JOHNNY CHUCK FINDS OUT WHO THE SWEET SINGERS ARE
Johnny Chuck couldn’t keep away
from the Smiling Pool. No, Sir, Johnny Chuck
couldn’t keep away from the Smiling Pool.
Ever since he and Peter Rabbit had gone over there
looking for the sweet singers, who every night and
part of the day told all who would listen how glad
they were that Mistress Spring had come to the Green
Meadows and the Green Forest, Johnny Chuck had had
something on his mind. And this is why he couldn’t
keep away from the Smiling Pool.
You see it was this way: Johnny
and Peter had thought that of course the sweet singers
were birds. They hadn’t dreamed of anything
else. So of course they went looking for birds.
When they reached the Smiling Pool, the voices came
right out of the water. Johnny knew that some
birds, like many of the cousins of Mrs. Quack, can
stay under water a long time, and so he didn’t
know but some other birds might.
Jerry Muskrat was always watching
for Johnny, whenever he came to the Smiling Pool,
and his eyes would twinkle as he would gravely say:
“Hello, Johnny Chuck! Have
you seen the birds sing under water yet?”
Johnny would smile good-naturedly
and reply: “Not yet, Jerry Muskrat.
Won’t you point them out to me?”
Then Jerry would reply:
“Two eyes you have,
bright as can be;
Perhaps some day you’ll
learn to see.”
Then Johnny Chuck would sit as still
as ever he knew how, and watch and watch the Smiling
Pool, but not a bird did he see in the water, though
the singers were still there. One day a sudden
thought popped into his head. Perhaps those singers
were not birds at all! Why hadn’t he thought
of that before? Perhaps it was because he was
looking so hard for birds that he hadn’t seen
anything else. Johnny began to look, not for
anything in particular, but to see everything that
he could.
Almost right away he saw some tiny
little dark spots on the water. They didn’t
look like much of anything. They were so small
that he hadn’t noticed them before. One
of them was quite close to him, and as Johnny Chuck
looked at it, it began to look like a tiny nose, and
then—why, just then, Johnny was very sure
that one of those singing voices came right from that
very spot!
He was so surprised that he hopped
to his feet and excitedly beckoned to Jerry Muskrat.
The instant he did that, the voices near him stopped
singing, and the little spots on the water disappeared,
leaving just the tiniest of little rings, just such
tiny little rings as drops of rain falling on the
Smiling Pool would make. And when that tiny spot
nearest to him that looked like a tiny nose disappeared,
Johnny Chuck caught just a glimpse of a little form
under the water.
“Why—why-e-e!
The singers are Grandfather Frog’s children!”
cried Johnny Chuck.
“No, they’re not, but
they are own cousins to them; they are the grandchildren
of old Mr. Tree Toad! and they are called Hylas!”
said Jerry Muskrat, laughing and rubbing his hands
in great glee. “I told you that if you
used your eyes, you’d learn to see.”
“My, but they’ve got voices
bigger than they are!” said Johnny Chuck, as
he started home across the Green Meadows. “I’m
glad I know who the singers of the Smiling Pool are,
and I mustn’t forget their name—
Hylas. What a funny name!” But Farmer Brown’s
boy, listening to their song that evening, didn’t
call them Hylas. He said: “Hear the
peepers! Spring is surely here.”