ail.

"Yes, I will," said the rooster.

"Well, then, come along," said Billy Bobtail.

So the rooster followed on after Billy Bobtail.

They went along a little way farther and met a hen.

"Cut-cut-cut-cut-ka-dat-cut!" said the hen. "Where are you going,
Billy Bobtail?"

"Oh, I'm going to seek my fortune!" said Billy Bobtail.

"May I go, too?" said the hen.

"No," said Billy Bobtail.

"Yes, I will," said the hen.

"Well, then, come along," said Billy Bobtail.

So the hen followed on after Billy Bobtail. And there they
were,--first Billy Bobtail and then the bull and then the goat and then
the sheep and then the pig and then the dog and then the cat and then
the turkey and then the rooster and then the hen,--all following on
after Billy Bobtail. On and on they walked. All day long they
traveled; and, just as it began to grow dark, they came to a deep, deep
wood. It looked so dark that Billy Bobtail almost felt afraid. "Never
mind!" said he, "if anything tries to hurt us, I can whistle and throw
stones."

"And I can bellow and hook," said the bull.

"And I can butt and bleat," said the goat.

"And I can butt and bleat," said the sheep.

"And I can squeal and bite," said the pig.

"And I can bark and bite," said the dog.

"And I can mew and scratch," said the cat.

"And I can gobble," said the turkey.

"And I can crow," said the rooster.

"And I can cackle," said the hen.

"Very well," said Billy Bobtail; "I think we shall be quite safe."

So on they went through the wood; but suddenly they heard a crashing
and trampling in the underbrush and then a savage growl, as of some
great wild creature about to rush upon them.

Billy Bobtail began to whistle and throw stones.

The bull began to bellow.

The goat began to bleat.

The sheep began to bleat.

The pig began to squeal.

The dog began to bark.

The cat began to mew.

The turkey began to gobble.

The rooster began to crow.

The hen began to cackle.

And they all made such a noise that the creature, whoever he was, was
so frightened that he ran away as fast as his legs could carry him,
never even once stopping to look back.

Soon Billy Bobtail and his friends came to a clearing--a place in the
wood where the trees had all been cut away. Right in the middle of
this clearing stood a little house.

"What a fine place for us to stay in all night," said Billy Bobtail,
for it was now almost dark.

"But suppose the people a