“Oh! Only a sheep,” said the muskrat lady. “I thought maybe it was an alligator. I am not afraid of a sheep.”
Then she went on getting dinner, and Uncle Wiggily went back in the woods, looking for an adventure, and, pretty soon he heard Nurse Jane cry again:
“Oh, Uncle Wiggily! Help! Help! Help! Come quickly!”
With three hops, and part of another one, the old rabbit gentleman was back at the birch-bark bungalow.
“What is the matter now?” he asked.
“Listen,” spoke Nurse Jane, just like a telephone girl.
Then Uncle Wiggily heard a noise that went:
“Gobble-obble-obble! Gobble-obble-obble!”
“What terrible creature is that?” asked Nurse Jane, shivering.
“Only a Thanksgiving turkey gobbler,” laughed the old gentleman rabbit. “They are always in the country. Don’t be afraid.”