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'Aflcr the fox hunt Busier John felt that
lie hnd rocovorcil some lost ground , ns the
tnylng Is. Up tn that tlmo ho had been
somewhat hnndlcnppod by the experiences
of Sweetest Susan. You will remember th.it
It was Swecti-st Susan -who discovered the
Grandmother of the Dolls. This wns n very
Important discovery , too , for It led to the
tcfiualntnnce of llttlo Mr. Thlmbleflinger nlid
to the queer adventures of the .children . In
the country next door to the world. More
than that , Sweetest Susan had been kid-
imped by the crazy man. It was natural ,
therefore , that Duster John Miould feel "put
out , " as ho expressed It , by these ovents.
Hut his talk with Mr. Hobs had led to the
manufacture of the wonderful bubble , and
now ho had witnessed n real fox hunt , per
haps the most Interesting one that ever
occurred In all Hint part of the country.
Ho didn't put on any airs about It , ns
Bomo boys would have done , but he took
lialns to relate every event to his sister and
Drusllla , just ns It occurred , as far as ho
could remember It ; and ho patiently an-
twcred every question they nskod him. For
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HH PURSUED THE CAT ADOUT.
a long tlmo the story of the fox hunt was
the only pleco of oral literature the chil
dren had to discuss , but there was always
something now to bo said of Hodo , or tUo
borrel horse , or Job Maxwell.
Sweetest Susan hardly knew whether to
feel sorry for Old Scar-Faco or not. Some
times she was inclined to rcgrot his taking
off , but when she remembered the scream
of the poor Httlo rabbit she was willing to
believe that the old fox had received his
deserts.
As for Drusllla , the had not a spark of
sympathy for Old Scar-Face. "I'm glad
dry cotch Mm , " she said. "Do dogs done
'Im des llko ho < lone < lo yuther crccturs. An'
'pon top cr dat , ho sot up clar an' grin , an'
brag 'bout how ho gwlno tor outdo um. I
hear ol * folks say dat dem what do de mos'
braggln' Is de mos' no 'count. I'm glad dey
got Mm. Ho had plenty tlmo ten go 'way ;
ho dea hung 'roun' here kazo ho b'lleve dey
nln't no dog kin outdo Mm. "
This sort of talk led , of course to Joe Max
well and Hodo , and before Duster John
know It ho would be describing the famous
chase over again. For a long tlmo this
was interesting , but after awhile the small
audience grew tired of hearing It and Dus
ter John grow tired of telling It.
Christmas nnd New Year cnmo and went
nnd were followed by weather so cold
nnd stormy that the youngsters had to stay
in the house , and Johnny Dapter had as
much as ho could do to keep the big
hickory logs piled high enough In the wldo
fireplace. A flro big enough , It seemed , to
roast an ox would hardly keep the dining
room or the sluing room warm. It rained
nnd sleeted and then snowed , and the snow
htaycd on the ground long enough to glvo
the children an opportunity to enjoy them-
Rnlves on some clumsy sleds that Johnny
Ilapter made for them.
Hut toward the last of 'March ' a heavy
rain storm cnmo roaring and sweeping
along , and after that spring came out of
her hiding place and brought warm eun-
fihlno and the ilowcra with her. In a llt
tlo while the peach orchard , which had
looked so bleak and cheerless n few weeks
befoic , seemed to bo covered with pink snow
mill the mocking Jilrds flow ubout singing.
Johnny Ilapter had one sign for spring
weather which he bald never failed. "You
nee dem peach 'blooms ? Well , ol' Jack
Krost kin como an" nip um , but when you
bee an' hear de mockln' bird alngln' while
ho llyin1 , you kin go on an' plant yo' corn
an * cotton , kazo dey ain't gwlno be no mo *
froa' dat season. "
It was while the peach orchard < was In full
blossom that the children's mother chanced
to remember that she had another supply
of clothing for llttlo Dllly Biscuit , the waif
who had been left with Mlsa Hfvlry Debs ,
"to bo called for , " ns the saying Is. Natu
rally enough , the children were keen to go ;
Sweetest Susan , because she wanted to play
with Dllly Dlscult , who , she said , was the
cutest thing In the world , and Duster John ,
because ho wanted to have another talk with
iMr. Dobs. Ho hnd an Idea that Mr. Uobs
could tell him something now or show him
f omethlng queer every day In the week , and
Saturday , too. Duster John was still loyal to
Aaron. More than that , Mr. Debs was so
dllforent from the son of Den All In all re
spects that there wns no danger that admira
tion for one wouM clash with admiration
for the other. Aaron was Aaron nnd there
was nobody llko him but himself. Llkovlbo
Mr. Debs was Mr. Debs , quaint and original.
