SAMMY JAY THINKS HE’S GOING CRAZY
“Sammy Jay screams all day long,
And now what do you think?
Why, Sammy sits and yells all night
And doesn’t sleep a
wink!”
Everywhere he went Sammy Jay heard
that shouted after him. Dozens and dozens of
times a day he heard it. At first he lost his
temper and was the very maddest Jaybird ever seen
on the Green Meadows or in the Green Forest.
“It isn’t true! It
isn’t true! It isn’t true!”
he would scream at the top of his lungs.
And then everybody within hearing
would shout: “It is true!”
Sammy would just dance up and down
and scream and scream and scream, he was so angry.
And then he was sure to hear some one pipe up:
“Sammy’s mad and we are glad,
And we know how to tease him!
But some dark night he’ll get a
fright,
For Hooty’ll come and
seize him!”
That really began to worry him.
At first he had thought that it was all a joke on
the part of the little people of the Green Forest and
the Green Meadows, and that they had made up the story
about hearing him in the night. Then he began
to think that it might be true that he did talk in
his sleep, and this worried him a whole lot.
If he did that, Hooty the Owl would surely find him
sooner or later, and in the morning there wouldn’t
be anything left of him but a few feathers from his
fine coat.
The more he thought about it, the
more worried Sammy Jay became. He lost his appetite
and began to grow thin. He kept out of sight whenever
possible and no longer screamed “Thief! thief!”
through the Green Forest. In fact his voice was
rarely heard during the day. But it seemed that
he must be talking just as much as ever in the night.
At least everybody said that he was. Worse still,
different ones said that they heard him in different
places in the Green Forest and even down on the Green
Meadows. Could it be that he was flying about
as well as talking in his sleep? And nobody believed
him when he said that he was asleep all night.
They thought that he was awake and doing it purposely.
They might have known that he couldn’t see in
the night, for his eyes are made for daylight and not
for darkness, like the eyes of Boomer the Nighthawk
and Hooty the Owl. But they didn’t seem
to think of this, and insisted that almost every night
they heard him down in the alders along the Laughing
Brook. Yet every morning when he awoke, Sammy
would find himself just where he went to sleep the
night before, safely hidden in the thickest part of
a big pine-tree.
“If they are not all crazy,
then I must be,” said. Sammy Jay to himself,
as he turned away from the breakfast which he could
not eat. Then he had a happy idea. “Why
didn’t I think of it before? I’ll
sleep all day, and then I’ll keep awake all
night and see what happens then!” he exclaimed.
So Sammy Jay hurried away to the darkest
part of the Green Forest and tried to sleep through
the day.