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Show BEDTIME STORY Farmer Brown's Little Boy-Can' Boy-Can' t Restrain His Curiosity but at last he did. Blacky and Sammy Sam-my Jay at once began to scream and make all the fuss they could. Farmer Brown's Boy took the two pails of milk into the house, then out he came and started straight for the Green Forest He was so curious to know what it all meant that he wouldn't wait another minute. min-ute. Now, there was someone else with a great deal of curiosity. He had heard the screaming of Blacky the Crow and Sammy Jay and he had listened until he couldn't stand it another minute. He just had to know what it was all about. So at the same time Farmer Brown's Boy started for the Green Forest this other listener started toward where Blacky and Sammy were making such a racket He walked very softly, so as not to make a sound. It was Buster Bear. T. W. Burgess. WNU Service. By THORNTON W. BURGESS C'VER since it was light enough to - see at all Blacky the Crow had been sitting in the top of the tallest tree on the edge of the Green Forest For-est nearest to Farmer Brown's house, and never for an instant had he taken his eyes from Farmer Brown's back door. What was he watching for? Why, for Farmer Brown's Boy to come out on his way to milk the cows. Meanwhile Sammy Sam-my Jay was slipping silently through the Green Forest looking for Buster Bear, so that when the time came he could let his cousin. Blacky the Crow, know just where Buster was. It was all a part of Blacky's plan to find out if it was true that Farmer work, excepting to get enougn to eat So when Farmer Brown's Boy started for the barn instead of for the Green Forest Blacky didn't know what to make of it He screamed harder and louder than ever, until his voice grew so hoarse he couldn't scream any more, but Farmer Brown's Boy kept right on to the barn. "I'd like to know what you're making such a fuss about Mr. Crow, but first I've got to feed the cows and milk them," said he. Now, all this time the other little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows had been hiding where they could see all that went on. When Farmer Brown's Boy disappeared dis-appeared in the barn Chatterer the Red Squirrel snickered right out loud. "Ha, ha, ha! This is a great plan of yours. Blacky. Ha, ha, ha!" he shouted. Blacky couldn't find a word to say. He just hung his head, which is something Blacky seldom does. "Perhaps if we wait until he comes out again he will come over here," said Sammy Jay, who had joined Blacky. So it was decided to wait. It seemed as if Farmer Brown's Boy would never come out. "I'd like to know what you're making such a fuss about, Mr. Crow," said he. Brown's Boy really was afraid of Buster Bear. He and Sammy would make a great fuss there on the edge of the Green Forest and then when Farmer Brown's Boy came to find out what it was about they would lead him to where Buster Bear happened hap-pened to be, and then they and all the other little people who were hiding hid-ing near would see what would happen. hap-pen. Blacky didn't have the least doubt that Farmer Brown's Boy would come. He had called him that way many times before, sometimes some-times when there really was something some-thing going on and sometimes just for a joke. You see, Blacky had found out a long time before that Farmer Brown's Boy is like a great many other little people he has a great deal of curiosity. By and by the back door of Farmer Farm-er Brown's house opened and out stepped Farmer Brown's Boy. In each hand he carried a milk pail. Right away Blacky began to scream at the top of his lungs. "Caw. caw, caw!" shouted Blacky. "Caw, caw. caw!" And all the time he flew about among the trees near the edge of the Green Forest, as if so excited that he couldn't keep' still. Farmer Brown's Boy looked over there as if he wondered what all the fuss was ; . about as, indeed he did, but he ' didn't start to go over and see. No. sir, he started straight for the barn. Blacky didn't know what to make of it You see, smart as he is and shrewd as he is, Blacky doesn't know anything about the meaning of duty. You see,' he never has to |