XXIII
A BOLD STRANGER
Tommy Fox had carefully kept from Grumpy Weasel the
name of the stranger who was dressed like Grumpy,
in white
and black. It happened that he wore feathers---this newcomer.
And that was one reason why Tommy Fox had had to grin when
Grumpy threatened to "make the fur fly" when he met the
unknown.
Another reason why Tommy had laughed at Grumpy's
blustering was that the stranger was quite able to take care
of himself in a fight.
He belonged to the Snowy Owl family,
being bigger, even, than Solomon Owl.
And what with his
hooked beak and his strong talons he was a dangerous fellow
to meet.
Although Grumpy Weasel could easily handle a rabbit
or a wild duck a dozen times his own size,
because they were
unarmed, he would have had no chance at all with Mr. Snowy
Owl.
All this made Tommy Fox chuckle and grin,
as he left
Grumpy and loped off towards Cedar Swamp,
where Mr. Snowy Owl
was spending the winter. Unlike Solomon Owl, and his cousin
Simon Screecher,
Mr. Snowy Owl did not turn night into day.
So Tommy Fox found him wide awake and ready for a fight or a
frolic, whichever might come his way.
He was a handsome bird---this newcomer---
in his showy
white suit, spotted with black.
And he gave Tommy Fox a bold,
hard look, acting for all the world as if he had spent his
whole life in Pleasant Valley, instead of merely two short
weeks.
Now, Mr. Snowy Owl knew a good deal about such
rascals as Tommy Fox.
So he said at once, "What's on your
mind, young man? You've come here on mischief
and you needn't
deny it."
Well, Tommy Fox saw that he couldn't deceive Mr. Owl
very much.
So he grinned at him and told him about the talk
he had just had with Grumpy Weasel.
"He's so eager to meet you it would be too bad to
disappoint him," Tommy observed.
"He wants the fur to fly,
you know."
Although he had no ears
(at least, so far as could be
seen)
Mr. Snowy Owl had listened closely to Tommy Fox's
story.
And he must have heard plainly enough, for he said
quickly that he would call on Grumpy Weasel that very day.
"I'll start right now," he said,
"and I'll reach Grumpy
Weasel's hunting ground before you're out of the swamp."
"I wish you'd wait a bit, till I can get there
myself," Tommy Fox told him.
Mr. Snowy Owl agreed to that.
And after lingering
until he thought Tommy must have had time to run
and find
Grumpy Weasel he rose above the tops of the cedars
and sailed
off to join them himself.
"I'm glad I came here to spend the winter," he
muttered.
"Everybody's been very pleasant so far.
And after
people hear how I've settled with this Weasel person
the
folks in Pleasant Valley will be pretty polite to me, or I'll
know the reason why."
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