Among the farmyard people . ted to know how you spreadyour tail in that fashion. It s a goodtime to see. He walked up beside theGobbler and pecked and pulled until threefeathers lay on the ground. Ah, saidthe Dorking Cock, I see I loosened someof your tail feathers. I hope you dontmind. It is just my way, when I want toknow about anything, to find out as soonas I can. And so one fowl after another teasedand troubled the Gobbler, and explainedafterward that it was just their way/Then they laughed at him and ran off. It would be nice if one could say thatthe Gobbler never again lost his temper,b
Among the farmyard people . ted to know how you spreadyour tail in that fashion. It s a goodtime to see. He walked up beside theGobbler and pecked and pulled until threefeathers lay on the ground. Ah, saidthe Dorking Cock, I see I loosened someof your tail feathers. I hope you dontmind. It is just my way, when I want toknow about anything, to find out as soonas I can. And so one fowl after another teasedand troubled the Gobbler, and explainedafterward that it was just their way/Then they laughed at him and ran off. It would be nice if one could say thatthe Gobbler never again lost his temper,but he did, a great many times, for heshould have begun to master it when hewas a Chick. But one can tell truly thathe never again excused his crossness bysaying that it was only his way. The 198 Among the Farmyard People youngest Duckling in the poultry-yard hadalways known that this was no excuse atall, and that if people have disagreeablehabits which make others unhappy, it issomething of which they should be THE BRAGGING PEACOCK THE farmyard people will never forget* the coming of the Peacock ; or ratherthey will never forget the first day that hespent with them. He came in the eve-ning after all the fowls had gone to roost,and their four-legged friends wTere dozingcomfortably in meadow and pasture cor-ners, so nobody saw him until the nextmorning. You can imagine how surprised theywere when a beautiful great fowl of green-ish-blue strutted across the yard, holdinghis head well in the air and dragging hissplendid train behind him. The fowlswere just starting out for their daily walks,and they stopped and held one foot in the air, and stared and stared and stared. 199 200 Among the Farmyard People They did not mean to be rude, but theywere so very much surprised that they didnot think what they were doing. Mostof them thought they were asleep anddreaming, and the dream was such abeautiful one that they did not want tomove and break it off. They had neverseen a P
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