Just outside the cowyard was a pile of old boards . Reddy crawled behind this pile of old boards and then crouched and settled himself to be patient . He knew that sooner or later one of those fat hens would be likely to come out of the cowyard . In this way he might be able to catch one without the others knowing a thing about it . Blacky the Crow sat in the top of a tall tree where he could see all that was going on . Blacky was as impatient as Reddy was patient . `` Why does n't the red rascal rush in and get one of those fat hens ? '' muttered Blacky . `` What is the matter with him , anyway ? I wonder if he is afraid . He could catch one of them without half trying , and there he lies as if he expected them to run right into his mouth . I do n't want to sit here all day . Yet I ca n't do a thing until he catches one of those hens . '' So Reddy waited patiently and Blacky waited impatiently , and the fat hens wandered about unsuspectingly , and for a long , long time nothing happened . CHAPTER XXXV THINGS HAPPEN ALL AT ONCE The cleverest Fox is almost certain to visit the chicken yard once too often . Bowser the Hound . Jolly , round , bright Mr. Sun , high in the blue , blue sky , looked down on as peaceful a scene as ever was . In the cowyard back of the barn of this particular farm stood several cows contentedly chewing their cuds as they took their daily airing . Half a dozen fat hens were walking about among them and scratching in the straw . Out in the farmyard in front of the barn were many more fat hens .
Behind a pile of old boards just outside the XXXXX was a spot of red .
Blacky Bowser Fox Reddy Sun XXXV airing cowyard cuds day