"Look out, Tom!" called Bunny. "He's a bad one!"
"He certainly is fierce all right," answered Tom. "He's coming with a rush!"
As he spoke the turkey made a rush for him, keeping off the ground with outstretched wings and claws. He went: "Gobble-obble-obble!" in loud tones as though trying to scare the children.
Tom was ready with a heavy stick he had caught up, and as the big bird sailed at him through the air the lad aimed a blow at the gobbler.
But the turkey seemed to be on the lookout for this, and dodged. Then, before Tom could get ready for another blow, the gobbler landed back of the lad, and came on with another rush.
"Look out!" cried Bunny, but his warning came too late. The turkey landed on Tom's back and began nipping and clawing him.
"Get off! Get off!" cried the poorhouse lad, trying in vain to reach up with his club and hit the gobbler hard enough to knock him to the ground.
But Tom's club was of little use, with the big bird on his back. Bunny saw this and cried:
"Wait a minute and I'll throw some stones at him."
"You might hit Tom instead of the gobbler," said Sue, who was safe out of harm's way behind a big pile of wood. "Don't throw any stones, Bunny."