SEPTEMBER 30: Mr. Fox’s Marketing
“Mr. Fox was spending his time near a fine barnyard,” said daddy. “But one day when Mr. Fox was hovering near-by, the farmer spied him.
“‘Bang, Bang, Bang,’ went the farmer’s gun.
“‘Oh me, oh my,’ said Mr. Fox. ‘This is no place for me to hunt. There is a horrid man with a gun around here. How very inconsiderate of him when I want to do my marketing and when I like his chickens so much. He should be flattered to think I like his barnyard.’
“But the farmer wasn’t flattered in the least, and off went the gun again.
“Mr. Fox ran for all he was worth and got safely back to the woods.
“When he reached his home, Mrs. Fox said, ‘Well, and what luck to-day, my dear?’
“‘None at all,’ said Mr. Fox. ‘That marketing place is no good.’
“‘Why not?’ asked Mrs. Fox as she raised her head.
“‘Because, my dear,’ said Mr. Fox, ‘there is a man around with a gun.’
“‘Oh dear,’ shivered Mrs. Fox. ‘Did you hear the gun?’
“‘Indeed I just escaped being killed.’
“‘Oh, my love,’ said Mrs. Fox. ‘Well, we still have some chicken left, and to-morrow you’ll just have to find a new market—that’s all!’”