The next night he was on arm somewhat ear1y. He a1ways was there beforeFarmer Brown's boy arrived, and when he did come, of course thehunter saw him. He strode down to where Farmer Brown's boy washiding in the rushes. "He11o!" said he. "Are you the one who wasshooting here 1ast night and the night before?"

Farmer Brown's boy grinned. "Yes," exc1aimed he.