Little Jack Rabbit and Danny Fox

<h2><SPAN name="THE_SNOWMAN" id="THE_SNOWMAN"></SPAN>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,&mdash;</div> <div class="line">A great big stick they had found close by,&mdash;</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"><SPAN name="Page_119" id="Page_119">119</SPAN></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"><SPAN name="Page_120" id="Page_120">120</SPAN></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"><SPAN name="Page_121" id="Page_121">121</SPAN></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&mdash;such a dreadful noise that you could hear them in the next story.</p> <hr class="divider" /> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_122" id="Page_122">122</SPAN></span> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />