You've stolen it! You're a thief, Jimmy Skunk!" snapped Granny Fox. "Words can never make black white; Before you speak be sure you're right, " said Jimmy Skunk. "I'm not a thief. " "You are!" cried Granny working herself into a great rage. "I'm not!" "You are!" All the time Jimmy Skunk was chuckling to himself, and the more hechuckled the angrier grew old Granny Fox. And all the time Jimmy Skunkkept moving toward old Granny Fox and Granny Fox kept backing away, for, like all the other little meadow and forest people, she has very greatrespect for Jimmy Skunk's little bag of scent. Now, backing off that way, she couldn't see where she was going, andthe first thing she knew she had backed into a bramble bush. It tore herskirts and scratched her legs. "Ooch!" cried old Granny Fox. "Ha! ha! ha!" laughed Jimmy Skunk. "That's what you get for calling menames. " XIV. Granny Fox Finds What Became of the Chicken Old Granny Fox was in a terrible temper. Dear, dear, it certainly wasa dreadful temper! Jimmy Skunk laughed at her, and that made it worse. When he saw this, Jimmy Skunk just rolled over and over on the groundand shouted, he was so tickled. Of course, it wasn't the least bit niceof Jimmy Skunk, but you know that Granny Fox had been calling Jimmya thief. Then Jimmy doesn't like Granny Fox anyway, nor do any of theother little meadow and forest people, for most of them are very muchafraid of her. When old Granny Fox finally got out of the bramble bush, she didn't stopto say anything more to Jimmy Skunk, but hurried away, muttering andgrumbling and grinding her teeth. Old Granny Fox wasn't pleasant to meetjust then, and when Bobby Coon saw her coming, he just thought it bestto get out of her way, so he climbed a tree. It wasn't that Bobby Coon was afraid of old Granny Fox. Bless you, no! Bobby Coon isn't a bit afraid of her. It was because he had a fullstomach and was feeling too good-natured and lazy to quarrel. "Good morning, Granny Fox. I hope you are feeling well this morning, "said Bobby Coon, as old Granny Fox came trotting under the tree he wassitting in. Granny Fox looked up and glared at him with yellow eyes. "It isn't a good morning and I'm not feeling fine!" she snapped. "My goodness, how you have torn your skirts!" exclaimed Bobby Coon. Old Granny Fox started to say something unpleasant. Then she changed hermind and instead she sat down and told Bobby Coon all her troubles. Asshe talked, Bobby Coon kept ducking his head behind a branch of the treeto hide a smile. Finally Granny Fox noticed it. "What do you keep ducking your head for, Bobby Coon?" she askedsuspiciously. "I'm just looking to see if I can see any feathers from that chicken, "replied Bobby Coon gravely, though his eyes were twinkling withmischief. "Well, do you?" demanded old Granny Fox. And just then Bobby Coon did. They were not on the ground, however, butfloating in the air. Bobby Coon leaned out to see where they came from, and Granny Fox turned to look, too. What do you think they saw? Why, sitting on a tall, dead tree was Mr. Goshawk, just then swallowing thelast of Granny's chicken. "Thief! thief! robber! robber!" shrieked old Granny Fox. But Mr. Goshawk said nothing, just winked at Bobby Coon, puffed out hisfeathers, and settled himself for a comfortable nap. XV. Reddy Fox Has a Visitor Hardly was old Granny Fox out of sight on her way to hunt for thechicken she had left on the hill, when Unc' Billy Possum came strollingalong the Lone Little Path. He was humming to himself, for he had justhad a good breakfast. One of the Merry Little Breezes spied him andhurried to meet him and tell him about how Reddy Fox had been shot. Unc' Billy listened, and the grin with which he had greeted the MerryLittle Breeze grew into a broad smile. "Are yo' all sure about that?" he asked. The Merry Little Breeze was sure. Unc' Billy Possum stopped for a few minutes and considered. "Serves that no 'count Reddy Fox right, " chuckled Unc' Billy. "He donespoil mah hunting at Farmer Brown's, he raised such a fuss among thehens up there. 'Tisn't safe to go there any mo'! No, Suh, 'tisn't safe, and it won't be safe for a right smart while. Did yo' say that GrannyFox is home?" The Merry Little Breeze hadn't said anything about Granny Fox, but nowremembered that she had gone up the hill. "Ah believe Ah will just tote my sympathy over to Reddy Fox, " said Unc'Billy Possum, as he started in the direction of Reddy Fox's house. But he made sure that old Granny Fox was not at home before he showedhimself. Reddy Fox lay on his doorstep. He was sick and sore and stiff. Indeed, he was so stiff he couldn't walk at all. And he was weak--weakand hungry, dreadfully hungry. When he heard footsteps, he thought oldGranny Fox was bringing him the chicken after which she had gone. Hefelt too ill even to turn his head. "Did you get the chicken, Granny?" he asked weakly. No one answered. "Isay, did you get the chicken, Granny?" Reddy's voice sounded a littlesharp and cross as he asked this time. Still there was no reply, and Reddy began to