Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-11-30

| come at once to mother. But you're oid
enough to make your own places in the
world, and I'm sure you'll get along capi-
tally without me- She tried to speak
her cluck broke down. AS far as he was
concerned all her careful training and
wise counsels had been lost. and now
that he could not longer be under her
watchful eye. she felt that some terrible
calamity might befall him.
The next day was very sad and lone
ly for Susan Nipper. She tried to take
UP her social duties again. and, after
carefully dressing her feathers, made
calls on Mrs. SPECIFIES San; ana NM. NINE.
bored her The only happy experience
was the five minutes she spent at young
Mrs. Leghorn's new coop. where she
CLICKED over the puliet's babies to her
hungry hearts content. =
She was regretfully turning away from
this coop when a terrible noise greeted
her. 1t was as deep and awful as a
groan as high and piercing as shrek
it was the cry Of alarm given by her
cock of the day. The alarm was in
stantly taken up by the frightened hens
and panic-stricken small chickens. There
was no need to look down at the ap-
palling shadow cast upon the sunlit
the horrible winged creature above their
heads Every one knew that a hawk
was swooping down on the barnyard.
Susan Nipper, cool and collected. brave
]y met the emergency. Clucking at the
top Of her voice. she spread out her wings.
and waited. In a twinkling her dear
chickabiddies had run home to mother.
No, there was one missing! Out in the
| open stood Pip, neck stretched upward.
head at the exact angle Of the head of his
| morsel for hawks chicken pie.
"Pip. come here. this Instant" hoarsely
| clucked his exasperated mother.
Pip cooked his head on the other side
and calmly followed his Uncle Caesar
Augustus example Of standing on one
All entreaties were unavailing. Before
| the mother-eyes was a sickening sight.
Pip-foolish, disobedient, insolent-yet her
own little rooster still, was clutched ul
| into the air.
Uncle Caesar Augustus gave a groan
and drew back. Hens. cackling.; fed. but
with a cry Of rage Susan Nipper darted
| forward and upward.
The hawk, finding the little rooste,
much heavier than his size had led her to
| suppose, and surprised by the unexpected
| furious attack of the hen. reluctantly let
go her victim and slowly SCARED away
| into the wood
Pip lay motionless where he had drop
ped-bleeding. unconscious-poor Mrs. Nip
per helplessly clucking over him. But the
commotion in the barnyard had brought
|
| exclamation Of horror she knelt on the
ground and tenderly lifted the poor little
rooster in her kind hands. There was a
CULVER in the still form. and Pip opened
| one eye.
my darling! clucked Mrs. Nipper
brokenly ..- -,
'I-wanted-t-to-know answered a
feeble peep; then the eye closed again.
Gently holding him in her apron, the
| kind mistress ran into the house. In an
agony of suspense Susan Nipper waited.
An hour crept by: then the dear mistress
| reappeared. She carefully held small
dolls bed in her arms. Upon it. Graded
| in soft pillows. lay Pip. swathed in BAN
dages She placed the bed in the shadow
of tree and fastened q mosquito netting
over 1t SO that the flies should not annoy
the invalid.
1t was many days before Pip recovered
from the shock of the deadly encounter
and the serious wound in his crop where
the hawks talon had torn him., but he
had found OUT not only what he wanted
to know about hawks but also the good
ness and wisdom of his real mother. And
at last appreciating her careful training
and following her counsels he grew IN
into as fine. handsome and distinguished a
| rooster as his Uncle Caesar Augustus.