, for it was his
dinner-time, and as he chewed he ruminated.

Jack had been but a few minutes ruminating before he was interrupted by
another ruminating animal, no less a personage than a bull, who had been
turned out with full possession of the orchard, and who now advanced,
bellowing occasionally, and tossing his head at the sight of Caesar,
whom he considered as much a trespasser as his master had our hero.
Caesar started on his legs and faced the bull, who advanced pawing, with
his tail up in the air. When within a few yards the bull made a rush at
the dog, who evaded him and attacked him in return, and thus did the
warfare continue until the opponents were already at some distance from
the apple-tree. Jack prepared for immediate flight, but unfortunately
the combat was carried on by the side of the hedge at which Jack had
gained admission. Never mind, thought Jack, there are two sides to
every field, and although the other hedge joined on to the garden near
to the farm-house, there was no option. "At all events," said Jack,
"I'll try it." Jack was slipping down the trunk, when he heard a
tremendous roar; the bull-dog had been tossed by the bull; he was then
high in the air, and Jack saw him fall on the other side of the hedge;
and the bull was thus celebrating his victory with a flourish of
trumpets. Upon which Jack, perceiving that he was relieved from his
sentry, slipped down the rest of the tree and took to his heels.
Unfortunately for Jack, the bull saw him, and, flushed with victory, he
immediately set up another roar, and bounded after Jack. Jack perceived
his danger, and fear gave him wings; he not only flew over the orchard,
but he flew over the hedge, which was about five feet high, just as the
bull drove his head into it. "Look before you leap," is an old proverb.
Had Jack done so, he would have done better; but as there were cogent
reasons to be offered in extenuation of our philosopher, we shall say no
more, but merely state that Jack, when he got on the other side of the
hedge, found that he had pitched into a small apiary, and had upset two
hives of bees, who resented the intrusion; and Jack had hardly time to
get upon his legs before he found them very busy stinging him in all
quarters. All that Jack could do was to run for it, but the bees flew
faster than he could run, and Jack was mad with pain, when he stumbled,
half-blinded, over the brickwork of a well. Jack could not stop his
pitchin