Atondido Stories
But would the Rooster wait and cool off? No! He just drank
that cold water and drank it until he could drink no more.
Then he got a chill and the poor little Hen had to drag him
home and put him to bed and run for the Doctor.
The Doctor gave him bitter medicine and he didn't get well
for a long time. In fact it was winter before he got out of the
house again.
Now shouldn't you suppose that after all this the Rooster
would never again disobey the little Hen? If only he had he
would be alive to this day. Listen, now, to what happened:
One morning when he got up, he saw that ice was beginning
to form on the river.
"Goody! Goody!" he cried. "Now I can go sliding on the ice!"
"Oh, my dear," the little Hen said, "you mustn't go sliding on
the ice yet! It's dangerous! Wait a few days until it's frozen hard-
er and then go sliding."
But would the Rooster listen to the little Hen? No! He just in-
sisted on running out that very moment and sliding on the thin
ice.
And do you know what happened?
The ice broke and he fell in the river and, before the little Hen
could get help, he was drowned!
And it was all his own fault, too, for the little Hen had
begged him to wait until the ice was safer.
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