`` But they 'll come back after a night or so , '' muttered Blacky , as he alighted in the top of a tree , the same tree from which he had watched the hunter the afternoon before . `` They 'll come back , and so will that hunter . If he sees me around again , he 'll try to shoot me . I 've done all I can do . Anyway , Dusky ought to have sense enough to be suspicious of this place after that warning . Hello , who is that ? I do believe it is Farmer Brown 's boy . I wish he would come over here . If he should find out about that hunter , perhaps he would do something to drive him away . I 'll see if I can call him over here . '' Blacky began to call in the way he does when he has discovered something and wants others to know about it . `` Caw , caw , caaw , caaw , caw , caw , caaw ! '' screamed Blacky , as if greatly excited . Now Farmer Brown 's boy , having no work to do that morning , had started for a tramp over the Green Meadows , hoping to see some of his little friends in feathers and fur . He heard the excited cawing of Blacky and at once turned in that direction . `` That black rascal has found something over on the shore of the Big River , '' said Farmer Brown 's boy to himself . `` I 'll go over there to see what it is . There is n't much escapes the sharp eyes of that black busybody . He has led me to a lot of interesting things , one time and another . There he is on the top of that tree over by the Big River . ''
As Farmer XXXXX 's boy drew near , Blacky flew down and disappeared below the bank .
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