be a little bit suspicious. He turned over and raised his head to look. Instead of old Granny Fox, there was Unc' Billy Possum grinning at him. "Smarty, Smarty is a thief! Smarty, Smarty came to grief! Tried to show off just for fun And ran too near a loaded gun. "Yo' all certainly has got just what yo' deserve, and Ah'm glad of it!Ah'm glad of it, Suh!" said Unc' Billy Possum severely. An angry light came into the eyes of Reddy Fox and made them an uglyyellow for just a minute. But he felt too sick to quarrel. Unc' BillyPossum saw this. He saw how Reddy was really suffering, and down deepin his heart Unc' Billy was truly sorry for him. But he didn't let Reddyknow it. No, indeed! He just pretended to be tickled to death to seeReddy Fox so helpless. He didn't dare stay long, for fear Granny Foxwould return. So, after saying a few more things to make Reddy feeluncomfortable, Unc' Billy started off up the Lone Little Path toward theGreen Forest. "Too bad! Too bad!" he muttered to himself. "If ol' Granny Fox isn'tsmart enough to get Reddy enough to eat, Ah'll have to see what we-allscan do. Ah cert'nly will. " XVI. Unc' Billy Possum Visits the Smiling Pool Joe Otter and Billy Mink were sitting on the Big Rock in the SmilingPool. Because they had nothing else to do, they were planning mischief. Jerry Muskrat was busy filling his new house with food for the winter. He was too busy to get into mischief. Suddenly Billy Mink put a finger on his lips as a warning to Little JoeOtter to keep perfectly still. Billy's sharp eyes had seen somethingmoving over in the bulrushes. Together he and Little Joe Otter watched, ready to dive into the Smiling Pool at the first sign of danger. In afew minutes the rushes parted and a sharp little old face peered out. Little Joe Otter and Billy Mink each sighed with relief, and their eyesbegan to dance. "Hi, Unc' Billy Possum!" shouted Billy Mink. A grin crept over the sharp little old face peering out from thebulrushes. "Hi, yo'self!" he shouted, for it really was Unc' Billy Possum. "What are you doing over here?" called Little Joe Otter. "Just a-looking round, " replied Unc' Billy Possum, his eyes twinkling. "Have you heard about Reddy Fox?" shouted Billy Mink. "Ah done jes' come from his home, " replied Unc' Billy Possum. "How is he?" asked Little Joe Otter. "Po'ly, he sho'ly is po'ly, " replied Unc' Billy Possum, shaking his headsoberly. Then Unc' Billy told Billy Mink and Little Joe Otter how ReddyFox was so stiff and sore and sick that he couldn't get anything to eatfor himself, and how old Granny Fox had lost a chicken which she hadcaught for him. "Serves him right!" exclaimed Billy Mink, who has never forgotten howReddy Fox fooled him and caught the most fish once upon a time. Unc' Billy nodded his head. "Yo' are right. Yo' cert'nly are right. Yes, Suh, Ah reckons yo' are right. Was yo' ever hungry, Billy Mink--realhungry?" asked Unc' Billy Possum. Billy Mink thought of the time when he went without his dinner becauseMr. Night Heron had gobbled it up, when Billy had left it in a temper. He nodded his head. "Ah was just a-wondering, " continued Une' Billy Possum, "how it wouldseem to be right smart powerful hungry and not be able to hunt fo'anything to eat. " For a few minutes no one said a word. Then Billy Mink stood up andstretched. "Good-by, " said Billy Mink. "Where are you going so suddenly?" demanded Little Joe Otter. "I'm going to catch a fish and take it up to Reddy Fox, if you mustknow!" snapped Billy Mink. "Good!" cried Little Joe Otter. "You needn't think that you can have allthe fun to yourself either, Billy Mink. I'm going with you. " There was a splash in the Smiling Pool, and Unc' Billy Possum was leftlooking out on nothing but the Smiling Pool and the Big Rock. He smiledto himself as he turned away. "Ah reckon Ah'll sho' have to do my share, too, " said he. And so it happened that when old Granny Fox finally reached home withnothing but a little wood mouse for Reddy, she found him taking a nap, his stomach as full as it could be. And just a little way off were twofish tails and the feathers of a little duck. XVII. Farmer Brown's Boy Is Determined Farmer Brown's boy had made up his mind. When he shut his teeth with aclick and drew his lips together into a thin, straight line, those whoknew him were sure that Farmer Brown's boy had made up his mind. That isjust what he had done now. He was cleaning his gun, and as he worked hewas thinking of his pet chicken and of all the other chickens that ReddyFox had taken. "I'm going to get that fox if it takes all summer!" exclaimed FarmerBrown's boy. "I ought to have gotten him the other day when I had a shotat him. Next time well, we'll see, Mr. Fox, what will happen next time. " Now someone heard Farmer Brown's boy, heard everything he said, thoughFarmer Brown's boy didn't know it. It was Unc' Billy Possum, who washiding in the very pile of wood on which Farmer Brown's boy was sitting. Unc' Billy pricked up his ears. He didn't like the tone of voice in which Farmer Brown's boy spoke. He