"Go it, Granny! Go it!" shouted Farmer Brown's boy. "And the next time
you are tempted to steal my chickens, just remember that I caught you
napping and let you off when I might have shot you. Just remember that
and leave my chickens alone."

Now it happened that Tommy Tit the Chickadee had seen all that had
happened, and he fairly bubbled over with joy. "Dee, dee, dee,
Chickadee! It is just as I have always said -- Farmer Brown's boy
isn't bad. He'd be friends with every one if every one would let him,"
he cried.

"Maybe, maybe," grumbled Sammy Jay, who also had seen all that had
happened. "But he's altogether too smart for me to trust. Oh, my!
oh, my! What news this will be to tell! Old Granny Fox will never
hear the end of it. If ever again she boasts of how smart she is,
all we will have to do will be to remind her of the time Farmer
Brown's boy caught her napping. Ho! ho! ho! I must hurry along and
find my cousin, Blacky the Crow. This will tickle him half to death."

As for Old Granny Fox, she feared Farmer Brown's boy more than ever,
not because of what he had done to her but because of what he had
not done. You see, nothing could make her believe that he wanted to
be her friend. She thought he had let her get away just to show her
that he was smarter than she. Instead of thankfulness, hate and
fear filled Granny's heart. You know --

People who themselves do ill
For others seldom have good will.