more violently than ever; and after they had fought for a week they pecked each other all to little pieces, so that at last nothing was left of any of them except their bills.
And that was the end of the seven young storks.
CHAPTER VII
THE HISTORY OF THE SEVEN YOUNG GEESE
When the seven young geese began to travel, they went over a large plain, on which there was but one tree, and that was a very bad one.
So four of them went up to the top of it, and looked about them; while the other three waddled up and down, and repeated poetry, and their last six lessons in arithmetic, geography, and cookery.
Presently they perceived, a long way off, an object of the most interesting and obese appearance, having a perfectly round body exactly resembling a boiled plum-pudding, with two little wings and a beak, and three feathers growing out of his head, and only one leg.
So, after a time, all the seven young geese said to each other: “Beyond all doubt this beast must be a plum-pudding flea!”
On which they incautiously began to sing aloud:
“Plum-pudding flea,
Plum-pudding flea,