thought of Reddy Fox still so stiff and sore and lame that he couldhardly walk, all from the shot which Farmer Brown's boy thought hadmissed. "There isn't gwine to be any next time. No, Suh, there isn't gwine to beany next time. Ah sho'ly doan love Reddy Fox, but Ah can't nohow lethim be shot again. Ah cert'nly can't!" muttered Unc' Billy Possum tohimself. Of course, Farmer Brown's boy didn't hear him. He didn't hear him and hedidn't see him when Unc' Billy Possum crept out of the back side of thewoodpile and scurried under the henhouse. He was too intent on his planto catch Reddy Fox. "I'm just going to hunt over the Green Meadows and through the GreenForest until I get that fox!" said Farmer Brown's boy, and as he said ithe looked very fierce, as if he really meant it. "I'm not going tohave my chickens stolen any more! No, Sir-e-e! That fox has got a homesomewhere on the Green Meadows or in the Green Forest, and I'm going tofind it. Then watch out, Mr. Fox!" Farmer Brown's boy whistled for Bowser the Hound and started for theGreen Forest. Unc' Billy Possum poked his sharp little old face out from under thehenhouse and watched them go. Usually Unc' Billy is grinning, but nowthere wasn't any grin, not the least sign of one. Instead Unc' BillyPossum looked worried. "There goes that boy with a gun, and nobody knows what'll happen when itgoes off. If he can't find Reddy Fox, just as likely as not he'll pointit at somebody else just fo' fun. Ah hope he doan meet up with mah ol'woman or any of mah li'l' pickaninnies. Ah'm plumb afraid of a boy witha gun, Ah am. 'Pears like he doan have any sense. Ah reckon Ah better bemoving along right smart and tell mah family to stay right close inthe ol' hollow tree, " muttered Unc' Billy Possum, slipping out from hishiding place. Then Unc' Billy began to run as fast as he could towardthe Green Forest. XVIII. The Hunt for Reddy Fox "Trouble, trouble, trouble, I feel it in the air; Trouble, trouble, trouble, it's round me everywhere. " Old Granny Fox muttered this over and over, as she kept walking arounduneasily and sniffing the air. "I don't see any trouble and I don't feel any trouble in the air. It's all in the sore places where I was shot, " said Reddy Fox, who wasstretched out on the doorstep of their home. "That's because you haven't got any sense. When you do get some andlearn to look where you are going, you won't get shot from behindold tree trunks and you will be able to feel trouble when it is near, without waiting for it to show itself. Now I feel trouble. You go downinto the house and stay there!" Granny Fox stopped to test the air withher nose, just as she had been testing it for the last ten minutes. "I don't want to go in, " whined Reddy Fox. "It's nice and warm out here, and I feel a lot better than when I am curled up way down there in thedark. " Old Granny Fox turned, and her eyes blazed as she looked at Reddy Fox. She didn't say a word. She didn't have to. Reddy just crawled into hishouse, muttering to himself. Granny stuck her head in at the door. "Don't you come out until I come back, " she ordered. Then she added:"Farmer Brown's boy is coming with his gun. " Reddy Fox shivered when he heard that. He didn't believe Granny Fox. Hethought she was saying that just to scare him and make him stay inside. But he shivered just the same. You see, he knew now what it meant tobe shot, for he was still too stiff and sore to run, all because he hadgone too near Farmer Brown's boy and his gun. But old Granny Fox had not been fooling when she told Reddy Fox thatFarmer Brown's boy was coming with a gun. It was true. He was comingdown the Lone Little Path, and ahead of him was trotting Bowser theHound. How did old Granny Fox know it? She just felt it! She didn't hearthem, she didn't see them, and she didn't smell them; she just felt thatthey were coming. So as soon as she saw that Reddy Fox had obeyed her, she was off like a little red flash. "It won't do to let them find our home, " said Granny to herself, as shedisappeared in the Green Forest. First she hurried to a little point on the hill where she could lookdown the Lone Little Path. Just as she expected, she saw Farmer Brown'sboy, and ahead of him, sniffing at every bush and all along the LoneLittle Path, was Bowser the Hound. Old Granny Fox waited to see no more. She ran as fast as she could in a big circle which brought her out onthe Lone Little Path below Farmer Brown's boy and Bowser the Hound, butwhere they couldn't see her, because of a turn in the Lone Little Path. She trotted down the Lone Little Path a very little way and then turnedinto the woods and hurried back up the hill, where she sat down andwaited. In a few minutes she heard Bowser's great voice. He had smelledher track in the Lone Little Path and was following it. Old Granny Foxgrinned. You see, she was planning to lead them far, far away from thehome where Reddy Fox was hiding, for it would not do to have them findit. And Farmer Brown's boy also grinned, as he heard the voice of Bowser theHound. "I'll hunt that