"Maybe," said Bunny. "Anyhow we'll go on back to the camp. It must be getting near dinner time, for I'm feeling hungry, aren't you?" he asked Tom.
"Yes, but then I'm 'most allers that way. I never remember when I had all I wanted to eat."
On the way along the lake road to Camp Rest-a-While they passed a farmyard where many geese, ducks, turkeys and chickens were kept. Just as Sue, who happened to be wearing a red dress, came near the yard, a big turkey gobbler, who seemed to be the king of the barnyard, rushed to the gate, managed to push his way through the crack, and, a moment later, was attacking Sue, biting her legs with his strong beak, now pulling at her red dress, and occasionally flying up from the ground trying to strike his claws into her face.
"Oh dear!" cried the little girl. "Won't somebody please help me? Drive him away, Bunny!"
"I will!" cried her little brother, and, catching up a stick, he bravely rushed at the angry turkey gobbler.
CHAPTER XVII
SUE DECIDES TO MAKE A PIE
"Here. You're too little for such a job as this!" cried Tom, as he stepped in front of Bunny. "That's an old, tough bird and he's a born fighter. Better let me tackle him."
Bunny was a brave little boy, but when he saw how large and fierce the gobbler was his heart failed him a little. The big Thanksgiving bird just then made a furious rush at Sue, and as she jumped back Tom stepped up in her place. The turkey did not seem to mind whom he attacked, as long as it was some one, though probably Sue's red dress had excited him in the first place, though why bulls and turkeys should not like red I can not tell you.