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lt quite safe in bullying so gentle a creature as Chirpy Cricket. Thinking that he ought to be polite to his caller, rude as he was, Chirpy asked Mr. Nighthawk if he wouldn't kindly play something. "I don't care if I do," said Mr. Nighthawk--meaning that he _did_ care, and that he _would_ play something. But it was not because he wanted to oblige anybody. He was proud of his booming. And he was only too glad of a chance to show Chirpy Cricket how loud he could make it sound. "Stay right there in that tree, if you will!" Chirpy said. "I won't move. I'll sit here and listen." "Ha, ha!" Mr. Nighthawk laughed. "I _knew_ you didn't know anything about wind instruments. When I make that booming sound I'm always on the wing. I'm going to take a flight now. And when I come back you'll hear a noise that is a noise--and not a squeaky chirp." Then Mr. Nighthawk left his perch and climbed up into the sky. And when he had risen high enough to suit him he dropped like a stone. It seemed to Chirpy Cricket that he had never heard anything so loud as the _boom_ that broke not far above his head soon afterward. At the very moment when it looked as if Mr. Nighthawk must dash himself to pieces upon the ground, right where Chirpy Cricket crouched and trembled, he had spread his wings and checked his fall. It was the air, rushing through his wing-feathers with great force, that made the queer, hollow sound. That was why Mr. Nighthawk claimed that he made the booming on a wind instrument. "There!" he said, when he had settled himself in the tree once more. "If you think you can teach me to perform better, just try that trick yourself!" But Chirpy Cricket said that he was sure Mr. Nighthawk's performance couldn't be bettered by anybody. And he remarked that the noise reminded him of a high wind coming on top of a thunder storm. That pleased Mr. Nighthawk. "It's the greatest praise I've ever had!" he declared. And before Chirpy Cricket knew what had happened, Mr. Nighthawk had flown away. Chirpy often wondered why he left so suddenly. The truth was that Mr. Nighthawk had hurried back to the woods to tell his wife what Chirpy Cricket had said to him. And ever afterward he was fond of repeating Chirpy's remark, in a boasting way, until his neighbors were heartily tired of hearing it. XXII HARMLESS MR. MEADOW MOUSE One night when Chirpy Cricket was fiddling his prettiest, not far from the fence between the far
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