Bowser was very , very tired . He would n't admit it even to himself , for when he is hunting he will keep on until he drops if his wonderful nose can still catch the scent of the one he is following . Bowser is wonderfully persistent . So , though he was very , very tired , he kept his nose to the ground and tried to run even faster , for the scent of Old Man Coyote was so strong that Bowser felt sure he would soon catch him . Bowser did n't look to see where he was going . He did n't care . It was enough for him to know that Old Man Coyote had gone that way , and where Old Man Coyote could go Bowser felt sure he could follow . So , still baying with all his might and making the hills ring with the sound of his great voice , Bowser kept on . Hidden in a little thicket , stretched out so that he might rest better , Old Man Coyote listened to that great voice drawing nearer and nearer . There was a wicked grin on Old Man Coyote 's face , and in his yellow eyes a look of great eagerness . In a few minutes Bowser came in sight , his nose in the trail Old Man Coyote had left . Into Bowser 's voice crept a new note of eagerness as his nose picked up the scent stronger than ever . Straight on he raced and it seemed as if he had gained new strength . His whole thought was on just one thing -- catching Old Man Coyote , and Old Man Coyote knew it . Bowser did n't see that he was coming to a steep bank . He did n't see it at all until he reached the edge of it , and then he was going so fast that he could n't stop . Over he went with a frightened yelp ! Down , down he fell , and landed with a thump on the ice below . He landed so hard that he broke the ice , and went through into the cold , black water . Old Man Coyote crept to the edge of the bank and peeped over .
Poor XXXXX was having a terrible time .
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