XVI. Unc" Billy Possum Visits the Smiling Pool
Joe Otter and Billy Mink were sitting on the Big Rock in the Smiling Pool. Because they had nothing else to do, they were planning mischief.
Jerry Muskrat was busy filling his new house with food for the winter.
He was too busy to get into mischief.
Suddenly Billy Mink put a finger on his lips as a warning to Little Joe Otter to keep perfectly still. Billy"s sharp eyes had seen something moving over in the bulrushes. Together he and Little Joe Otter watched, ready to dive into the Smiling Pool at the first sign of danger. In a few minutes the rushes parted and a sharp little old face peered out.
Little Joe Otter and Billy Mink each sighed with relief, and their eyes began to dance. "Hi, Unc" Billy Possum!" shouted Billy Mink.
A grin crept over the sharp little old face peering out from the bulrushes.
"Hi, yo"self!" he shouted, for it really was Unc" Billy Possum.
"What are you doing over here?" called Little Joe Otter.
"Just a-looking round," replied Unc" Billy Possum, his eyes twinkling.
"Have you heard about Reddy Fox?" shouted Billy Mink.
"Ah done jes" come from his home," replied Unc" Billy Possum.
"How is he?" asked Little Joe Otter.
"Po"ly, he sho"ly is po"ly," replied Unc" Billy Possum, shaking his head soberly. Then Unc" Billy told Billy Mink and Little Joe Otter how Reddy Fox was so stiff and sore and sick that he couldn"t get anything to eat for himself, and how old Granny Fox had lost a chicken which she had caught for him.
"Serves him right!" exclaimed Billy Mink, who has never forgotten how Reddy Fox fooled him and caught the most fish once upon a time.
Unc" Billy nodded his head. "Yo" are right. Yo" cert"nly are right. Yes, Suh, Ah reckons yo" are right. Was yo" ever hungry, Billy Mink--real hungry?" asked Unc" Billy Possum.
Billy Mink thought of the time when he went without his dinner because Mr. Night Heron had gobbled it up, when Billy had left it in a temper.
He nodded his head.
"Ah was just a-wondering," continued Une" Billy Possum, "how it would seem to be right smart powerful hungry and not be able to hunt fo"
anything to eat."
For a few minutes no one said a word. Then Billy Mink stood up and stretched. "Good-by," said Billy Mink.
"Where are you going so suddenly?" demanded Little Joe Otter.
"I"m going to catch a fish and take it up to Reddy Fox, if you must know!" snapped Billy Mink.
"Good!" cried Little Joe Otter. "You needn"t think that you can have all the fun to yourself either, Billy Mink. I"m going with you."
There was a splash in the Smiling Pool, and Unc" Billy Possum was left looking out on nothing but the Smiling Pool and the Big Rock. He smiled to himself as he turned away. "Ah reckon Ah"ll sho" have to do my share, too," said he.
And so it happened that when old Granny Fox finally reached home with nothing but a little wood mouse for Reddy, she found him taking a nap, his stomach as full as it could be. And just a little way off were two fish tails and the feathers of a little duck.
XVII. Farmer Brown"s Boy Is Determined
Farmer Brown"s boy had made up his mind. When he shut his teeth with a click and drew his lips together into a thin, straight line, those who knew him were sure that Farmer Brown"s boy had made up his mind. That is just what he had done now. He was cleaning his gun, and as he worked he was thinking of his pet chicken and of all the other chickens that Reddy Fox had taken.
"I"m going to get that fox if it takes all summer!" exclaimed Farmer Brown"s boy. "I ought to have gotten him the other day when I had a shot at him. Next time well, we"ll see, Mr. Fox, what will happen next time."
Now someone heard Farmer Brown"s boy, heard everything he said, though Farmer Brown"s boy didn"t know it. It was Unc" Billy Possum, who was hiding in the very pile of wood on which Farmer Brown"s boy was sitting.
Unc" Billy p.r.i.c.ked up his ears.
He didn"t like the tone of voice in which Farmer Brown"s boy spoke.
He thought of Reddy Fox still so stiff and sore and lame that he could hardly walk, all from the shot which Farmer Brown"s boy thought had missed.
"There isn"t gwine to be any next time. No, Suh, there isn"t gwine to be any next time. Ah sho"ly doan love Reddy Fox, but Ah can"t nohow let him be shot again. Ah cert"nly can"t!" muttered Unc" Billy Possum to himself.
Of course, Farmer Brown"s boy didn"t hear him. He didn"t hear him and he didn"t see him when Unc" Billy Possum crept out of the back side of the woodpile and scurried under the henhouse. He was too intent on his plan to catch Reddy Fox.
"I"m just going to hunt over the Green Meadows and through the Green Forest until I get that fox!" said Farmer Brown"s boy, and as he said it he looked very fierce, as if he really meant it. "I"m not going to have my chickens stolen any more! No, Sir-e-e! That fox has got a home somewhere on the Green Meadows or in the Green Forest, and I"m going to find it. Then watch out, Mr. Fox!"
Farmer Brown"s boy whistled for Bowser the Hound and started for the Green Forest.
Unc" Billy Possum poked his sharp little old face out from under the henhouse and watched them go. Usually Unc" Billy is grinning, but now there wasn"t any grin, not the least sign of one. Instead Unc" Billy Possum looked worried.
"There goes that boy with a gun, and n.o.body knows what"ll happen when it goes off. If he can"t find Reddy Fox, just as likely as not he"ll point it at somebody else just fo" fun. Ah hope he doan meet up with mah ol"
woman or any of mah li"l" pickaninnies. Ah"m plumb afraid of a boy with a gun, Ah am. "Pears like he doan have any sense. Ah reckon Ah better be moving along right smart and tell mah family to stay right close in the ol" hollow tree," muttered Unc" Billy Possum, slipping out from his hiding place. Then Unc" Billy began to run as fast as he could toward the Green Forest.
XVIII. The Hunt for Reddy Fox
"Trouble, trouble, trouble, I feel it in the air; Trouble, trouble, trouble, it"s round me everywhere."
Old Granny Fox muttered this over and over, as she kept walking around uneasily and sniffing the air.
"I don"t see any trouble and I don"t feel any trouble in the air.
It"s all in the sore places where I was shot," said Reddy Fox, who was stretched out on the doorstep of their home.
"That"s because you haven"t got any sense. When you do get some and learn to look where you are going, you won"t get shot from behind old tree trunks and you will be able to feel trouble when it is near, without waiting for it to show itself. Now I feel trouble. You go down into the house and stay there!" Granny Fox stopped to test the air with her nose, just as she had been testing it for the last ten minutes.
"I don"t want to go in," whined Reddy Fox. "It"s nice and warm out here, and I feel a lot better than when I am curled up way down there in the dark."
Old Granny Fox turned, and her eyes blazed as she looked at Reddy Fox.
She didn"t say a word. She didn"t have to. Reddy just crawled into his house, muttering to himself. Granny stuck her head in at the door.
"Don"t you come out until I come back," she ordered. Then she added: "Farmer Brown"s boy is coming with his gun."
Reddy Fox shivered when he heard that. He didn"t believe Granny Fox. He thought she was saying that just to scare him and make him stay inside.