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    Chapter XVII. More Mischief - Page 2

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    orchard. And Sammy knew that Johnny Chuck knew that when Reddy found that new house, he would hide just as he had done.

    "Johnny Chuck won't come out again to-day, and there won't be any excitement at all," thought Sammy Jay in disappointment, for he had hoped to see a fight between Reddy Fox and Johnny Chuck. Just then Sammy looked over to Farmer Brown's house, and there was Farmer Brown's boy getting ready to saw wood. The imp of mischief under Sammy's pert cap gave him an idea. He flew over to the old apple-tree, just over Reddy's head, and began to scream at the top of his lungs.

    Farmer Brown's boy stopped work and looked over towards the old orchard.

    "When a jay screams like that there is usually a fox around," he muttered, as he unfastened Bowser the Hound.
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