"Rover snapped at him with his sharp white teeth"
Mrs. Hill ran toward him, but she could not help him for she could not run fast enough.
But Rover, lying under the pine tree in the front yard, heard the commotion and came running like the wind past Mrs. Hill.
He jumped at the fierce hawk and snapped at him with his sharp white teeth, just as the hawk was swooping to pick up Little Yellow Chick.
When Mr. Hawk heard the barking and saw Rover dash towards him he forgot about wanting to eat Little Yellow Chick and flew away as fast as he could.
He flew up into the sky and over the woods and far away.
Mrs. Hill picked up Little Yellow Chick and carried him to Old Mother Hen in the coop. Old Mother Hen took him safely under her wing.
"Good dog, good dog!" said Mrs. Hill to Rover as she patted his neck.