The Washington times., 1913-08-26
For The Times Children
Just Before It's Bedtime
Mr.. FOX AND DIR. OUACK.

the hill one day when he saw Mr..
Fox sitting in his doorway with
- his feet all done up on a chair in
front of him.
why, what has happened to your
he asked.
"Oh I am suffering terribly with the
rheumatism" groaned Mr.. Fox. Il
can't tell you how / suffer, it is so bad.
Dear me- exclaimed Jack Rabbit.
cant anything be done to help you? l
can make a good poultice. VIII You
let me try?"
oh Oh! Oh" groaned Mr.. Fox; Il
don't believe l can bear to have any
one touch my feet 1t hurts so, but you
can try if you will promise one thing.
What is that?' aswed Jack Rabbit.
'If you do not ease the pain with your
pcultice that you will go for DR.. Quack
up at the barn yard on top OF the hill"
Jack Rabbit thought of the big dog
that lived there, and then he thought OF
the poultice; he was sure it would help
Mr.. Fox, and then he would not have
TO go for DR.. Quack.
Yes, l will go for DR.. ouack II my
poultice does not help you,' he said,
but am sure it will
Mr.. Fox smiled to himself as Jack
Rabbit ran off to get the things to make
the poultice, and then he shook his
head. He is easy, that Jack Rabbit
I will have a dinner without going af-
ter It,"
Pretty soon Jack Rabbit came back
with his basket of herbs and things for
the poultice. and he went into Mr.. Fox S
house to make it on his stove.
Il shall have to put it on your foot
very hot" he told Mr.. Fox. 1T won't
do any good if it isn't hot So don't
b. scared when you feel it.
Mr.. Fox was groaning and crying so
that he did not seem to hear a word
that Jack Rabbit said, but he unwound
tic bandage from his foot. and when
lack Rabbit came out Of the house
with the poultice he was holding his
foot and taking on something awful.
"Oh, my foot. my foot" he kept
saying. and when Jack Rabbit put on
the hot poultice he did not have TO
half try to make a noise. He really
did cry out and jump, too. the poultice
was so hot.
"Oh. you are trying to kill me"
screamed Mr.. Fox.
III told you it would be hot" said
Jack Rabbit. 1T will not cure the pain
If you don't put it on hot"
IT is easier now" said Mr. Fox,
still holding his foot. but l am sure
YOU have blistered my. foot with your
old poultice."
well. that will be better than the
pain, won't it. II 1t cures that? You
can soon get over the blister" said
Jack Rabbit.
You don't mean to tell me you have
biistered my foot" said Mr.. Fox. jump
ing up from his chair.
Then he sat down and began to cry
harder than ever "Oh! the pain is
awful cannot bear it any longer.
on. am dying. Go for Or. Guack
quick"
on rar Jack RIbbitt as fast as his
legs would carry him up the hill, and
he hid not even think Of the dog. 80
worried was he over poor MIR. Fox.
He found Dr.. Quack, who took his
bag in spite OF the warnings OF his
wifi. and started for Mr.. Fox's house.
You will be sorry If you don't listen
/" ne" called Madam Duck, after her
husbrnd. that Mr.. Fox is u sly fellow.
and ! don't believe he Is sick at all.
Let him suffer II he is.
But Dr. Quack would not listen to
her. My dear, il is duty that calls.
must attend to my duty. no matter how
painful II is"
When Jack Rabbit and Or. Quack
re1ched Mr.. FoXs he was Eroaning so
that tn" woods rang with the noise.
Give me som" medicine. quick. doc
tor. or will die" groaned Mr.. Fox.
br. Quack mixed II dosr and gave it
to Mr.. Fox II" tasted il and made
face. II don't like that Can't you give
mF something that tastes better than
that" hr asked.
Yes. hut 1t will not cure you so
CwrklN,' replied Dr. Quack Il thought
You w"r" suffering Il great deal" he
said, looking at Mr.. Fox very sharp.
.. am, doctor. am suffering Just
awful" said Mr. Fox, drinking the
medicine without another WORD. But
don't you think YOU better remove this
poultice?"
No, | guess | will leave it on. am
sure 1t will help YOU If you keep it on
long enough" replied the doctor
Il must be going home" said Jack
Rabbit MY wife will think am
lost
q will just leave your friend some