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When he reached it, his head went down and his heels flew into the air, and then the gobbler hopped upon him and began to have some of the fun himself. The boys always thought that if they had not rushed up all together and scared the gobbler off, he would have torn the boy to pieces, but very likely he would not. He probably intended just to have fun with him.
Come back, Splash!" called Bunny. "We want you to drive the turkey gobbler away from us." But the gobbler was already going away. He was going right after Splash, who was running down the road as fast as he could go. "Well, we're all right," said Tom. "That bird won't bother us any more." "And I hope he doesn't come for me," said Sue. "He scared me."
"It happened to be the gobbler," she said. "It was a mere chance in the dark.... And if my section is ready, dad I'm a little tired, I think. Good night, everybody; good night, Mr. Hamil and thank you for taking care of me." Cardross, enveloped in blankets, glanced at Hamil. "Did you ever know anybody so quick to give credit to others? It's worth something to hear anybody speak in that fashion."
He hardly had time to bethink himself of his enemy the gobbler when he was clutched under the arm, swung through the air with a swiftness that caused the scream to evaporate in his throat, and the next moment he looked quakingly up into his father's face with unrecognizing eyes; for he had forgotten Absalom in these few weeks.
It fluttered her red dress, too, and the Gobbler saw it and became exceedingly angry. "Red-red-red!" he cried. "Why in the world did she wear red? I hate it!" He stalked toward her in his most disagreeable way, and you could tell by the stiff brushing of his wing-tips on the ground that he was very angry. "Get away from here!" he cried.
"Oh dear!" cried the little girl. "Won't somebody please help me? Drive him away, Bunny!" "I will!" cried her little brother, and, catching up a stick, he bravely rushed at the angry turkey gobbler. "Here. You're too little for such a job as this!" cried Tom, as he stepped in front of Bunny. "That's an old, tough bird and he's a born fighter. Better let me tackle him."
The drum-major of our holiday militia companies is copied exactly from the turkey gobbler; he has the same splendid appearance, the same proud step, and the same martial aspect. The gobbler does not lead his forces in the field, but goes behind them, like the colonel of a regiment, so that he can see every part of the line and direct its movements.
"Well you see she thinks Lola is the daughter of a dead mining friend. Some day, of course, I'll tell her. In fact, the knowledge will grow on her. But not now. It wouldn't do. She couldn't understand." "No?" But the quiet sarcasm was wasted on Paul, and the artist continued, "Aren't you leaving Andrea out of your calculations?" Paul ruffled like an angry gobbler.
I wanted to steal a march upon my friend, and show him how smart I was by bagging a fat young `gobbler' for breakfast. "As soon as I had got round the house, I saw the turkeys a large `gang' of them. They were out in an old corn-field, feeding upon such of the seeds as had been dropped in the corn-gathering.
Paul listened and heard faintly a low, mellow note. "What is it, Jim?" he asked. "The call of the wild turkey." "What, Indians again?" "No, it's the real bird, talkin'. An old gobbler is tellin' his hens that day is comin'. It's a plumb waste on his part, because they know it theirselves, but he must jest let 'em know what a smart bird he is. An' it's that pride uv his that will be his ruin.
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