Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-02-28
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him out!" You see, he, thought that
probably it was a rabbit, and he felt
sure that Flip couldn't possibly catch
him underneath all that brush, for he
knew that a rabbit could get through
where Flip couldn't. Otherwise he
wouldn't have encouraged Flip to go
in there, for Farmer Browns Boy is
not the kind that allows his dog to
kill just for the sake of killing.
But Flip didn't go in there and
bring him out!" The most he would
do was to poke his head in at big
opening, then back out and bark. AL
though he felt a lot Drawer now that
his master was at hand, it was quite
plain to see that he DIDN'T want to go
in under that pile of brush. He was
quite satisfied to poke his head in and
bark
What is the matter with you. Flip?"
demanded his master. why don't you
go in there? That hole is big enough
for a dog three times your size. Go on
in and fetch him out"
F1ip's response was a little rush that
took his head and shoulders in and
then a hasty backing out, all the time
barking.
II do believe you are afraid" said his
master. Perhaps 1t isn't a rabbit or
hare after all. I wonder If Prickly
Porky the Porcupine is under there. If
he is you are wise dog to stay out
side. I would hate to have you get
your face full of those little spears of
Prickly Porky's. I can't think of any
one else you need fear who Is likely
to be in there"
He looked around for signs of Prickly
Porky outside, but could find none. No
trees were stripped OF their bark and
there were no quilts to be found any,
where. Farmer Browns Boy returned
to the opening, and getting down on his
hands and knees, peered in. 1t was
dark in there and he could see nothing
He got to his feet and once more urged
Flip to go in. BY this time Flip had
grown bolder He ventured in almost
to his saucy stub of a tail, while Farmer
Browns Boy encouraged him.
That's the dog" he cried. go on
in. There's nothing to be afraid Of.
Fetch him out, boy!"
And right then things happened.
Yes. sir, things happened. There was
a sudden loud "whoof," the sound OF a
startled Farmer Browns Boy could get
out of the way, Flip, with veritable
yell of sheer fright, backed out between
his masters feet and upset him just as
he was starting to run. Down went
Farmer Browns Boy full length on the
snow, and almost stepping on him as
he passed out rushed Buster Bear.
1t was Farmer Browns Boys turn to
yell with fright, and he did. He was
on his feet in a jiffy, and running in
one direction, while in another direc-
ton Flip was running as fast as his legs
could take him, vainly trying to put
that stub of tail between his legs, and
yelping as If Buster Bear already had
him. In a third direction Buster Bear
was tearing through the Green Forest
as If he had most important engage
ment somewhere and no time to get
there.
In moment Farmer Browns Boy re-
covered from his fright and realized
that there was no real danger. He
stopped and turned just in time to see
Buster Bear disappear deeper in the
Green Forest, and Flip disappear in the
direction of home, still yelping. Then
Farmer Browns Boy began to laugh.
He laughed and laughed until he had
to sit down on log from sheer ex-
hauEt on. THE thing L would like to
know" said he at last, sis which one
of the three Of us was the most scared. "
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