THE RABBIT, THE TURTLE, AND THE OWL
The little girl and the little boy stood in the corn-field near the hollow tree where the Owl lived. The corn was in shocks like wigwams, and the yellow pumpkins lay on the ground. The Turtle came up from the brook below the corn-field, and stuck his head out of his shell to watch. The Rabbit sat on the edge of the slope, with his ears sticking straight up, to listen.
The sleepy Owl stirred behind his knot-hole.
“Don’t you think,” said the little boy, “that the Rabbit—”
“And the Turtle—” said the little girl.
“And the Owl,” went on the little boy, “should have a Thanksgiving dinner?”
“Yes, a good dinner,” replied the little girl, “right here in the corn-field.”