WHAT HAPPENED NEXT TO DANNY MEADOW MOUSE
ANNY is so used to narrow escapes that he doesn't waste any
time thinking about them. He didn't this time. "He who
tries to look two ways at once is pretty sure to see
nothing," says Danny, and he knew that if he thought
too much about the things that had already happened, he
couldn't keep a sharp watch for the things that might
Nothing more happened as he hurried along his private
little path to the edge of a great patch of grass so
short that he couldn't hide under it. He had got to
cross this, and all the way he would be in plain sight
of any one who happened to be near. Very cautiously he
peeped out and looked this way and looked that way, not
forgetting to look up in the sky. He could see no one
anywhere. Drawing a long breath, Danny started across
the open place as fast as his short legs could take
Now all the time, Redtail the Hawk had been sitting in
a tree some distance away, sitting so still that he
looked like a part of the tree itself. That is why
Danny hadn't seen him. But Redtail saw Danny the
instant he started across the open place, for Redtail's
eyes are very keen, and he can see a great distance.
With a satisfied chuckle, he spread his broad wings and
started after Danny.
Just about half-way to the safety of the long grass on
the other side, Danny gave a hurried look behind him,
and his heart seemed to jump right into his mouth, for
there was Redtail with his cruel claws already set to
seize him! Danny gave a frightened squeak, for he
thought that surely this time he would be caught. But
he didn't mean to give up without trying to escape.
Three jumps ahead of him was a queer looking thing. He
didn't know what it was, but if there was a hole in it
he might yet fool Redtail.
One jump! Would he be able to reach it? Two jumps!
There was a hole in it! Three jumps! With
another frightened squeak, Danny dived into the opening
just in time. And what do you think he was in? Why, an
old tomato can Farmer Brown's boy had once used to
carry bait in when he went fishing at the Smiling Pool.
He had dropped it there on his way home.
Redtail screamed with rage and disappointment as he
struck the old can with his great claws. He had been
sure, very sure of Danny Meadow Mouse this time! He
tried to pick the can up, but he couldn't get hold of
it. It just rolled away from him every time, try as he
would. Finally, in disgust, he gave up and flew back to
the tree from which he had first seen Danny.
Of course Danny had been terribly frightened when the
can rolled, and by the noise the claws of Redtail made
when they struck his queer hiding-place. But he wisely
decided that the best thing he could do was to stay
there for a while. And it was very fortunate that he
did so, as he was very soon to find out.