But he was happy. Yes, indeed, Jerry was happy. He
could hear the Laughing Brook beginning to laugh again. It was just
a little low, gurgling laugh, but Jerry knew that in a little while
it would grow into the full laugh that makes music through the Green
Forest and puts happiness into the hearts of all who hear it.
So Jerry was happy, for was it not because of him that the Laughing
Brook was beginning to laugh? He had worked all the long day to make
a hole through the dam which some one had built across the Laughing
Brook and so stopped its laughter. Now the water was running again,
and soon the new, strange pond behind the dam there in the Green
Forest would be gone, and the Laughing Brook and the Smiling Pool
would be their own beautiful selves once more. It was because he had
worked so hard all day that he was going to sleep now. Usually he
would rather sleep a part of the day and be abroad at night.
Very pleasant dreams had Jerry Muskrat that night, dreams of the
dear Smiling Pool, smiling just as it had as long as Jerry could
remember, before this trouble had come.
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