They tasted so good that I almost forgot about Farmer
Brown's boy, when I just happened to look in the window. You know those
windows are made of some queer stuff that looks like ice and isn't, and
that you can see right through."
Happy Jack didn't know, for he never had been near enough to see, but he
nodded, and Tommy Tit went on.
"There were many queer things inside, and I was wondering what they
could be when all of a sudden I saw _him_. He was lying down, and there
was something the matter with him. I tapped on the window to him and
then I hurried back here."
CHAPTER XVIII
HAPPY JACK DECIDES TO MAKE A CALL
You'll find when all is said and done
Two heads are better far than one.
_Happy Jack._
Happy Jack Squirrel hadn't slept very well. He had had bad dreams. Ever
so many times in the night he had waked up, a very unusual thing for
Happy Jack. The fact is, he had something on his mind. Yes, Sir, Happy
Jack had something on his mind, and that something was Farmer Brown's
boy. He often had had Farmer Brown's boy on his mind before, but in a
very different way.
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