Now, I guess I'll have to
move on and find a place where I can make a pond in the fall that
will not trouble other people. You see, I don't like to be troubled
myself, and so I don't want to trouble other people. This Green
Forest is a very nice place."
"The very nicest place in all the world excepting the Green Meadows
and the Smiling Pool!" replied Jerry promptly. "Won't you stay,
Cousin Paddy? I'm sure we would all like to have you."
"Of course we would," said a gruff voice right beside them. It was
Grandfather Frog.
Paddy the Beaver looked thoughtful. "Perhaps I will," said he, "if I
can find some good hiding-places in the Laughing Brook."
CHAPTER XXIV: A Merry Home-Going
"The Laughing Brook is merry
And so am I," cried Jerry.
Grandfather Frog said he was too.
And Spotty was, the others knew.
The trees stood with wet feet where just a little while before had
been the strange pond in the Green Forest, the pond made by the dam
of Paddy the Beaver.
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