Ent on towards the castle. He was thinking of tying his ho

[Hackworth Forrest]

His sides for laughing, and then scampered away in another direction.
By-and-by he came to a fir tree, and crept into a hole under the root.
After that he did something very strange. Taking one of his hind feet
between his two front paws, he said softly: 'What would you do, my foot,
if someone was to betray me?' 'I would run so quickly that he should not
catch you.' 'What would you do, mine ear, if someone was to betray me?'
'I would listen so hard that I should hear all his plans.' 'What would
you do, my nose, if someone was to betray me?' 'I would smell so sharply
that I should know from afar that he was coming.' 'What would you do, my
tail, if someone was to betray me?' 'I would steer you so straight a
course that you would soon be beyond his reach. Let us be off; I feel as
if danger was near.' But the fox was comfortable where he was, and did
not hurry himself to take his tail's advice. And before very long he
found he was too late, for the bear had come round by another path, and
guessing where his enemy was began to scratch at the roots of the tree.
The fox made himself as small as he could, but a scrap of his tail
peeped out, and the bear seized it and held it tight. Then the fox dug
his claws into the ground, but he was not strong enough to pull against
the bear, and slowly he was dragged forth and his body flung over the
bear's neck. In this manner they set out down the road, the fox's tail
being always in the bear's mouth. After they had gone some way, they
passed a tree-stump, on which a bright coloured woodpecker was tapping.
'Ah! those were better times when I used to paint all t
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