fox until I get him, " he said. You see, he didn't knowanything about old Granny Fox; he thought Bowser was following ReddyFox. XIX Unc' Billy Possum Gives Warning "What's the matter with you, Unc' Billy? You look as if you had lostyour last friend. " It was Jimmy Skunk who spoke. Unc' Billy Possum stopped short. He had been hurrying so fast that hehadn't seen Jimmy Skunk at all. "Matter enuff, Suh! Matter enuff!" said Unc' Billy Possum, when he couldget his breath. "Do you hear that noise?" "Sure, I hear that noise. That's only Bowser the Hound chasing oldGranny Fox. When she gets tired she'll lose him, " replied Jimmy Skunk. "What are you worrying about Bowser the Hound for?" "Bowser the Hound will have to be smarter than he is now befo' he canworry me, Ah reckon, " said Unc' Billy Possum scornfully. "It isn'tBowser the Hound; it's Farmer Brown's boy and his gun!" Then Unc'Billy told Jimmy Skunk how he had been hiding in the woodpile at FarmerBrown's and had heard Farmer Brown's boy say that he was going to huntover the Green Meadows and through the Green Forest until he got ReddyFox. "What of it?" asked Jimmy Skunk. "If he gets Reddy Fox, so much thebetter. Reddy always did make trouble for other people. I don't see whatyou're worrying about Reddy Fox for. He's big enough to take care ofhimself. " "Yo' cert'nly are plumb slow in your wits this morning, Jimmy Skunk, yo' cert'nly are plumb slow! Supposing yo' should meet up with FarmerBrown's boy with that gun in his hands and supposing he had grown tiredof watching fo' Reddy Fox. That gun might go off, Jimmy Skunk; it mightgo off when it was pointing right straight at yo'!" said Unc' BillyPossum. Jimmy Skunk looked serious. "That's so, Unc' Billy, that's so!" he said. "Boys with guns do get dreadfully careless, dreadfully careless. Theydon't seem to think anything about the feelings of those likely to gethurt when the gun goes off. What was you thinking of doing, Unc' Billy?" "Just passing the word along so everybody in the Green Meadows andin the Green Forest will keep out of the way of Farmer Brown's boy, "replied Unc' Billy Possum. "Good idea, Unc' Billy! I'll help you, " said Jimmy Skunk. So Unc' Billy Possum went one way, and Jimmy Skunk went another way. And everyone they told hurried to tell someone else. Happy Jack Squirreltold Chatterer the Red Squirrel; Chatterer told Striped Chipmunk, andStriped Chipmunk told Danny Meadow Mouse. Danny Meadow Mouse told JohnnyChuck; Johnny Chuck told Peter Rabbit; Peter Rabbit told Jumper theHare; Jumper the Hare told Prickly Porky; Prickly Porky told Bobby Coon;Bobby Coon told Billy Mink; Billy Mink told Little Joe Otter; Little JoeOtter told Jerry Muskrat, and Jerry Muskrat told Grandfather Frog. Andeverybody hastened to hide from Farmer Brown's boy and his terrible gun. By and by Farmer Brown's boy noticed how still it was in the GreenForest. Nowhere did he see or hear a bird. Nowhere could he catch aglimpse of anybody who wore fur. "That fox must have scared away all the other animals and driven awayall the birds. I'll get him! See if I don't!" muttered Farmer Brown'sboy, and never once guessed that they were hiding from him. XX. Old Granny Fox Makes a Mistake Old Granny Fox was running through the overgrown old pasture, way upback of Farmer Brown's. She was cross and tired and hot, for it was avery warm day. Behind her came Bowser the Hound, his nose in Granny'stracks, and making a great noise with his big voice. Granny Fox wascross because she was tired. She hadn't done much running lately. Shedidn't mind running when the weather was cold, but now--"Oh dear, it ishot!" sighed old Granny Fox, as she stopped a minute to rest. Now old Granny Fox is very, very smart and very, very wise. She knowsall the tricks with which foxes fool those who try to catch them. Sheknew that she could fool Bowser the Hound and puzzle him so that hewouldn't be able to follow her track at all. But she wasn't ready to dothat yet. No, indeed! Old Granny Fox was taking great care to see thather tracks were easy to follow. She wanted Bowser the Hound to followthem, although it made her tired and hot and cross. Why did she? Well, you see, she was trying to lead him, and with him Farmer Brown's boy, far, far away from the home where Reddy Fox was nursing the woundsthat he had received when Farmer Brown's boy had shot at him a few daysbefore. "Bow, wow, wow!" roared Bowser the Hound, following every twist and turnwhich Granny Fox made, just as she wanted him to. Back and forth acrossthe old pasture and way up among the rocks on the edge of the mountainGranny Fox led Bowser the Hound. It was a long, long, long way from theGreen Meadows and the Green Forest. Granny Fox had made it a long waypurposely. She was willing to be tired herself if she could also tireBowser the Hound and Farmer Brown's boy. She wanted to tire them so thatwhen she finally puzzled and fooled them and left them there, they wouldbe too tired to go back to the Green Meadows. By and by Granny Fox came to a hole in the ground, an old