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"Danger" by David Cory is an adventure novel that follows the thrilling escapades of its young protagonist as he navigates a perilous world filled with challenges and excitement. Set against a backdrop of intrigue and suspense, the story highlights themes of bravery, friendship, and the triumph of good over evil. Through engaging characters and vivid storytelling, Cory encapsulates the spirit of adventure, making it a captivating read for young audiences.

• Children

								

the little rabbit sliding about overhead.

“I must wait until Springtime to find out who called,” thought Mister
Muskrat, swimming over to his other hiding place among the roots of
the Old Chestnut Tree in which Old Barney Owl had built his little
wooden house in a big hollow limb.

And wasn’t it strange? Mister Muskrat never got the least bit wet
as he swam through the water. You see his thick fur overcoat is
waterproof.

“I have few friends in the wintertime,” sighed Little Jack Rabbit.
“Timmie Chipmunk is fast asleep in his little warm house. So is Woody
Chuck. And Granddaddy Bullfrog and Teddy Turtle are dreaming away in
the soft warm mud at the bottom of the Old Duck Pond. I’ll be glad
when warm weather comes.”

Just then who should pop out of his little snow tunnel, for by
this time the little rabbit was on the Sunny Meadow, but Timmie
Meadowmouse. He wasn’t afraid of little bunnies, you know, nor
squirrels, nor chipmunks, but always kept his eyes open for Danny
Fox, and Old Man Weasel, who are always skulking around, or for
Hungry Hawk, who is often flying up in the sky.

“I’ve been playing hide and seek all day,” laughed Timmie Meadowmouse.

“Who with?” inquired Little Jack Rabbit anxiously, wiggling his
little pink nose to catch the first scent of danger.

“Oh, with Danny Fox,” replied the little meadowmouse. “But, you see,
he didn’t catch me.”

    “Don’t be too sure all the time.
       Some day you’ll regret it;
     Danger comes so suddenly,
       Watch and don’t forget it,”

sang Charlie Chickadee.

Dear me! That little bird must have known that danger was lurking
near.

    “Run, run, run!
     Skate, skate, skate!
     You’d better start this minute
     Or else you’ll be too late.
     Old Danny Fox will catch you
     If you don’t watch out,
     Hurry, hurry, hurry!
     Old Danny Fox’s about!”

shouted Squirrel Nutcracker from his Tree Top House.

Away went Little Jack Rabbit, clipperty clip, lipperty lip! No, he
didn’t, either. He went slipperty slip! Slipperty slip! Just like
that, only faster.

“I’ll catch you yet,” growled Danny Fox.

“Not yet,” gasped the little bunny boy.

“Pretty soon,” whined the old fox.

“Never and never,” replied the bunny boy bravely. “Mother shan’t lose
her little rabbit, not if I can help it!” and away he went, faster
than before, and lots faster than behind. And in less time than I can
take to tell it he was safely over the little picket fence around
the dear Old Bramble Patch. You see, he couldn’t wait to unlatch the
gate, but gave a hop-tee-idy right over it. The next minute Lady Love
had pulled him in and slammed the kitchen door.

    “Safe at home in mother’s arms!
     That’s the place to be.
     Warm and cuddley, mother’s breast,
     Like a pretty downy nest,”

sang the Canary Bird. Then Little Miss Cricket chirped and the Three
Grasshoppers fiddled pretty music.
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