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The Tale Of Muley Cow - XI - THE UNRULY MULEY The Tale Of Muley Cow - XI - THE UNRULY MULEY

The Tale Of Muley Cow - XI - THE UNRULY MULEY
XI - THE UNRULY MULEYAfter leaving the Muley Cow, who was wearing her new poke down by thelane, Aunt Polly Woodchuck and Billy Woodchuck's mother met old Mr. Crowagain."Did you see her?" he asked them hoarsely."Yes!" they answered.Mr. Crow gave them a sly leer. "What do you think of it?" he inquired.They said that the poke was the strangest collar they had ever set eyeson."Ha! ha!" the old black rascal laughed. "I see that you don't know whatit's for.... It's to keep the Muley Cow from jumping the fence into theback pasture. Farmer Green put it around her neck this morning.""Did... Short Stories - Post by : davidk - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2159

The Tale Of Muley Cow - X - A SLIGHT MISTAKE The Tale Of Muley Cow - X - A SLIGHT MISTAKE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - X - A SLIGHT MISTAKE
X - A SLIGHT MISTAKEMrs. Woodchuck was glad that she had gone to Aunt Polly Woodchuck'shouse to tell her the news about the Muley Cow. Aunt Polly was all in aflutter, she was so eager to see the Muley Cow in her new poke bonnet."Is the poke becoming to her?" Aunt Polly asked Mrs. Woodchuck."I haven't set eyes on it," Mrs. Woodchuck said. "Old Mr. Crow told methe news only this morning. I asked him to describe the poke. But all hecould say was that I'd be surprised when I saw it.""That's the way with men folks," Aunt Polly Woodchuck declared.... Short Stories - Post by : mxthree - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3468

The Tale Of Muley Cow - IX - WEARING A POKE The Tale Of Muley Cow - IX - WEARING A POKE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - IX - WEARING A POKE
IX - WEARING A POKEThe cows never paid much attention to the woodchucks, unless it was toscold them now and then for eating too much clover. But living as theydid in the pasture, the woodchucks took a great interest in FarmerGreen's herd. Many a bit of gossip about some cow passed from onewoodchuck hole to another, without the cow herself ever dreaming thatfolk were talking about her.Whenever Billy Woodchuck's mother heard any specially interesting newsabout a cow she was more than likely to put on her best apron and hurryover to make a call on Aunt Polly Woodchuck, the famous herb... Short Stories - Post by : agape100 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2552

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VIII - IT WAS A BEAR The Tale Of Muley Cow - VIII - IT WAS A BEAR

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VIII - IT WAS A BEAR
VIII - IT WAS A BEARWhen the bear rose out of the bushes and looked at him--and said "Woof!"too--Johnnie Green did not bellow as the Muley Cow had. But he turnedand ran. Once he tripped on a root and fell headlong. But he was on hisfeet again in a jiffy and running faster than ever. And though he hadonly half as many legs as the Muley Cow, he reached the pasture fencenot far behind her.It was the first time Johnnie Green had known the Muley Cow to jump thefence back into the pasture, after jumping out of it. Before, she hadalways... Short Stories - Post by : diveman - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2961

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VII - A LITTLE SURPRISE The Tale Of Muley Cow - VII - A LITTLE SURPRISE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VII - A LITTLE SURPRISE
VII - A LITTLE SURPRISELittle by little the Muley Cow learned not to be disturbed by JohnnieGreen's clothesline lasso, when he swung it in wide circles about hishead and then flung it at hers. She found that the rope did her no harm.Indeed, the more Johnnie practiced the more expert he became. Before agreat while he could drop his noose over the Muley Cow's head almostevery time he tried--when she stood still.By that time Johnnie began to tire of the sport of buffalo hunting (withthe Muley Cow for the buffalo). He wished he might try lassoing her fromthe back of the... Short Stories - Post by : Steven_Sotala - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2584

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VI - BUFFALO HUNTS The Tale Of Muley Cow - VI - BUFFALO HUNTS

The Tale Of Muley Cow - VI - BUFFALO HUNTS
VI - BUFFALO HUNTSJohnnie Green found, after a while, that owning a cow wasn't all fun.There were times when he would have been willing to let his father, orthe hired man, milk the Muley Cow. For instance, a boy from aneighboring farm might come along about milking-time with a fine planfor play. Or someone driving past the house on his way to the villagemight ask Johnnie to go along too.Once or twice, on such occasions, Johnnie tried to wriggle out ofmilking. But he soon learned better. His father told him that a duty wasa duty.And Johnnie knew exactly what he meant.As... Short Stories - Post by : anders02 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 861

The Tale Of Muley Cow - V - THE FRIENDLY SCARECROW The Tale Of Muley Cow - V - THE FRIENDLY SCARECROW

