just
as Bunny and Sue reached the fence, and crawled through, to the road,
where the gobbler could not get them, the big turkey did manage to get
rid of the pail.

He put his head down, and the pail handle slipped over his neck. Then,
with a loud gobble, he ran toward Bunny and Sue. But they were safe on
the other side of the fence by this time.

"Oh, Bunny, I'm so glad!" said Sue. "It's a good thing you had that pail
with you!"

"Well, if I couldn't throw that at him I could throw a stone," said
Bunny.

But I think the pail was just the very best thing the little boy could
have thrown at the gobbler. Besides, it did not hurt him, as a stone
might have done.

Looking back, to see where the pail lay, Bunny went on with Sue to the
house where they were to spend the afternoon. They found their little
friends waiting for them, and, after telling about the turkey, the
children had fine fun.

"That was Mr. North's turkey," said Gladys Parker, one of the little
girls. "He's real mean, that turkey is, and chases everybody."

"Well, he chased me," said Sue, "only Bunny made him stop."

"I'm glad you did," said Ethel Burke. "Maybe he'll be a better gobbler
after this."

The children played many games, they had fun in the swing, and Mrs.
Parker gave them all some milk and cookies for lunch.

When it came time for Bunny and Sue to go home they went past the field
where the gobbler had been. He was not there now, as the children found,
after looking carefully about. Maybe he had gone to bed, for it was
about time for the chickens to go to roost. Turkeys like to roost in
trees, you know, and not in a coop, as chickens do. And perhaps the big
gobbler was, even then, perched up in some tree, with his head under his
wing. And, for all I know, perhaps he was dreaming of a little girl in a
red dress, and a boy who threw a pail over a turkey's head. That is if
gobblers do dream.

"Oh, there's the pail!" cried Bunny, as he saw the shining tin in the
middle of the field. "I'm going to get it, Sue."

And Bunny did. It was too late, then, to pick any of the wild
strawberries, but Bunny and Sue knew they could come some other time.

They reached home safely, and told about the gobbler.

"My!" exclaimed Grandma Brown. "But that was quite an adventure, Bunny
and Sue!"

"Oh, we have lots of them," said Bunny. "Don't we, Sue?"

"Yes, Bunny. But I don't like turkey adventures."

The next day the two children went after wild s