up to that head. Then he would be sure to step into one of those
traps!

Well, all the rest of that day and most of the night Doctor Rabbit
watched those traps and that cow's head. At last, far along in the
night, he heard a noise in the bushes close by. The moon shone very
brightly through the trees, and on that patch of white sand and the
cow's head. A dark form came slipping out of the shadows and kept
coming nearer. Pretty soon Doctor Rabbit saw who it was. It was
Brushtail the Fox.

Brushtail sniffed toward the cow's head and said, "Well, well, fresh
beef! This is pretty fine!" And he began walking around and around
that cow's head. But he seemed a little suspicious, for he did not
walk right up to the head. Still, he kept getting closer and closer.
And then, all of a sudden, he stumbled over something.

"Hello! What's this!" Brushtail exclaimed. He dug around a little in
the sand, then said, "Oho, I see! It's a stake I stumbled over, and
here is a chain and--why sure enough! There's a trap fastened to the
chain. Ha! ha! ha! No beef to-night, thank you! I'll just wait.
Perhaps some foolish animal will drag that head away and hide it. Then
I'll just help myself. Sooner or later I'll get that head!" And
Brushtail trotted away.

It was a queer procession!

But he did not go far until he stopped and sniffed again in the
direction of the cow's head.