As both the children had a motive for
going , they besieged their mother singly
nnd collectively until , finally , she was
obliged to surrender and give her consent.
If bho had known about the wonderful bub
ble It Is probaMe she would have refused ,
but slnco their experience with Mr. Thimble-
finger the children had grown somewhat ret
icent about their adventures. They had
dropped hints hero and there about what
they had scon , but they wore laughed at as
prude and clumsy Invention of wild and Impossible - i
possible fiction.
One day Duster John , walking with his
mother through the let , burst out laughing
nt something the Musrovy drake said to the
big white gander. He laughed so long that
his mother concluded that ho had hystor-
Iclsm and carried him back to the house ,
and proceeded to dose him with hot and
bitter drinks. He made made matters worse
by telling her what the drake had said to ;
the gander , for she was thtn sure ho was i
"flighty" In the head , nnd BO ho had to go'
to bed , though the sun was shining n warm
Invitation. He never made n similar mis
take , nor did Sweetest. Susan after this ter
rible warning.
Drusllla finally consented to make ono of
the party , but she was particular to lay down
the conditions under which she would glvo
the youngsters the pleasure of her company.
She held up her left hand with the fingers
wide apart , and as she named the conditions
she would register them by pulling the
lingers together with her right hand.
"You all say you want me tcr go dar whar
dat ol1 man live at ? I tell you right now
I ain't achln' tor go dar , kasc I don't llko
tic way he look out'n de eye ; ho chuk full or
rank venom. Dut ef I does go , I ain't gwlno
tor follow alter you In no foolishness. 1
nln't gwlno In no bubble" hero she pulled
the llttlo finger of her loft hand "I nln't
gwlne In no Flmhlcthlngcr doln's" the third
finger was pulled down "an * I nln't gwlno
nowhere ner do nothln' dot folks don't do
when dey got dor seven senses" hero the
middle finger wns pulled down to Join the
other two.
These wcro the terms of the contract to
which Duster John nnd Sweetest Susan wcro
compelled to give their assent before Dru-
sllla would consent to go.
"All dat , " explained Drusllla , "don't hen-
dcr you nil fum gwlno whar you chooseter
go. Ef you wanter git In bubbles an' git
flow'd away wld , go an' git In um. Ef you
wanter Jump In springs an1 pon's nn' dream
youcr somo'rs else , go ahead nn' do It. But
don't nx mo ter do It , knse If you does you'll
have n great tale to tell Miss Rachel , nn'
she'll gl' mammy do wink , an' mammy'll gl'
mo n frallln' . Well , I'll take de frallln' ;
I'd ruthcr bo beat ter death on top cr de
groun' dan ter git flew'd off wld In a bubble
or drowned In dat ar Flmblethlnger country. "
' The children faithfully promised that , no
matter what happened or what they did , they
woldn't ask Drusllla , to Join them , and they
wouldn't complain nbout her to their mother.
This teemed to lift a heavy load from Dru-
sllla's mind. She breathed freely and be-
cnmo even cheerful.
The Journey to Mr. Dobs' houoo was In
all reepecto n repetition of the former one-
Johnny Dapter driving the two-seated spring
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wagon "and singing blithely , and , when they
arrived at their destination. Miss Elvlry
was standing nt the door with a smile of
welcome. Little Billy Biscuit had gro-wn
considerably. He had larger Ideas , too.
Ho was no longer n calf In n , pen , but n
saddle horse tied to t'ho ' fence , a chair turned
on its side answering all the purposes of a
fence In this case. The bridle was a length
qr two of basting thread , and though It
seemed to bo a frail substitute for n halter.
It must have hccn strong , for It served to
hold this restive horse , which was making
tremendous efforts to gain Us freedom ,
pawing the ground and kicking out Us heels
at a terrible rate.
The earnestness of Little Billy Biscuit was
comical to eee. and Sweetest Susan thought
Itwas the finest spectacle she had ever
'witnessed. ' She wanted to hug the child
then and there ; but Miss Elvlry shook her
head.
