“He is busy melting gold, and he has piles of gold and jewels hidden in his cave—”
“Ah, ha!” laughed Billy Binks, as he climbed bravely upon his gray pony.
“His cave is full of nice plump field mice—”
“Mew! Mew!” cried the cat, as she scrambled up behind Billy Binks.
“In the bushes back of the cave live many rabbits—”
“Bow-wow!” barked the dog, as he bounded toward Billy Binks.
“Near the cave is a large green meadow, with the sweetest grass and the coolest brook in the world—”
“Moo! Moo!” lowed the cow, as she, too, hurried up beside Billy Binks.
“And there is a tall tree that will make a fine home for me,” finished the raven, as she flew over Billy Binks’s head.