GRAY GEESE AND THE CRANE 
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swallowed his Adam’s apple one or two 
times, then he said: 
“My name’s Dannie Whooping Crane. 
Want to hear me whoop?’’ 
He didn’t wait for them to say yes or no, 
but just opened his mouth and gave six of 
the loudest whoops one ever heard: “Hoop! 
Hoop! Who-oop! Who-o-op! Who-oo-oop! 
Who-ooo-ooop!’’ 
“Well! Well!” exclaimed Tommie. His 
spectacles were on crosswise, but he was so 
excited that he did not know it. 
The stranger swallowed his Adam’s apple 
four more times, then he stood there awk¬ 
wardly as could be, and nobody seemed able 
to say one word. 
Just then another stranger came around 
the corner who was not half as welcome as 
Dannie Whooping Crane. A black, black 
nose, very sharp and very keen, was fol¬ 
lowed by two cruel eyes and some sharp 
and terrible teeth. Old Black Fox was 
standing grinning an ugly grin at all the 
little folks, and here they were shut in on 
