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Updated: June 15, 2025
I know that," she cried in delight, and that look he had waited for shone in her face. Then came a big long box which Santy handed to Hepzebiah. Santy himself helped her to tear off the wrappings; and lo and behold! it was a great big doll with blue eyes and flaxen hair.
When he reached the ground Jehosophat, Marmaduke and Hepzebiah gathered round. Robber Hawk hung limp from the Toyman's hand. His dark brown feathers never stirred. His white breast with its dark bars and patches never moved. "Robber Hawk," spoke the Toyman, "your old curved beak will never feed on any more good chicken." Then he turned to the children. "We must bury him by Jim Crow."
So Jehosophat, Marmaduke, Hepzebiah, Rover, Brownie, Wienerwurst and the Toyman marched with Robber Hawk on towards the cornfield. There by the side of Jim Crow they buried him. And the Toyman took two pieces of wood. On these he cut with his knife: JIM CROW KILLED 1918 THIEF At their heads he placed the two boards side by side.
Jehosophat sat on the floor and pulled on his new rubber boots, which reached almost to his waist. On the stool sat Marmaduke, putting on his, and Mother helped little Hepzebiah with her wee little ones. Over Jehosophat's head went a red sweater, over Marmaduke's a green, and over Hepzebiah's curls one of blue.
Seven days passed and seven nights. He began to feel better, but he was very lonely, for Jehosophat and Hepzebiah had gone to Uncle Roger's to stay while he was sick. Very small he felt in the big bed in the front room, and very, very lonely. He looked out of the window at the big elms. They were covered with white snow like fur. There were many trees standing in rows.
But little Hepzebiah was too small, so she sat on the floor with her finger in her mouth and watched them. "Come," said Mother Green when they were through. Out in the vegetable garden, back of the raspberries they went. "See there," said Mother. Three square little garden plots with nice brown earth were waiting for seeds.
His white tail curves beautifully like the plumes on the hats of the circus ladies. When he throws back his head, puffs out his throat, and calls to the Sun, he is indeed a wonderful creature. The little chicks are the ones Hepzebiah loves best. She can hold them in her two hands like little soft yellow balls or the powder puffs which Nurse uses on new little babies.
This is the way it began: That morning Jehosophat had gone with the Toyman to Sawyer's Mill over on Wally's Creek. Marmaduke felt lonely, for there was nobody but Hepzebiah to play with, and she wouldn't leave her dolls, and he had long ago gotten past playing with them. As he was wandering forlornly around the barnyard, wondering what he could do, he heard a shout over by the Miller farm.
He pointed to one of the gardens. From the brown earth a little green head poked out. Little Hepzebiah danced for it was in her garden, and toddled off to tell Mother. Next day there were five more little heads, some in each of the gardens. They were light in colour and seemed weak but somehow the jolly old Sun and brown Mother Earth took care of them as parents take care of babies.
"Y-y-yes," said Jehosophat. "Y-y-yes," said Marmaduke. "Y-y-yeth," lisped Hepzebiah. "Thank you, my dears," she said, then went away, leaving the door unlocked. For two whole weeks they hadn't peeked. They had hung around that closet and stared and sighed, but never once did they even try the door.
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