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<h1>OLD GRANNY FOX</h1>
<h2 class="no-break">By Thornton W. Burgess</h2>
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<h2><SPAN name="link2HCH0001" id="link2HCH0001"></SPAN> CHAPTER I<br/> Reddy Fox Brings Granny News</h2>
<p class="poem">
Pray who is there who would refuse<br/>
To bearer be of happy news?<br/>
—<i>Old Granny Fox</i>.</p>
<p>Snow covered the Green Meadows and the Green Forest, and ice bound the Smiling
Pool and the Laughing Brook. Reddy and Granny Fox were hungry most of the time.
It was not easy to find enough to eat these days, and so they spent nearly
every minute they were awake in hunting. Sometimes they hunted together, but
usually one went one way, and the other went another way so as to have a
greater chance of finding something. If either found enough for two, the one
finding it took the food back to their home if it could be carried. If not, the
other was told where to find it.</p>
<p>For several days they had had very little indeed to eat, and they were so
hungry that they were willing to take almost any chance to get a good meal. For
two nights they had visited Farmer Brown’s henhouse, hoping that they
would be able to find a way inside. But the biddies had been securely locked
up, and try as they would, they couldn’t find a way in.</p>
<p>“It’s of no use,” said Granny, as they started back home
after the second try, “to hope to get one of those hens at night. If we
are going to get any at all, we will have to do it in broad daylight. It can be
done, for I have done it before, but I don’t like the idea. We are likely
to be seen, and that means that Bowser the Hound will be set to hunting
us.”</p>
<p>“Pooh!” exclaimed Reddy. “What of it? It’s easy enough
to fool him.”</p>
<p>“You think so, do you?” snapped Granny. “I never yet saw a
young Fox who didn’t think he knew all there is to know, and you’re
just like the rest. When you’ve lived as long as I have you will have
learned not to be quite so sure of your own opinions. I grant you that when
there is no snow on the ground, any Fox with a reasonable amount of Fox sense
in his head can fool Bowser, but with snow everywhere it is a very different
matter. If Bowser once takes it into his head to follow your trail these days,
you will have to be smarter than I think you are to fool him. The only way you
will be able to get away from him will be by going into a hole in the ground,
and when you do that you will have given away a secret that will mean we will
never have any peace at all. We will never know when Farmer Brown’s boy
will take it into his head to smoke us out. I’ve seen it done. No, Sir,
we are not going to try for one of those hens in the daytime unless we are
starving.”</p>
<p>“I’m starving now,” whined Reddy.</p>
<p>“No such thing!” Granny snapped. “I’ve been without
food longer than this many a time. Have you been over to the Big River
lately?”</p>
<p>“No,” replied Reddy. “What’s the use? It’s frozen
over. There isn’t anything there.”</p>
<p>“Perhaps not,” replied Granny, “but I learned a long time ago
that it is a poor plan to overlook any chance. There is a place in the Big
River which never freezes because the water runs too swiftly to freeze, and
I’ve found more than one meal washed ashore there. You go over there now
while I see what I can find in the Green Forest. If neither of us finds
anything, it will be time enough to think about Farmer Brown’s hens
to-morrow.”</p>
<p>Much against his will Reddy obeyed. “It isn’t the least bit of
use,” he grumbled, as he trotted towards the Big River. “There
won’t be anything there. It is just a waste of time.”</p>
<p>Late that afternoon he came hurrying back, and Granny knew by the way that he
cocked his ears and carried his tail that he had news of some kind.
“Well, what is it?” she demanded.</p>
<p>“I found a dead fish that had been washed ashore,” replied Reddy.
“It wasn’t big enough for two, so I ate it.”</p>
<p>“Anything else?” asked Granny.</p>
<p>“No-o,” replied Reddy slowly; “that is, nothing that will do
us any good. Quacker the Wild Duck was swimming about out in the open water,
but though I watched and watched he never once came ashore.”</p>
<p>“Ha!” exclaimed Granny. “That <i>is</i> good news. I think
we’ll go Duck hunting.”</p>
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