CHAPTER XXXIII 



WHEN BANNERTAIL WAS 

 SCARRED FOR LIFE 



[T makes indeed merry play, 

 with just enough of excite- 

 ment when you bait the 

 Bull, and dodge back to the 

 fence to laugh at his im- 

 potent raging. But it makes a very dif- 

 ferent chapter when a second Bull comes 

 on the other side of the fence. Then the 

 game is over, the Bull-baiter must find 

 some far refuge or scramble up the near- 

 est sheltering tree, or pay the price. 



Bannertail had an ancient feud with 

 the big Hen-hawk, whose stick nest was 

 only a mile away, high in a rugged beech. 

 There were a dozen farmyards that paid 



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