The Tale Of Muley Cow - V - THE FRIENDLY SCARECROW
V - THE FRIENDLY SCARECROWOld Mr. Crow and all his cronies made fun of the scarecrow in thecornfield. They said that he was a great joke. "He doesn't knowanything," they used to chuckle. "His head has nothing but straw insideit."The Muley Cow had often heard the noisy crows laughing about the limpgentleman who hung on a long, upright stick beyond the pasture fence.She had paid little heed to him, herself, until one day she took anotion to jump the fence and taste the young shoots of corn. For theycertainly did look tempting.Being, generally, a well-mannered creature, the Muley Cow thought itonly... Short Stories - Post by : donaldb - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1252

The Tale Of Muley Cow - IV - OWNING A BOY The Tale Of Muley Cow - IV - OWNING A BOY

The Tale Of Muley Cow - IV - OWNING A BOY
IV - OWNING A BOYBy the end of a week Johnnie Green was able to milk quite well. When hesat down beside the Muley Cow he could play a merry tune as he made thetiny streams of milk tinkle against the bottom of the milk pail. And hemanaged to milk the Muley Cow while his father was milking only threeothers."Don't you think," Johnnie asked his father, "that I ought to own theMuley Cow by this time?"But Farmer Green thought that he mustn't make the prize too easy to win.He laughed and shook his head. "When you can milk half as fast... Short Stories - Post by : aWebPro - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1103

The Tale Of Muley Cow - III - WORKING FOR A PRIZE The Tale Of Muley Cow - III - WORKING FOR A PRIZE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - III - WORKING FOR A PRIZE
III - WORKING FOR A PRIZEOf course Johnnie Green was very slow the first time he milked the MuleyCow. For a few minutes his father stood beside him and told him a fewthings that he needed to know. And then Farmer Green went away and leftJohnnie to do his best all alone."Now's your chance!" the little red cow said to the Muley Cow. "Upsetthe boy before Farmer Green comes back!"But the Muley Cow didn't even stop chewing her cud long enough toanswer. She looked so mild and contented that no one would have guessedshe was wishing more than ever that she... Short Stories - Post by : bridger - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3537

The Tale Of Muley Cow - II - WHY JOHNNIE HURRIED The Tale Of Muley Cow - II - WHY JOHNNIE HURRIED

The Tale Of Muley Cow - II - WHY JOHNNIE HURRIED
II - WHY JOHNNIE HURRIEDIt was a proud day for Johnnie Green when his father told him that hemight have the Muley Cow for his very own. The moment he heard the newsJohnnie couldn't help interrupting his father with a shout."Not so fast!" said Farmer Green, with what Johnnie knew was only a"pretend" frown. "She's not yours--yet. And when you learn what you'llhave to do to win her perhaps you won't want the old cow after all.""Won't I?" cried Johnnie Green. "I'll do anything you ask of me!""When you've learned to milk her, she'll be yours," his father said.It was noon... Short Stories - Post by : csawyer1 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1635

The Tale Of Muley Cow - I - JOHNNIE GREEN'S FAVORITE The Tale Of Muley Cow - I - JOHNNIE GREEN'S FAVORITE

The Tale Of Muley Cow - I - JOHNNIE GREEN'S FAVORITE
I - JOHNNIE GREEN'S FAVORITEA few of the farmyard folk were a bit jealous of the Muley Cow. Thelittle red lady that stood on one side of her, in the barn, often saidthat Johnnie Green was wasting too many goodies on her. It seemed as ifhe never entered the cow barn without bringing some tidbit for oldMuley, as her neighbors called her--behind her back. If it wasn't apotato that Johnnie fished out of his pocket it might be an apple or acarrot, or maybe a piece of pumpkin, or turnip, or beet.At such times the little red cow would cast a... Short Stories - Post by : kyndri - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3102

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIV - BROTHER TOM The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIV - BROTHER TOM

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIV - BROTHER TOM
XXIV - BROTHER TOMIt was almost dark in the cornfield on a crisp evening late in November. It was not Farmer Green's field, but that of a neighbor of his. And it was far from any house.The pumpkins had been gathered weeks before. The cornstalks had long since been cut and now stood in shocks amidst the stubble.On the whole, the scene was bleak and dismal. Not a creature moved anywhere. Even the meadow, mice had already found the nights too chilly for their liking. Turkey Proudfoot was there alone, standing like a statue, as if he were waiting for somebody."I... Short Stories - Post by : egiftmall - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1082

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIII - VACATION TIME The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIII - VACATION TIME

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXIII - VACATION TIME
XXIII - VACATION TIMEIt was well along in November. And Turkey Proudfoot was feeling fidgetty. Whenever Farmer Green or the hired man stepped into the yard, he started up with a wild look in his eye.Turkey Proudfoot was no longer roosting at night in the tree near the farmhouse.With the coming of cold weather he had been glad enough to roost under a shed beside the barn.Ever since the winter before, Turkey Proudfoot had enjoyed sound sleeps at night. But for weeks now he had often waked up in the middle of the night and found himself all a-shiver."It's the fault... Short Stories - Post by : Paul_Manuel - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 3038

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXII - CRANBERRY SAUCE The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXII - CRANBERRY SAUCE