" 'Twould upset him for the rest of the
day , " she explained. "Ef you want to
plcaso him , Just eay , 'Whoa , there ! ' Ef
you git on wl1 him you've got to believe
In his make-believe. You -wouldn't believe
It , honey , but that child ain't half as much
trouble as n grown person. Why , when
you want him to bo still all you've got to
do Is to tie him with some sewln1 thread
an1 say he's a boss. A hoes ho'll bo tell
you come an' onloose him ! "
The children entered at once Into the
spirit of the affair. At a word Sweetest
Susan nnd Buster John became horses , and
Drusllla wns a mule. The change was ef
fected na suddenly ns the genii In the
Arabian Nights could have accomplished it.
No waving of wands nor incantation was
necessary.
This drama of the horses was all very
well for a llttlo while ; but the older chil
dren being used to more variety , soon grew
tired of it , and it was not long before they
succeeded in coaxing Llttlo Billy Biscuit
out of doors. Just as they went Into the
yard , Miss Elvlry suddenly remembered that
she hnd forgotten to feed the hen with the
young chickens that had Just been "taken
off ; " so Bho mixed some cornmeal -
meal and wnter In a tin pan , and began
to call the hen.
The call was answered from overhead in
the most unexpected manner , A crow ,
cawing and croaking , began to circle around
Miss Hlvlry's head , and presently lit in the
pan of dough.
"O , get nwny from here ! " Miss Elviry
cried Impatiently ; "you're nllcrs stlckln'
yourself whecr you ain't wanted. "
She pushed the crow from the pan , but
ho flow tack with many croakH , and not
until Miss Elvlry bad given him a good
share of dough , did he cease his fluttering.
She dropped a wad of the food on the
ground , and this the crow proceeded to
devour , talking to himself all the while.
Miss Elvlry went to another part of the
yard , hunting for the young chickens , hut
the children stood still and watched the
crow.
"Ain't I done tol' you dey wuz cunjer-
people ? " whispered Drusllla. "Why you
[ can't git in a mile er no crow less'n you i
| been rubbln1 agin deze folks. Now min'
what I tell you ; dls crow she is eatan ;
you may follow attcr Mm ef you wanter , but
I nln't gwlneter budge out'n my tracks. "
Little Dllly Dlscult , however , was on
very good terms with the crow. Ho sat
on the ground by the bird , nnd with a
small twig touched him occasionally on
the legs. The crow saw the movement
every time , but Invariably he would raise
the leg that had been touched , stretch
out the toes on the foct and examine them
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carefully , uttering a cro.iky grumble all
the lime.
The folemn way in which ho went nbout
this was very amusing to the children.
IHistcr John laughed so loudly that the
crow stopped and looked at him sldewlsc ,
speaking for the first tltno so the children
could understand him.
"Cacklty ! What's all the fuss about ? "
Then ho went on eating the dough.
' 'What ' Is your name ? " asked Buster
John.
"Cawky-lkcy-uk-ck-lk-ak ! "
"Well , Cawky , where did you come
from ? "
"Anywhere around here. Ik-ek. "
Jllss Elvlry came up at this moment ,
ami , without knowing it , Interrupted the
conversation.
"One year the crowa built In that plno
thicket down yan' . Ho must 'n' fell from
the nest , for one day 1 found him stretched
out on the ground more dead than nllve. 1
fetched him home nn' nursed him till ho
could take keer of hlssclf. He goes off tin'
comes back , an' he's tamer than airy chicken
on the place. Ho pays for his keep , too , for
he's our crow trap. I'll toll you about It
before you go , "
"Kuk-nklty ; how quick she talksl What
did she say ? "
"That you arc her crow trap , " said Sweet
est Susan.
"Alt-trap , trap-ak , " chuckled Cawky
"What Is a trap ? "
"Something that catches things , " explained
lluster John.
"Ekek , ak-ak-ak ! " laughed the crow with
out smiling. "I know ! In the corn row !
Cacklty ! It's funny ! Said one old crow to
another old crow , 'What makes people deus
us so ? For , you know , since we were born ,
It's been our trade to pull up corn. ' Cack-
ak , corn ! "
There was something very quaint about
Cawky as ho walked back and forth , chuck
ling , laughing and apparently trying to
"show off" .before . strangers. 'Ho ' did It all
so solemnly that It became comical , nnd the
children were so much amused that they
laughed till the tears came In their eyes
THEY BORE HER SLOWLY TO EAUTH.
that Is , they all laughed except Drusllla ,
who firmly believed that the crow was a
bird of evil.