house thathad once belonged to her grandfather. Now this old house had a back doorhidden close beside the hollow trunk of a fallen tree. Old Granny Foxjust ran through the house, out the back door, through the hollow tree, and then jumped into a little brook where there was hardly more thanenough water to wet her feet. Walking in the water, she left no scent inher tracks. Bowser the Hound came roaring up to the front door of the old house. Granny's tracks led right inside, and Bowser grew so excited that hemade a tremendous noise. At last he had found where Granny Fox lived; atleast he thought he had. He was sure that she was inside, for therewere her fresh tracks going inside and none coming out. Bowser the Houndnever once thought of looking for a back door. If he had, he wouldn'thave been any the wiser, because, you know, old Granny Fox had slippedaway through the hollow tree trunk. Granny Fox grinned as she listened to the terrible fuss Bowser wasmaking. Then, when she had rested a little, she stole up on the hillwhere she could look down and see the entrance to the old desertedhouse. She watched Bowser digging and barking. After a while a worriedlook crept into the face of old Granny Fox. "Where's Farmer Brown's boy? I thought surely he would follow Bowser theHound, " she muttered. XXI. Reddy Fox Disobeys When old Granny Fox had sent Reddy Fox into the house and told him tostay there until she returned home, he had not wanted to mind, but heknew that Granny Fox meant just what she said, and so he had crawledslowly down the long hall to the bedroom, way underground. Pretty soon Reddy Fox heard a voice. It was very faint, for you knowReddy was in his bedroom way underground, but he knew it. He pricked uphis ears and listened. It was the voice of Bowser the Hound, and Reddyknew by the sound that Bowser was chasing Granny Fox. Reddy grinned. He wasn't at all worried about Granny Fox, not the leastlittle bit. He knew how smart she was and that whenever she wanted to, she could get rid of Bowser the Hound. Then a sudden thought popped intoReddy's head, and he grew sober. "Granny did feel trouble coming, just as she said, " he thought. Then Reddy Fox curled himself up and tried to sleep. He intended to mindand not put his little black nose outside until old Granny Fox returned. But somehow Reddy couldn't get to sleep. His bedroom was small, and hewas so stiff and sore that he could not get comfortable. He twisted andturned and fidgeted. The more he fidgeted, the more uncomfortable hegrew. He thought of the warm sunshine outside and how comfortable hewould be, stretched out full length on the doorstep. It would take thesoreness out of his legs. Something must have happened to Granny to keepher so long. If she had known that she was going to be gone such a longtime, she wouldn't have told him to stay until she came back, thoughtReddy. By and by Reddy Fox crept a little way up the long, dark hall. He couldjust see the sunlight on the doorstep. Pretty soon he went a little bitnearer. He wasn't going to disobey old Granny Fox. Oh, no! No, indeed!She had told him to stay in the house until she returned. She hadn'tsaid that he couldn't look out! Reddy crawled a little nearer to theopen door and the sunlight. "Granny Fox is getting old and timid. Just as if my eyes aren't as sharpas hers! I'd like to see Farmer Brown's boy get near me when I am reallyon the watch, " said Reddy Fox to himself. And then he crept a littlenearer to the open door. How bright and warm and pleasant it did look outside! Reddy just knewthat he would feel ever and ever so much better if he could stretchout on the doorstep. He could hear Jenny Wren fussing and scolding atsomeone or something, and he wondered what it could be. He crept just awee bit nearer. He could hear Bowser's voice, but it was so faint thathe had to prick up his sharp little ears and listen with all his mightto hear it at all. "Granny's led them way off on the mountain. Good old Granny!" thoughtReddy Fox. Then he crawled right up to the very doorway. He could stillhear Jenny Wren scolding and fussing. "What does ail her? "If it's hot or if it's cold, Jenny Wren will always scold. From morn till night the whole day long Her limber tongue is going strong. "I'm going to find out what it means, " said Reddy, talking to himself. Reddy Fox poked his head out and--looked straight into the freckled faceof Farmer Brown's boy and the muzzle of that dreadful gun! XXII. Ol' Mistah Buzzard's Keen Sight Old Granny Fox had thought that when she fooled Bowser the Hound upin the old pasture on the edge of the mountain she could take her timegoing home. She was tired and hot, and she had planned to pick out theshadiest paths going back. She had thought that Farmer Brown's boy wouldsoon join Bowser the Hound, when Bowser made such a fuss about havingfound the old house into which Granny Fox had run. But Farmer Brown's boy had not yet appeared, and Granny Fox was gettingworried. Could it be that he had not followed Bowser the Hound, afterall? Granny Fox went out