big bull trottingtowards him. Do youthink Charley was fright-ened? Not a bit. Heknew it was of no useto run. As quick as hecould, he pulled up ahandful of grass and boldit out to the bull. The bull was feelingverv Ugly, for the menwho put him in the field had beaten him, and choked him with the•l-… … A DANGEROUS FRIEND Charley pulled some more grass and gave him, and then somemore, and more, until the bull had enough. Charley walked away,with the bull following him to the fence. The next evening he pulled some turnips and carried them to thebull. He liked them very much. Every day after that…
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