Old Mother West WindBurgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo)
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Old Mother West Wind
Burgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo)
Animals -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories, American
Sammy Jay was very busy, very busy indeed. When anyone happened that way
Sammy Jay pretended to be doing nothing at all, for Sammy Jay thought
himself a very fine gentleman. He was very proud of his handsome blue
coat with white trimmings and his high cap, and he would sit on a fence
post and make fun of Johnny Chuck working at a new door for his snug
little home in the Green Meadows, and of Striped Chipmunk storing up
heaps of corn and nuts for the winter, for most of the time Sammy Jay
was an idle fellow. And when Sammy Jay WAS busy, he was pretty sure
to be doing something that he ought not to do, for idle people almost
always get into mischief.
Sammy Jay was in mischief now, and that is why he pretended to be doing
nothing when he thought any one was looking.
Old Mother West Wind had come down from her home behind the Purple Hills
very early that morning. Indeed, jolly, round, red Mr. Sun had hardly
gotten out of bed when she crossed the Green Meadows on her way to help
the big ships across the ocean. Old Mother West Wind's eyes were sharp,
and she saw Sammy Jay before Sammy Jay saw her.
“Now what can Sammy Jay be so busy about, and why is he so very, very
quiet?” thought Old Mother West Wind. “He must be up to some mischief.”
So when she opened her big bag and turned out all her Merry Little
Breezes to play on the Green Meadows she sent one of them to see what
Sammy Jay was doing in the old chestnut tree. The Merry Little Breeze
danced along over the tree tops just as if he hadn't a thought in the
world but to wake up all the little leaves and set them to dancing too,
and Sammy Jay, watching Old Mother West Wind and the other Merry Little
Breezes, didn't see this Merry Little Breeze at all.
Pretty soon it danced back to Old Mother West Wind and whispered in her
ear: “Sammy Jay is stealing the nuts Happy Jack Squirrel had hidden in
the hollow of the old chestnut tree, and is hiding them for himself in
the tumble down nest that Blacky the Crow built in the Great Pine last
year.” “Aha!” said Old Mother West Wind. Then she went on across the
Green Meadows.
“Good morning, Old Mother West Wind,” said Sammy Jay as she passed the
fence post where he was sitting.
“Good morning, Sammy Jay,” said Old Mother West Wind. “What brings you
out so early in the morning?”
“I'm out for my health, Old Mother West Wind,” said Sammy Jay politely.
“The doctor has ordered me to take a bath in the dew at sunrise every
morning.”
Old Mother West Wind said nothing, but went on her way across the Green
Meadows to blow the ships across the ocean. When she had passed, Sammy
Jay hurried to take the last of Happy Jack's nuts to the old nest in the
Great Pine.
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