on a high point and looked, but she could seenothing of Farmer Brown's boy and his gun. Just then Ol' Mistah Buzzardcame sailing down out of the blue, blue sky and settled himself on atall, dead tree. Now Granny Fox hadn't forgotten how Ol' Mistah Buzzardhad warned Peter Rabbit just as she was about to pounce on him, but shesuddenly thought that Ol' Mistah Buzzard might be of use to her. So old Granny Fox smoothed out her skirts and walked over to the foot ofthe tree where Ol' Mistah Buzzard sat. "How do you do today, neighbor Buzzard?" inquired Granny Fox, smiling upat Ol' Mistah Buzzard. "Ah'm so as to be up and about, thank yo', " replied Ol' Mistah Buzzard, spreading his wings out so that air could blow under them. "My!" exclaimed old Granny Fox, "what splendid great wings you have, Mistah Buzzard! It must be grand to be able to fly. I suppose youcan see a great deal from way up there in the blue, blue sky, MistahBuzzard. " Ol' Mistah Buzzard felt flattered. "Yes, " said he, "Ah can see allthat's going on on the Green Meadows and in the Green Forest. " "Oh, Mistah Buzzard, you don't really mean that!" exclaimed old GrannyFox, just as if she wanted to believe it, but couldn't. "Yes, Ah can!" replied Ol' Mistah Buzzard. "Really, Mistah Buzzard? Really? Oh, I can't believe that your eyes areso sharp as all that! Now I know where Bowser the Hound is and whereFarmer Brown's boy is, but I don't believe you can see them, " saidGranny Fox. Ol' Mistah Buzzard never said a word but spread his broad wings and ina few minutes he had sailed up, up, up until he looked like just a tinyspeck to old Granny Fox. Now old Granny Fox had not told the truth whenshe said she knew where Farmer Brown's boy was. She thought she wouldtrick Ol' Mistah Buzzard into telling her. In a few minutes down came Ol' Mistah Buzzard. "Bowser the Hound is upin the old back pasture, " said he. "Right!" cried old Granny Fox, clapping her hands. "And where is FarmerBrown's boy?" "Farmer Brown's boy is... " Ol' Mistah Buzzard paused. "Where? Where?" asked Granny Fox, so eagerly that Ol' Mistah Buzzardlooked at her sharply. "Yo' said you knew, so what's the use of telling yo'?" said Ol' MistahBuzzard. Then he added: "But if Ah was yo', Ah cert'nly would get homeright smart soon. " "Why? Do, do tell me what you saw, Mistah Buzzard!" begged Granny Fox. But Ol' Mistah Buzzard wouldn't say another word, so old Granny Foxstarted for home as fast as she could run. "Oh dear, I do hope Reddy Fox minded me and stayed in the house, " shemuttered. XXII Granny Fox Has a Terrible Scare Old Granny Fox felt her heart sink way down to her toes, for she feltsure Ol' Mistah Buzzard had seen Farmer Brown's boy and his gun overnear the house where Reddy Fox was nursing his wounds, or he wouldn'thave advised her to hurry home. She was already very tired and hot fromthe long run to lead Bowser the Hound away from the Green Meadows. Shehad thought to walk home along shady paths and cool off, but now shemust run faster than ever, for she must know if Farmer Brown's boy hadfound her house. "It's lucky I told Reddy Fox to go inside and not come out till Ireturned; it's very lucky I did that, " thought Granny Fox as she ran. Presently she heard voices singing. They seemed to be in the treetopsover her head. "Happily we dance and play All the livelong sunny day! Happily we run and race And win or lose with smiling face!" Granny Fox knew the voices, and she looked up. Just as she expected, shesaw the Merry Little Breezes of Old Mother West Wind playing among theleaves. Just then one of them looked down and saw her. "There's old Granny Fox! Just see how hot and tired she looks. Let's godown and cool her off!" shouted the Merry Little Breeze. In a flash they were all down out of the treetops and dancing aroundold Granny Fox, cooling her off. Of course, Granny Fox kept right onrunning. She was too worried not to. But the Merry Little Breezes keptright beside her, and it was not nearly as hard running now as it hadbeen. "Have you seen Farmer Brown's boy?" panted Granny Fox. "Oh, yes! We saw him just a little while ago over near your house, Granny Fox. We pulled his hat off, just to hear him scold, " shouted theMerry Little Breezes, and then they tickled and laughed as if they hadhad a good time with Farmer Brown's boy. But old Granny Fox didn't laugh--oh, my, no, indeed! Her heart wentlower still, and she did her best to run faster. Pretty soon she cameout on the top of the hill where she could look, and then it seemed asif her heart came right up in her mouth and stopped beating. Her eyespopped almost out of her head. There was Farmer Brown's boy standingright in front of the door of her home. And while she was watching, whatshould Reddy Fox do but stick his head out the door. Old Granny Fox saw the gun of Farmer Brown's boy pointed right at Reddyand she clapped both hands over her eyes to shut out the dreadful sight. Then she waited for the bang of the gun. It didn't come. Then Grannypeeped through her fingers. Farmer Brown's boy was still