. Jackanapes. with illus. by Randolph Caldecott. ne that did hatch gaveher more trouble than any chick she had ever reared. It was a fine, downy, bright yellow little thing, but ithad a monstrous big nose and feet, and such an ungainlywalk as she knew no other instance of in her well-bredand high-stepping family. And as to behaviour, it wasnot that it was either quarrelsome or moping, but simplyunlike the rest. When the other chicks hopped andcheeped on the Green about their mothers feet, thissolitary yellow brat went waddling off on its own responsi-bility, and do or cluck what the speckled h
. Jackanapes. with illus. by Randolph Caldecott. ne that did hatch gaveher more trouble than any chick she had ever reared. It was a fine, downy, bright yellow little thing, but ithad a monstrous big nose and feet, and such an ungainlywalk as she knew no other instance of in her well-bredand high-stepping family. And as to behaviour, it wasnot that it was either quarrelsome or moping, but simplyunlike the rest. When the other chicks hopped andcheeped on the Green about their mothers feet, thissolitary yellow brat went waddling off on its own responsi-bility, and do or cluck what the speckled hen would, itwent to play in the pond. It was off one day as usual, and the hen was fussing i6 THE YELLOW THING. and fuming after it, when the Postman, going to deliver aletter at Miss Jessamines door, was nearly knocked ovesrby the good lady herself, who, bursting out of the housewith her cap just off and her bonnet just not on, fell intohis arms, crying— Baby! Baby! Jackanapes! Jackanapes! If the Postman loved anything on earth, he loved the. Captains yellowed-haired child, so propping Miss Jessamine against her own door-post, he followed the directionof her trembling fingers and made for the Green. Jackanapes had had the start of the Postman by nearlyten minutes. The world—the round green world with anoak tree on it—was just becoming very interesting to had tried, vigorously but ineffectually, to mount a THE OTHER YELLOW THING. 17 passing pig the last time he was taken out walking; butthen he was encumbered with a nurse. Now he was hisown master, and might, by courage and energy, becomethe master of that delightful, downy, dumpty, yellow thing,that was bobbing along over the green grass in front ofhim. Forward! Charge ! He aimed well, and grabbedit, but only to feel the delicious downiness and dumpi-ness slipping through his fingers as he fell upon his face. Ouawk ! said the yellow thing, and wobbled off was this oblique movement that enabled Jackanap
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