Then he headed
straight for Farmer Brown's house. Just as he expected he found Happy
Jack Squirrel was awake, for Happy Jack is an early riser.
"Good morning," said Sammy Jay, and tried very hard to make his voice
sound smooth and pleasant, a very hard thing for Sammy to do, for his
voice, you know, is naturally harsh and unpleasant. "You seem to be
looking as happy as ever."
"Of course I am," replied Happy Jack. "Why shouldn't I be? I haven't a
thing to worry about. Of course I'm happy, and I hope you're just as
happy as I am. I'm going to get my breakfast now, and then I'll be
happier still."
"That's so. There's nothing like a good breakfast to make one happy,"
said Sammy Jay, helping himself to some suet tied to a branch of the
maple tree. "By the way, I saw an old friend of yours yesterday. He
inquired after you particularly. He didn't exactly send his love, but he
said that he hoped you are as well and fat as ever, and that he will see
you again some time. He said that he didn't know of any one he likes to
look at better than you.
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