there, butReddy Fox had disappeared inside the house. Granny Fox sighed in relief. It had been a terrible scare, the worst shecould remember. XXIV. Granny and Reddy Have To Move "I don't want to move, " whined Reddy Fox. "I'm too sore to walk. " Old Granny Fox gave him a shove. "You go along and do as I say!" shesnapped. "If you had minded me, we wouldn't have to move. It's all yourown fault. The wonder is that you weren't killed when you poked yourhead out right in front of Farmer Brown's boy. Now that he knows wherewe live, he will give us no peace. Move along lively now! This is thebest home I have ever had, and now I've got to leave it. Oh dear! Ohdear!" Reddy Fox hobbled along up the long hall and out the front door. He waswalking on three legs, and at every step he made a face because, youknow, it hurt so to walk. The little stars, looking down from the sky, saw Reddy Fox limp out thedoor of the house he had lived in so long, and right behind him came oldGranny Fox. Granny sighed and wiped away a tear, as she said good-byto her old home. Reddy Fox was thinking too much of his own troubles tonotice how badly Granny Fox was feeling. Every few steps he had to sitdown and rest because it hurt him so to walk. "I don't see the use of moving tonight, anyway. It would be a lot easierand pleasanter when the sun is shining. This night air makes me so stiffthat I know I never will get over it, " grumbled Reddy Fox. Old Granny Fox listened to him for a while, and then she lost patience. Yes, Sir, Granny Fox lost patience. She boxed Reddy Fox first on one earand then on the other. Reddy began to snivel. "Stop that!" said Granny Fox sharply. "Do you want all the neighbors toknow that we have got to move? They'll find it out soon enough. Now comealong without any more fuss. If you don't, I'll just go off and leaveyou to shift for yourself. Then how will you get anything to eat?" Reddy Fox wiped his eyes on his coat sleeve and hobbled along as best hecould. Granny Fox would run a little way ahead to see that the way wassafe and then come back for Reddy. Poor Reddy. He did his best notto complain, but it was such hard work. And somehow Reddy Fox didn'tbelieve that it was at all necessary. He had been terribly frightenedwhen he had disobeyed Granny Fox that afternoon and put his head out thedoor, only to look right into the freckled face of Farmer Brown's boy. He had ducked back out of sight again too quickly for Farmer Brown's boyto shoot, and now he couldn't see why old Granny Fox wanted to move thatvery night. "She's getting old. She's getting old and timid and fussy, " mutteredReddy Fox, as he hobbled along behind her. It seemed to Reddy as if they had walked miles and miles. He reallythought that they had been walking nearly all night when old Granny Foxstopped in front of the worst-looking old fox house Reddy had ever seen. "Here we are!" said she. "What! Are we going to live in that thing?" cried Reddy. "It isn't fitfor any respectable fox to put his nose into. " "It is where I was born!" snapped old Granny Fox. "If you want to keepout of harm's way, don't go to putting on airs now. "Who scorns the simple things of life And tilts his nose at all he sees, Is almost sure to feel the knife Of want cut through his pleasant ease. "Now don't let me hear another word from you, but get inside at once!" Reddy Fox didn't quite understand all Granny Fox said, but he knew whenshe was to be obeyed, and so he crawled gingerly through the broken-downdoorway. XXV. Peter Rabbit Makes a Discovery Hardly had jolly, round, red Mr. Sun thrown off his nightcap and comeout from his home behind the Purple Hills for his daily climb up in theblue, blue sky, when Farmer Brown's boy started down the Lone LittlePath through the Green Forest. Peter Rabbit, who had been out all night and was just then on his wayhome, saw him. Peter stopped and sat up to rub his eyes and look again. He wasn't quite sure that he had seen aright the first time. But hehad. There was Farmer Brown's boy, sure enough, and at his heels trottedBowser the Hound. Peter Rabbit rubbed his eyes once more and wrinkled up his eyebrows. Farmer Brown's boy certainly had a gun over one shoulder and a spadeover the other. Where could he be going down the Lone Little Path with aspade? Farmer Brown's garden certainly was not in that direction. Peterwatched him out of sight and then he hurried down to the Green Meadowsto tell Johnny Chuck what he had seen. My, how Peter's long legs didfly! He was so excited that he had forgotten how sleepy he had felt afew minutes before. Halfway down to Johnny Chuck's house, Peter Rabbit almost ran plump intoBobby Coon and Jimmy Skunk, who had been quarreling and were callingeach other names. They stopped when they saw Peter Rabbit. "Peter Rabbit runs away From his shadder, so they say. Peter, Peter, what a sight! Tell us why this sudden fright, " shouted Bobby Coon. Peter Rabbit stopped short. Indeed, he stopped so short that he almostturned a somersault. "Say, " he panted, "I've just seen Farmer Brown'sboy. " "You