dee, dee, what did I tell you?" cried Tommy Tit happily, as he
flew over to where Happy Jack was sitting.

Now who really saved Happy Jack--Tommy Tit or Farmer Brown's boy?

CHAPTER XVI

HAPPY JACK MISSES FARMER BROWN'S BOY

One and one are always two,
And two and two are four.
And just as true it is you'll find
That love and love make more.

_Happy Jack._

Go ask Happy Jack Squirrel. He knows. He knows because he has proved it.
It began when Farmer Brown's boy saved him from Shadow the Weasel.
Perhaps I should say when Farmer Brown's boy and Tommy Tit saved him,
for if it hadn't been for Tommy, it never would have entered Happy
Jack's head to run to Farmer Brown's boy. After that, of course, Happy
Jack and Farmer Brown's boy became great friends. Farmer Brown's boy
came over to the Green Forest every day to see Happy Jack, and always he
had the most delicious nuts in his pockets. At first Happy Jack had been
a wee bit shy. He couldn't quite get over that old fear he had had so
long. Then he would remember how Farmer Brown's boy had saved him, and
that would make him ashamed, and he would walk right up and take the
nuts.

Farmer Brown's boy would talk to him in the nicest way and tell him that
he loved him, and that there wasn't the least thing in the world to be
afraid of. Pretty soon Happy Jack began to love Farmer Brown's boy a
little. He couldn't help it. He just had to love any one who was so kind
and gentle to him. Now as soon as he began to love a little, and felt
sure in his own heart that Farmer Brown's boy loved him a little, he
found that love and love make more love, and it wasn't any time at all
before he had become very fond of Farmer Brown's boy, so fond of him
that he was almost jealous of Tommy Tit, who had been a friend of Farmer
Brown's boy for a long time. It got so that Happy Jack looked forward
each day to the visit of Farmer Brown's boy, and as soon as he heard his
whistle, he would hasten to meet him. Some folks were unkind enough to
say that it was just because of the nuts and corn he was sure to find in
Farmer Brown's boy's pockets, but that wasn't so at all.

At last there came a day when he missed that cheery whistle. He waited
and waited. At last he went clear to the edge of the Green Forest, but
there was no whistle and no sign of Farmer Brown's boy. It was the same
way the next day and the next. Happy Jack forgot to frisk about the way
he usuall