... All men afraid ChickenVief, too,” said; and, after this boast, harried away trepidation, and went into ambush behind some blackberry bashes. John Ball, Jon., seated himself on little green bank. Near ran a purling stream. The day was warm, the water tempting ...

... prompted by natural craving for food, robbed apple trees and even hunted hens' nests, and sucked the eggs. He found where blackberries and huckleberries grew. Through the spring and summer that followed his miserable winter at old Parker's led a vagabond ...