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John of the Woods by Abbie Farwell Brown
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towards them, and stood bristling beside the dog, showing his terrible
fangs. With a savage growl Bruin burst his chain and came lumbering to
the defense of his friends, and the three devoted animals made a stout
and terrible wall about them. But this was not all. From the corners
where they were crouched came running the other, gentler pets. Here
scampered the cat and her kittens, mewing pitifully. Across the
platform hopped the raven. The carrier pigeon fluttered to the
Hermit's shoulder. And from the trees all roundabout came winging,
with a call answering to John's, a flock of birds who had followed him
from the forest, and who had been hidden in the forbidden trees of the
King's park until this very hour. They fluttered like a cloud about
the heads of the pair, so that one could scarcely see them.

Every one stood amazed; even the King sank back in his seat, stupefied.
The guards fell back with lowered weapons. The crowd was silent,
staring open-mouthed. Then a murmur arose, and words passed from man
to man.

"A miracle! It is a miracle! They must be God's saints!"

But Tonio was not long silent. "Tricks! Tricks!" he cried. "Gigi has
become an animal-trainer. But he is our boy still. Give him to us!"

"Seize them!" repeated the King in a choking voice.

Once more the guards made a rush forward. But the animals leaped up
and stood at bay so fiercely that they dared not come nearer. The
Hermit raised his hand, and there was sudden silence. He faced the
King and spoke sternly.

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