Once Cawky paused in his promenade ,
seized a ring that Sweetest Susan wore and
tried to twist It off.
"You belter not let dat creetur fool wld
you ! " Drusllla exclaimed. "I tell you ho
do ol' scratch ; he'll grab you an' fly away
wld you. You mark what I tell you ! "
"Ek-ek-ek ! " laughed Cawky , whose atten
tion was attracted to Drusllla. "You have
crows In your family ! Cacklty ! I'd llko to
catch that one In my trar > . "
"Huh ! ef you wuz a crow , an' not do ol'
boy hlssclf , I'd wring yo1 neck , " said Dru
sllla.
"Ek-nack ! neck-ek ! " chuckled Cawky as
ho promenaded about , picking up flakes of
mica or glistening pebbles or broken pieces
of crockery.
At this point Miss Elvlry returned nnd
explained that In Ilic sprint ; when the young
corn was Just sprouting and showing a
tiny green blade above the soil the crows
did a good deal of damage. They'd leave
one of their number watf'ning In the ton
of ono of the pines , nnd the rest would fly
down Into the cornfield and pull up the
young corn , row by row , to get at the grains
still clinging to the tender roots. No ono
could apprsach near enough to shoot them ,
for the sentinel In the pine top would sound
the alarm tbo moment n human being ap
peared In sight , and nwny all the crowa
would fly , to return promptly when the way
was clear ,
Ono day , however , Miss Elvlry heard a
great clamor of crows In the cornfield , such
n hubbub , Indeed , that It attracted her at
tention. She went Into the- field and there
she saw the crows fluttering and flying
nbout llko mad. At first file thought they
had attacked an owl or a hawk , but ns she
went nearer they all flow nwny but two.
Ono of these was making tremendous efforts
to fly , but the other lying on his back was
holding him.
" 'What In the world , ' Bays I to myself , "
remarked ftllss Elvlry. "I went to where
they wns nt , and there saw Cawky holding
the other crow by the feet. The toes of the
two was so tangled that it was much as I
could do to entangle 'em. That put the Idea
In my head that maybe Cawky would make
a good crow trap. So Brother fixed up a
couple of straps wl' pegs at the ends an' we
took Cawky out In the field , laid him on his
back In n corn row , put the straps ncrost his
nody and pushed the pegs In the ground to
hold him. Of all the pquallln' an" Jabberln'
you'vo ever heard ! Cawky made more fuss
In ono mlnnit thorn n flock of crows make in
a week. The crows fnlrly swarmed down on
him In a llttlo or no tlmo , nn' I run back for
fear they'd kin him ; but ho wan't hurt an'
ho hnd another crow ! Along nt first , Cawky
didn't like It , but he's got so now that when
ho hears crows about he'll come n-flyln and
a-runnln' an * make the biggest kind of a
fuss till wo git out his harness we call It
his harness an' fasten him down In the
field. I reckon they've gnt some sign of
distress llko the Free Masons , for Just ns
soon as ho starts up his hellerln' all the
crows , lo the fcttleincnt 'II como flyln1 an'
tnto set him loose. "
Again Mies Hlvlry went to attend to her
household duties , leaving the children with
Cawky. who , while she was talking , had
been trying to pull the brass buttons from
Duster John's jacket. He succeedel In
getting one , and with tliU In hla beak he
ran around and around with his wings half
spread , and uttering loud crlea of triumph.
Then he ran under the house and hid It.
Ho found tbo old house cat under there
watching a mouse hole , and ho ran her out
nnd pursued her about until MUs Elvlry
bnd to take the broom to him.
It waa great fun for the children , and
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Cawky seemed to enjoy It , too. But ho sub-
elded when Miss Elvlry 'brought ' out the
broom , and went stalking back to the chil
dren as solemnly ns an old-time preacher.
"Why do you llko to catch your cousins ? "
asked Duster John.
"Cacklty ! 'Because ' ck ! they are. my
cousins , ck-ek ! "
"Maybe you've already cnnght some of
your brothers and sisters , " said Sweetest
Susan , using what Duster John called her
Sunday school voice. '
"Ek ! I hope so ! I want-ek to catch
my daddy and my mammy. Cacklty ! Didn't
they imtd me from the nest and leave me
on the ground In the rain and cold ? * Ek !
