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Title: The adventures of Bob White
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Burgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo), 1874-1965
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Publisher: Boston, Little, Brown, and company
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earch. He wastoo impatient to kill more. Must be I just wounded him,said he, without one thought of how THE DISAPPOINTED HUNTERdreadful it must be to be wounded.Probably a fox will get him. With that he sent his dog on totry to find the little Bob Whitesbrothers and sisters, his terrible gunheld ready to shoot the instant heshould see one of them. He washaving great sport, was that hunter,while in the hall of Johnny Chucksold house lay a little brown BobWhite faint with suffering anddreadful fright. It would have beenbad enough to simply have such afright, but to have a broken wingand because of this to feel quitehelpless — well, can you imagineanything worse? (^5n XIX Frightened,Wounded, and Alone Oh, cruel is the thoughtless deedThat wounds another without need. SQUATTING under the brown,dead leaves which had blowninto the doorway of the old housemade long ago in the wheat field ofFarmer Jones by Johnny Chuck wasthat poor little Bob White. Tearsfilled his eyes, tears of fright and
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Tears filled the poor little Bob Whites eyes BOB WHITEpain. He tried to wink them backand to think what he should donext, but he was too bewildered tothink. To be bewildered is to be soupset that you cannot understandwhat has happened or is happening.It was just so with this little BobWhite. With his brothers and sisters hehad been happily picking up hisbreakfast that beautiful Octobermorning. Without the least warninga great dog had threatened to catchhim, and he had taken to his swift,strong, little wings. As he did so hehad seen a great two-legged creaturepointing a stick at him, but he had FRIGHTENED. WOUNDED, ALONE not feared. All summer long he hadseen two-legged creatures like thisone, and they had not harmed him.Indeed, he had come to look onthem as his friends, for had notFarmer Browns boy watched himand his brothers and sisters day afterday, and not once offered even tofrighten them? So he had had no fearof this one. Then from the end of that stickpointed at him had leaped f

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