don't say so!" said Jimmy Skunk, pretending to be very muchsurprised. "You don't say so! Why, now I think of it, I believe I'veseen Farmer Brown's boy a few times myself. " Peter Rabbit made a good-natured face at Jimmy Skunk, and then he toldall about how he had seen Farmer Brown's boy with gun and spade andBowser the Hound going down the Lone Little Path. "You know there isn'tany garden down that way, " he concluded. Bobby Coon's face wore a sober look. Yes, Sir, all the fun was gone fromBobby Coon's face. "What's the matter?" asked Jimmy Skunk. "I was just thinking that Reddy Fox lives over in that direction and heis so stiff that he cannot run, " replied Bobby Coon. Jimmy Skunk hitched up his trousers and started toward the Lone LittlePath. "Come on!" said he. "Let's follow him and see what he is about. " Bobby Coon followed at once, but Peter Rabbit said he would hurry overand get Johnny Chuck and then join the others. All this time Farmer Brown's boy had been hurrying down the Lone LittlePath to the home old Granny Fox and Reddy Fox had moved out of the nightbefore. Of course, he didn't know that they had moved. He put down hisgun, and by the time Jimmy Skunk and Bobby Coon and Peter Rabbit andJohnny Chuck reached a place where they could peep out and see what wasgoing on, he had dug a great hole. "Oh!" cried Peter Rabbit, "he's digging into the house of Reddy Fox, andhe'll catch poor Reddy!" XXVI. Farmer Brown's Boy Works for Nothing The grass around the doorstep of the house where Reddy Fox had alwayslived was all wet with dew when Farmer Brown's boy laid his gun down, took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and picked up his spade. It was cool and beautiful there on the edge of the Green Meadows. Jolly, round, red Mr. Sun had just begun his long climb up in the blue, bluesky. Mr. Redwing was singing for joy over in the bulrushes on the edgeof the Smiling Pool. Yes, it was very beautiful, very beautiful indeed. It didn't seem as if harm could come to anyone on such a beautifulmorning. But there was Farmer Brown's boy. He had crawled on his hands and kneeswithout making a sound to get near enough to the home of Reddy Fox toshoot if Reddy was outside. But there was no sign of Reddy, so FarmerBrown's boy had hopped up, and now he was whistling as he began to dig. His freckled face looked good-natured. It didn't seem as if he couldmean harm to anyone. But there lay the gun, and he was working as if he meant to get to thevery bottom of Reddy Fox's home! Deeper and deeper grew the hole, and bigger and bigger grew the pile ofsand which he threw out. He didn't know that anyone was watching him, except Bowser the Hound. He didn't see Johnny Chuck peeping from behinda tall bunch of meadow grass, or Peter Rabbit peeping from behind atree on the edge of the Green Forest, or Bobby Coon looking from a safehiding place in the top of that same tree. He didn't see Jimmy Skunk orUnc' Billy Possum or Happy Jack Squirrel or Digger the Badger. He didn'tsee one of them, but they saw him. They saw every shovelful of sand thathe threw, and their hearts went pit-a-pat as they watched, for each onefelt sure that something dreadful was going to happen to Reddy Fox. Only Ol' Mistah Buzzard knew better. From way up high in the blue, bluesky he could look down and see many things. He could see all the littlemeadow and forest people who were watching Farmer Brown's boy. Theharder Farmer Brown's boy worked, the more Ol' Mistah Buzzard chuckledto himself. What was he laughing at? Why, he could see the sharp face ofold Granny Fox, peeping out from behind an old fence corner, and she wasgrinning. So Ol' Mistah Buzzard knew Reddy Fox was safe. But the other little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadowsdidn't know that old Granny Fox and Reddy Fox had moved, and their facesgrew longer and longer as they watched Farmer Brown's boy go deeper anddeeper into the ground. "Reddy Fox has worried me almost to death and would eat me if he couldcatch me, but somehow things wouldn't be quite the same without himaround. Oh dear, I don't want him killed, " moaned Peter Rabbit. "Perhaps he isn't home, " said Jimmy Skunk. "Of course he's home; he's so stiff and sore he can hardly walk at alland has to stay home, " replied Johnny Chuck. "Hello, what's the matternow?" Everybody looked. Farmer Brown's boy had climbed out of the hole. Helooked tired and cross. He rested for a few minutes, and as he rested, he scowled. Then he began to shovel the sand back into the hole. He hadreached the bottom and found no one there. "Hurrah!" shouted Peter Rabbit and struck his heels together as hejumped up in the air. And the others were just as glad as Peter Rabbit. Johnny Chuck wasespecially glad, for, you see, Farmer Brown's boy had once foundJohnny's snug home, and Johnny had had to move as suddenly as did Grannyand Reddy Fox. Johnny knew just how Reddy must feel, for he had had manynarrow escapes in his short life. You can read all about them in thenext book, The Adventures of Johnny Chuck.