The Western outlook. [volume] (San Francisco, Cal.) 1894-1928, 1915-06-12
JACK RABBIT HELPS MISTER FOX
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| JACK RABBIT HELPS MISTER FOX
| Jack Rabbit was rather worried
| about Mister Fox with the bone in
his throat, although never himself
having had such an accident he
scarcely appreciated the pain that
Mister Fox was suffering. He went
to Farmer Wilson's house and tried
to get the tongs, but the family were
all about, and he saw no way to do 1t.
What shall do?" he said to him
self, and then he thought. IF / was
suffering / really think that Mister
Fox would be willing to run consid.
cradle risk to help me, and / ought
| to be willing to do as much for him.
If I can only get the people out OF
the house l could go In and get the
| longs"
But how to get the people out OF
| the house he did not know. All at
once he said to himself: II suppose
that IL they thought they could catch
me they would come out, because they
would think what nice stew ! would
make" And, thinking this, he said
to himself: 81 will go out where they
can see me, make believe / am lame,
and then they will try to catch me-"
So Jack Rabbit, dragging one leg
behind him, as if 1t had been In
jured, stepped boldly out into the
yard. He had been there only min
ute before Mrs. Wilson, looking out
of the window, saw him. Come,
children" she called, land see the
rabbit out in the yard. I wish your
| father was here, for he could shoot
1t and then we would have a rabbit
stew"
"And, look, he is lame" said one OF
the children. Perhaps we could
catch him. 1 do not believe he could
run very fast" And with that Mrs,
Wilson and all the children came run.
ming out into the yard. Jack Rabbit,
when he saw them coming, started to
move away, but, dragging his leg after
him, he ran only as fast as needed
to keep out of their way, and make
them think that in a minute or two
they would be able to catch him. But
all the time he was running away
from the house and Mrs. Wilson and
the children were getting farther and
farther away from the open door into
the kitchen. For ten minutes or SO
he let them chase him down the dus-
ty road.
Now" said Jack Rabbit to him.
self, at is about time for me to get
over being lame,' and, with a long
jump, he leaped over the ditch at the
side of the road, went under the
fence, and turning, ran, as fast as
rabbit can run, back toward the
house.
THAT rabbit got over the lameness
mighty quick" said Mrs. Wilson, as
she saw Jack taking long jumps back
over the field. II wonder IL he was
playing a joke on us?" But both she
and the children were too tired to
hurry on the way back, and when
Jack Rabbit got to the house he found
he had plenty of time to go in and
get the tongs without any danger OF
getting caught.
And when he got back to Mr. Fox's
house, Mr.. Fox was, indeed, very glad
to see him. The next question was
how was Jack Rabbit, who was much
smaller than Mr.. Fox, going to reach
down his throat apd get the bone. But
Jack Rabbit suggested that if Mr.. Fox
would lie down on the ground and
open his mouth he would be able to
see where the bone was and get at
it. So Mister Fox went up to the
top of the hill and lay down so that
when he opened his mouth the sun
would shine down his throat, and
Jack Rabbit, tongs in hand, got where
he could look straight down Mister
Fox's throat.
'It certainly looks very sore," said
Jack Rabbit, "but l canesee the end
of the bone, and If youswill only keep
still ] am sure / can get It," Mister
Fox kept as still as he could and
Jack Rabbit got hold of the end OF
quick pull out 1t came.
"You are certainly a fine surgeon"
said Mister Fox, holding on to his
throat. Il think you can hurt your
patients just as much as any of them.
But I thank you very much, even II
you did hurt me, because l know you
did it for my good. And that leads
| me to say that there are very many
animals and very many boys and girls
who cry about things which are done
for their good and which IL they were
not done would result In much more
suffering. There is one little girl that
know that cries every time her hair
is combed but just think what her
head would look like when she grew
up If her mother never combed 1t.
"And know a boy who whines and
complains because his mother makes
him brush his teeth, but IL he didn't
do it by and by they would ache all
the time and he would really have
something to cry about. / will tell
you some time about young fox
knew who got burs on his tail and
because 1t hurt to have them pulled
of he let them accumulate until his
tail was so heavy that he could not
move it and they had to cut his tail
of"
Il shall be very glad to hear the
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