As they went across
the Green Meadows, Sammy Jay's voice floated back to the Lone Pine. He
was singing, although he has a very poor voice for singing, and this
was his song:
[Illustration: "What do you mean?" exclaimed the others all
together.]
"Some folks think they're mighty smart--
Oh, la me! Oh, la me!
Like the knave who stole the tart--
Oh, la me! Oh, la me!
Some folks will waken up some day--
And find they can't fool Mr. Jay!"
"Is that so? Really now, I want to know," said old Mr. Toad, crawling
from under the very piece of bark on which Sammy Jay had sat when he
told his plan. Then old Mr. Toad winked slowly and solemnly at jolly,
round, red Mr. Sun and started off to find Peter Rabbit.
VIII
PETER RABBIT SENDS OUT WORD
It was a beautiful morning. Everybody said so, and what everybody says
is usually so. Peter Rabbit wore the broadest kind of a smile. He
hopped and skipped all the way down the Lone Little Path on to the
Green Meadows and was waiting there when Old Mother West Wind came
down from the Purple Hills and, turning her big bag upside down,
tumbled out all her children, the Merry Little Breezes, to play. Peter
stopped them before they had a chance to run away. He whispered to
each, and each in turn started to dance across the Green Meadows to
carry the news that this was the day of Peter Rabbit's surprise party
for Unc' Billy Possum, whose family would arrive that very morning
from way down in "Ol' Virginny.
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