<h3><SPAN name="XVII" id="XVII"></SPAN>XVII</h3>
<h3>SAMMY JAY'S SHARP EYES</h3>
<p><span class="dropcap">E</span>verybody knows that Sammy Jay has sharp eyes. In fact, there are very
few of the little forest people whose eyes are as sharp as Sammy's. That
is because he uses them so much. A long time ago he found out that the
more he used his eyes, the sharper they became, and so there are very
few minutes when Sammy is awake that he isn't trying to see something.
He is always looking. That is the reason he always knows so much about
what is going on in the Green Forest and on the Green Meadows.</p>
<p>Now of course Chatterer the Red <span class="pagenum">[Pg 84]</span>Squirrel couldn't disappear without
being missed, particularly by Sammy Jay. And of course Sammy couldn't
miss Chatterer and not wonder what had become of him. At first, Sammy
thought that Chatterer was hiding, but after peeking and peering and
watching in the Old Orchard for a few days, he was forced to think that
either Chatterer had once more moved or else that something had happened
to him.</p>
<p>"Perhaps Shadow the Weasel has caught him, after all," thought Sammy,
and straightway flew to a certain place in the Green Forest where he
might find Shadow the Weasel. Sure enough, Shadow was there. Now of
course it wouldn't do to ask right out if Shadow had caught Chatterer,
and Sammy was smart enough to know it.</p>
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<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/i101.jpg" width-obs="300" height-obs="407" alt=""You tell Chatterer that I'll get him yet!" snarled Shadow." title=""> <span class="caption">"You tell Chatterer that I'll get him yet!" snarled Shadow.</span></div>
<p>"Chatterer the Red Squirrel sends his respects and hopes you are
enjoying <span class="pagenum">[Pg 85]</span>your hunt for him," called Sammy.</p>
<p>Shadow looked up at Sammy, and anger blazed in his little, red eyes.
"You tell Chatterer that I'll get him yet!" snarled Shadow.</p>
<p>Sammy's eyes sparkled with mischief. He had made Shadow angry, and he
had found out what he wanted to know. He was sure that Shadow had not
caught Chatterer.</p>
<p>"But what can have become of him?" thought Sammy. "I've got no love for
him, but just the same I miss him. I really must find out. Yes, Sir, I
really must."</p>
<p>So every minute that he could spare, Sammy Jay spent trying to find
Chatterer. He asked every one he met if they had seen Chatterer. He
peeked and peered into every hollow and hiding place he could think of.
But look as he would and ask as he would, he <span class="pagenum">[Pg 86]</span>could find no trace of
Chatterer. At last he happened to think of Farmer Brown's corn-crib.
Could it be that Chatterer had moved over there or had come to some
dreadful end there? Very early the next morning, Sammy flew over to the
corn-crib. He looked it all over with his sharp eyes and listened for
sounds of Chatterer inside. But not a sound could he hear. Then he
remembered the hole under the edge of the roof through which Chatterer
used to go in and out. Sammy hurried to look at it. It was closed by a
stout board nailed across it. Then Sammy knew that Farmer Brown's boy
had found it.</p>
<p>"He's killed Chatterer, that's what he's done!" cried Sammy, and flew
over to the Old Orchard filled with sad thoughts. He meant to wait until
Farmer Brown's boy came out and <span class="pagenum">[Pg 87]</span>then tell him what he thought of him.
After that, he would fly through the Green Forest and over the Green
Meadows to spread the sad news.</p>
<p>After a while, the door of the farmhouse opened, and Farmer Brown's boy
stepped out. Sammy had his mouth open to scream, when his sharp eyes saw
something queer. Farmer Brown's boy had a queer looking box in his arms
which he put on a shelf where the sun would shine on it. It looked to
Sammy as if something moved inside that box. He forgot to scream and say
the bad things he had planned to say. He waited until Farmer Brown's boy
had gone to the barn. Then Sammy flew where he could look right into the
queer box. There was Chatterer the Red Squirrel!</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum">[Pg 88]</span></p>
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