<h2>Longlegs The Blue Heron Receives Callers</h2>
<p>Longlegs the Blue Heron
felt decidedly out of sorts. It
was a beautiful morning, too
beautiful for any one to be feeling that
way. Indeed, it was the same beautiful
morning in which Grandfather Frog had
caught so many foolish green flies.</p>
<p>Jolly, round, bright Mr. Sun was smiling
his broadest. The Merry Little Breezes
of Old Mother West Wind were dancing
happily here and there over the Green
Meadows, looking for some good turn to
do for others. The little feathered people
to whom Old Mother Nature has given
the great blessing of music in their throats
were pouring out their sweetest songs.
So it seemed as if there was no good
reason why Longlegs should feel out of
sorts. The fact is the trouble with Longlegs
was an empty stomach. Yes, Sir,
that is what ailed Longlegs the Blue
Heron that sunshiny morning. You
know it is hard work to be hungry and
happy at the same time.</p>
<p>So Longlegs stood on the edge of a
shallow little pool in the Laughing
Brook, grumbling to himself. Just a
little while before, he had seen Little Joe
Otter carrying home a big fish, and this
had made him hungrier and more out of
sorts than ever. In the first place it
made him envious, and envy, you know,
always stirs up bad feelings. He knew
perfectly well that Little Joe had got
that fish by boldly chasing it until he
caught it, for Little Joe can swim even
faster than a fish. But Longlegs chose
to try to make himself think that it was
all luck. Moreover, he wanted to blame
some one for his own lack of success, as
most people who fail do. So when Little
Joe had called out: "Hi, Longlegs, what
luck this fine morning?" Longlegs just
pretended not to hear. But when Little
Joe was out of sight and hearing, he
began to grumble to himself.</p>
<p>"No wonder I have no luck with that
fellow racing up and down the Laughing
Brook," said he. "He isn't content to
catch what he wants himself, but frightens
the rest of the fish so that an honest
fisherman like me has no chance at all.
I don't see what Old Mother Nature was
thinking of when she gave him a liking
for fish. He and Billy Mink are just two
worthless little scamps, born to make
trouble for other people."</p>
<p>He was still grumbling when these two
same little scamps poked their heads out
of the grass on the other side of the little
pool. "You look happy, Longlegs.
Must be that you have had a good
breakfast," said Little Joe, nudging Billy
Mink.</p>
<p>Longlegs snapped his great bill angrily.
"What are you doing here, spoiling
my fishing?" he demanded.
"Haven't you got the Big River and all
the rest of the Laughing Brook to fool
around in? This is my pool, and I'll
thank you to keep away!"</p>
<p>Billy Mink chuckled so that Longlegs
heard him, and that didn't improve his
temper a bit. But before he could say
anything more, Little Joe Otter spoke.</p>
<p>"Oh," said he, "we beg your pardon.
We just happen to know that Grandfather
Frog is sound asleep, and we thought that
if you hadn't had good luck this morning,
you might like to know about it. As long
as you think so ill of us, we'll just run
over and tell Blackcap the Night Heron."</p>
<p>Little Joe turned as if to start off in
search of Blackcap at once. "Hold on
a minute!" called Longlegs, and tried to
make his voice sound pleasant, a difficult
thing to do, because, you know, his
voice is very harsh and disagreeable.
"The truth is, I haven't had a mouthful
of breakfast and to be hungry is apt to
make me cross. Where did you say
Grandfather Frog is?"</p>
<p>"I didn't say," replied Little Joe,
"but if you really want to know, he is
sitting on his big green lily-pad in the
Smiling Pool fast asleep right in plain
sight."</p>
<p>"Thank you," said Longlegs. "I
believe I have an errand up that way,
now I think of it. I believe I'll just go
over and have a look at him. I have
never seen him asleep."</p>
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<p style="text-align: center">"Thank you," said Longlegs. "I believe I have an errand
up that way." <em>Page 10</em>.</p>
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