REDDY FOX GROWS CURIOUS
ANNY MEADOW MOUSE had sat perfectly still for a long time inside the old
tomato can in which he had found a refuge from Redtail
the Hawk. He didn't dare so much as put his head out
for a look around, lest Redtail should be circling
overhead ready to pounce on him.
"If I stay here long enough, he'll get tired and go
away, if he hasn't already," thought Danny. "This has
been a pretty exciting morning so far, and I find that
I am a little tired. I may aw well take a nap while I
am waiting to make sure that the way is clear."
With that Danny curled up in the old tomato can. But it
wasn't meant that Danny should have that nap. He had
closed his eyes, but his ears were still open, and
presently he heard soft footsteps drawing near. His
eyes flew open, and he forgot all about sleep, you may
be sure, for those footsteps sounded familiar. They
sounded to Danny very, very much like the footsteps
of—whom do you think? Why, Reddy Fox! Danny's
heart began to beat faster as he listened. Could it be?
He didn't dare peep out. Presently a little whiff of
scent blew into the old tomato can. Then Danny
knew—it was Reddy Fox.
"Oh, dear! I hope he doesn't find that I am in here!"
thought Danny. "I wonder what under the sun has brought
him up here just now."
If the truth were to be known, it was curiosity that
had brought Reddy up there. Reddy had been hunting for
his breakfast some distance away on the Green Meadows
when Redtail the Hawk had tried so hard to catch Danny
Meadow Mouse. Reddy's sharp eyes had seen Redtail the
minute he left the tree in pursuit of Danny, and he had
known by the way Redtail flew that he saw something he
wanted to catch. He had watched Redtail swoop down and
had heard his scream of rage when he missed Danny
because Danny had dodged into the old tomato can. He
had seen Redtail strike and strike again at something
on the ground, and finally fly off in disgust with
"Now, I wonder what it was Redtail was after and why he
didn't get it," thought Reddy. "He acts terribly put
out and disappointed. I believe I'll go over there and
Off he started at a smart trot towards the patch of
short grass where he had seen Redtail the Hawk striking
at something on the ground. As he drew near, he crept
very softly until he reached the very edge of the open
patch. There he stopped and looked sharply all over it.
There was nothing to be seen but an old tomato can.
Reddy had seen it many times before.
"Now what under the sun could Redtail have been after
here?" thought Reddy. "The grass isn't long enough for
a grasshopper to hide in, and yet Redtail didn't get
what he was after. It's very queer. It certainly is
He trotted out and began to run back and forth with his
nose to the ground, hoping that his nose would tell him
what his eyes couldn't Back and forth, back and forth
he ran, and then suddenly he stopped.
"Ha!" exclaimed Reddy. He had found the scent left by
Danny Meadow Mouse when he ran across towards the old
tomato can. Right up to the old can Reddy's nose led
him. He hopped over the old can, but on the other side
he could find no scent of Danny Meadow Mouse. In a
flash he understood, and a gleam of satisfaction shone
in his yellow eyes as he turned back to the old can. He
knew that Danny must be hiding in there.
"I've got you this time!" he snarled, as he sniffed at
the opening in the end of the can.