V
The next day the fox went to Blacky’s house.
“Tap, tap!” came a knock at the door.
“Little pig! Little pig! Let me come in,” said a soft voice.
“Who are you?” said Blacky.
“I am a friend of your mother’s,” said Mr. Fox.
“Oh, no! You are not,” said Blacky.
“You can not come in.
You carried away Whitey and Browny. You are not going to get me.”
Then Mr. Fox tried to knock down the house.
But he could not get into Blacky’s strong brick house.
VI
The next day Blacky went to town to get a big kettle.
As he came back he saw Mr. Fox in the woods.
“Oh, what shall I do!” said Blacky.
He had just come to the top of a hill.
At the foot of the hill he could see his strong brick house.
Blacky got into the kettle.
It rolled over and over down the hill.
At the door of the brick house
Blacky jumped out.
VII
Blacky ran into the house as fast as he could go.
He put the kettle full of water over the fire.
Mr. Fox was afraid when he saw the big black kettle rolling down the hill.
When he saw Blacky jump out of the kettle he said,
“O ho! I will have you now.”
He ran down to Blacky’s house.
He tried the door but he could not get in.
Then he went down the chimney.
He fell into the kettle of hot water.
Then Blacky went to get Whitey and Browny.
Mr. Fox had carried them to his den in the woods.
After that they all lived together in Blacky’s strong brick house.
THE BOY AND THE NUTS.
Once there was a greedy little boy.
He saw some nuts in a pitcher.
He put his hand into the pitcher.
“I will take a big handful,” he said.
But he could not take out the handful of nuts.
He did not wish to drop the nuts.
At last he began to cry.
Just then his mother came into the room.
“Why are you crying?” she said.
“I can not take this handful of nuts out of the pitcher.”
“Take one nut,” said his mother.
“Then you can get your hand out.”