‘and looked. In them lay his rabbit’s foot. The 
morning sun showeda bright smile on Pete’s face. 
“T knowed it, I knowed it,” he repeated. “‘If it 
hadn’t been for you I’d never gone home no mo’.”’ 
Then he arose and shook the two hens out of 
the bag. ‘‘Go on away from about hyar,” he 
ordered sternly; “I ain’t hongry for no chicken 
to-day.” 
He looked toward the cabin and there sat old 
Bill on his post scratching at the bell with one 
foot. 
“I’m gwine to ketch dat bird wid a string,” 
he suddenly announced, “‘an’ take off dat bell. 
I ain’t skeered of no bell buzzard no mo’; no 
suh, I ain’t!”? And he started for the house. 
A moment later he held up his hand and 
looked at something that lay in his palm. 
‘Look hyar, rabbit foot,” he said. ‘* You sure 
is a powerful charm; git in dat coat pocket and 
don’t you never go projickin’ ’roun’ and git 
ee 
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los 