1 remember ! And when I went back among
them didn't they drive mo away ? Cackety !
They said I smelt like man. I've paid them
well , and I'll pay them better , Ek-ek-ek ! "
In the distance Duster John saw a chicken
hawk circling around.
"Get under the house , Cawky ; yonder
comes a haiwk. "
"Ek-cackety ! A hawk ! " He rose In
the air and flow to the top of a neighbor
ing plno and sat there swinging. The hawk
came nearer and nearer , circling on mo
tionless pinions , a picture of wild beauty.
Suddenly Cawky rose in the air , and began
to circle , too.
"Kerray-kcrree ! " This was the war cry
of Cawky's brethren. Twice or thrice re
peated at Intervals , It meant a hawk. Re
peated a dozen times with no Interval It
meant that an owl had been discovered
asleep in the woods.
The hawk made a lusty effort to escape ,
and would have succeeded If Cawky had
been without allies , hut in every direction
rrows were seen rising in the air some
ahead of the hawk , homo behind her , and
some on each side. Rising and circling ,
she suddenly swooped and struck at Cawky ,
but missed him by a hair's breath , as she
came down with a rush and a swish. It
wns a fierce , but foolish move. Before the
hawk could recover herself the whole colony
of crows woo upon her , and they began
a battle royal , which could have but one
result.
The hawk was fierce and desperate , her
talons were sharp and her beak was strong.
The crows had no talons , but their beaks
wcro . Merc than
numerous. one was com
pelled to fly heavily away a the result of a
moment's contact with the hawk , but finally
the boldest among them found a place on
the hawk's back , out of reach of beak and
talons , and here her slowly to earth , where
In the course of a few moments she was
killed outright.
The children ran forward as hard as they
could when they saw the hawk falling , but
she was dead when
they reached the scene ,
and Cawky was PtruUIng around her , chuck
ling and talking to himself , ready to strike
her with his strong beak If shn showed any
sign of life.
There was nothing to do but to carry the
hawk to the house as a trophy , and rtiow
her to Mlsa Elvlry , who expressed great sat
isfaction , and gave It as her firm ami unal
terable opinion that it was the very amo
hawk that had been snatching her young
chickens right from under her nose for two
B3asons past. No doubt Miss Elvlry was
right , for the hawk was very largo nnd fat.
Dy that time Johnny napter had returned
from his errand to Harmony Grove Ho
called the children and they clambered Into
the wagon , and by dinner tlmo they wcro
safe at home.
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Small Harry was asked upon the arrival of
a now member of the family which ho
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being taken to see the new arrival later ,
ha exclaimed : "Oh , mamma , zat kid's hair
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teacher of a llttlo fellow In the Juvenile
class.
"All I know , " replied the youngster , who
had got his knowledge of ancient nnd mod-
j crn history slightly mixed , "Is that ho was
found in a rush basket at the battle of
Dull Run. "
"Jlmmlo , " Inquired the neighbor boy
through the fence , "what club Is It your
maw's Just Joined ? I heard her askln' my
maw to Join , too. "
"I don't know , but from the way she's
makln' mo and the servants work , I thltik
It must bo a drlvln' club. "
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In school he always look the prlz" ,
He used to lick hoys twice his Blze
I bet filln all had iiulgln' eyes
When my IMW was a boy.
They waft n lot of wonders done
When my pnw was a boy ;
How crampa 'must ' of loved his son ,
When my paw waa u boy !
He'd git th ; real and chop the- wood ,
And think up every way he could
To always JIM lie sweet nnd good
When my paw was a boy.
Then everything was In Us place ,
When my pnw wns a iioy ;
How he could russlo. jump nnd race ,
When my paw wnw a Iioyl
Ilf n'-ver. never dlscJioycd ;
Tin be.it in every g.\mc \ ho played
CJ.e ! What a record they was made
AVhen my paw wis , i boy !
I wlsht 'nt I'd of been here when
My puw he WVIB a boy ;
They'll never b ? his like agon
I'.iw was a modil'.e ' boy ,
liut still last night I he-inl my maw
liaise up her voice and e.ill my paw
The worst fool that she ever saw-
He ought of stayed a boy !
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