"I'm willing to admit that part of his plan was all right. He blinded
Mr. Hawk, but at the same time didn't save all of his own skin, for the
old fellow's claws went into Sonny Bunny's back so far, as his mother
told me, that you could almost see the bones, and the foolish rabbit
laid in bed three or four weeks before he was fit to go out of doors
again."

"It seems to me as if I had heard something like that before," your Aunt
Amy said, and Mrs. Mouser replied:

"Very likely you've heard the same story, for all the animals around
here know about it."

"But what was it you said about Mr. Fox's father meeting a crab?" your
Aunt Amy asked.




MR. FOX AND MISS CRAB.


"Well, that isn't what you might really call a story; it's only
something which happened to old Mr. Fox when he went down to the
seashore for his health, and met young Miss Crab. He had never seen
anybody of the kind, and didn't know whether she was an animal, or a
fish, or a bird.

"'Good morning,' he said very politely, and Miss Crab answered him back