as raise your voice against the advice which Jimmy Hedgehog
was giving his cousin. We demand from you a straightforward account of
the whole matter, for, as members of the Fur and Feather Club, it is
our duty to learn if one member has acted toward another member in an
unbrotherly fashion.'

"You might have knocked me down with a feather by the time Mr. Crow
finished his long-winded speech. I wasn't so blind but that I could
see Jimmy wasn't the only one who would get it warm, and yet I give
you my solemn word I hadn't the slightest idea of telling anything but
the honest truth. I got up on my hind legs to answer the president,
when Mr. Jay shouted, excitedly:

"'Look out for your skins! Here comes that disreputable Professor
Hawk!'"

Mr. Bunny had no more than ceased speaking as if to take a long
breath, when the Professor sailed slowly by, and the story-teller
watched curiously until he had disappeared from view in the distance.

CHAPTER XIII

DISCIPLINING JIMMY

"I just wish I could wring that old fellow's neck!" Mr. Bunny cried
angrily as he shook one paw in the direction of Professor Hawk, who
was slowly circling around with his eyes apparently fixed on Mr.
Rabbit. "'Squire Owl, the old one as well as the young one, is about
as bad a bird as we members of the Fur section care to meet; but yet I
think that old pirate is worse than all the Owl family put together,
for the 'Squire's folks can't do much mischief except in the night,
and the Hawk gang are at it all the time.

"Of course I couldn't wring his neck even if I got a good hold with
all four paws, because he can give a fellow a terrible drubbing with
his wings; but if I were strong enough, and could bite as Butcher
Weasel can, I'd give him all he wanted, even if I had to spend my
time, night and day, for a week in order to do it. More than twenty
times I've torn my coat mighty badly through jumping into a thorn
bush to get out of that fellow's way, and such sort of business gets
tiresome after a while.

"The worst part of Professor Hawk, so far as we members of the Fur
section are concerned, is that his eyes are so sharp. He can sail
around in the sky so high up that a fellow can't see him, and yet keep
a mighty good watch on all that takes place beneath him! Fly! He can
beat any bird I know of at that way of getting around, and when he
drops down for a young rabbit or a squirrel, the chances are that it's
good-bye then.

"Of course it do