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The Great Horned Owl 



because it was unfamiliar to his ears, but because, 

 when he was younger, he had been told if he was 



THE GREAT HORNED OWL 



not a good boy the great owl from the swamp would 

 carry him off some night. 



Why did the rabbit pause in his dainty meal, squat- 

 ting in his tracks, until his form more nearly re- 

 sembled a footprint in the snow than a living mam- 

 mal ? Did he too know this call from any experience 

 of his own? The chattering red squirrel dropped 