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXII - CRANBERRY SAUCE
XXII - CRANBERRY SAUCE"Ho, hum!" old Mr. Crow yawned. He had stopped to talk with Turkey Proudfoot in the cornfield. It was fall; and the shocks of corn stood on every hand like great fat scarecrows, with fat yellow pumpkins lying at their feet, as if the scarecrows' heads had fallen off.Mr. Crow always yawned a good deal when he chatted with Turkey Proudfoot and he wasn't always as careful as he might have been about covering up his yawns. Somehow Mr. Crow found Turkey Proudfoot dull company. Turkey Proudfoot had never been off the farm. On the other hand, old... Short Stories - Post by : shyjumohan - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1933

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXI - FARMYARD MANNERS The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXI - FARMYARD MANNERS

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XXI - FARMYARD MANNERS
XXI - FARMYARD MANNERS"Oh, very well!" said Simon Screecher to Turkey Proudfoot. "I'll give my cousin your message. I'll tell him that you want him to meet you here in this clearing in the woods to-morrow night." So off Simon Screecher flew.He had not been gone long when a noisy "haw-haw-hoo-hoo" rolled and echoed through the woods."He's laughing!" Turkey Proudfoot exclaimed. "Solomon Owl is laughing. I wonder what the joke is." He was so curious to know that he actually began to wish that Simon Screecher would hurry back. And after a little while he did."What was the joke?" Turkey Proudfoot... Short Stories - Post by : ecommchick - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2261

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XX - BEAKS AND BILLS The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XX - BEAKS AND BILLS

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XX - BEAKS AND BILLS
XX - BEAKS AND BILLSTurkey Proudfoot was a poor guesser. There in the woods, at night, Simon Screecher the owl had told him of something that "counted," something that was right in front of Turkey Proudfoot's eyes. And Turkey Proudfoot named everything he could think of. He mentioned the oak tree in which he sat, the darkness, the yellow moon."You're wrong!" Simon Screecher kept telling him. "You're getting further away with every guess. I suppose I'll have to tell you what I mean: it's your beak. And if that isn't right in front of your eyes, I don't know what is.""My... Short Stories - Post by : coinn13 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1538

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XIX - NIGHT IN THE WOODS The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XIX - NIGHT IN THE WOODS

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XIX - NIGHT IN THE WOODS
XIX - NIGHT IN THE WOODSMr. Grouse and Tommy Fox soon went about their business, leaving Turkey Proudfoot to roost in the oak tree in the woods.Though he pretended to be fast asleep, Turkey Proudfoot had kept one eye slightly open. He had seen Tommy Fox trot away toward the pasture. He had heard Mr. Grouse go whirring off into the depths of the woods."It's too late to go back to the farmyard this evening," Turkey Proudfoot grumbled. "It's almost dusk already. And there's no telling about Tommy Fox. He may be hiding behind a tree, ready to pounce on me... Short Stories - Post by : Angela_Murray - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2247

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVIII - RED LIGHTNING The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVIII - RED LIGHTNING

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVIII - RED LIGHTNING
XVIII - RED LIGHTNING"What's the matter with my tail!" cried Mr. Grouse."It's too small," Turkey Proudfoot declared. "Now, if you want to see a tail that is a tail--""I don't!" cried Mr. Grouse. "Not if you want me to look at yours! In fact, I don't care to talk with you any more. I was going to suggest a pleasant way for you to spend Thanksgiving Day. But nothing I say seems to please you. Besides, you began to boast about your tail the moment you entered this clearing. And if there's anybody I can't endure, it's a boaster." He was... Short Stories - Post by : cssmith1951 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 1669

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVII - A GAME BIRD The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVII - A GAME BIRD

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVII - A GAME BIRD
XVII - A GAME BIRDMr. Grouse moved back and forth upon his log in the clearing in the woods. And casting a withering glance at Turkey Proudfoot, he said, "It's plain that you don't know what a game bird is. Men--and boys, too--come into the woods with guns to hunt us. And we make game of them by rising swiftly with a loud whir and flying off before they have time to shoot us."Turkey Proudfoot gaped at Mr. Grouse."Don't they ever hit you?" he faltered."They've never shot me," said Mr. Grouse. "Once a hunter knocked out one of my tail feathers.... Short Stories - Post by : dlewis - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 2701

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVI - DRUMMING ON A LOG The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVI - DRUMMING ON A LOG

The Tale Of Turkey Proudfoot - XVI - DRUMMING ON A LOG
XVI - DRUMMING ON A LOGTurkey Proudfoot was not always content to stay in the farmyard. Although Farmer Green fed him well, he liked to range over the fields in search of extra tidbits, such as grain, seeds and insects. Sometimes he wandered even as far as the pasture. And one day he strayed into the edge of the woods beyond the pasture fence.There he discovered a beech tree. And Turkey Proudfoot was enjoying the nuts that he found on the ground beneath it when all at once a thump-thump-thump startled him. He raised his head and listened. The thumping sound... Short Stories - Post by : nantucket - Date : April 2012 - Author : Arthur Scott Bailey - Read : 851