<h2>XXIV</h2>
<h3>FRIGHTENING SIMON SCREECHER</h3></div>
<p>Mr. Meadow Mouse acted as if he thought
he had been a great help when he said that
Chirpy Cricket would have to think of
another way to avoid Simon Screecher’s
cruel talons. But the more Chirpy turned
the matter over in his mind the further he
seemed to be from any plan. For several
days and nights he puzzled over his problem.
And every time he heard Simon
Screecher’s unearthly wail he shivered so
hard that his fiddling actually seemed to
shiver too.</p>
<p>Mr. Meadow Mouse inquired regularly
whether Chirpy had hit upon any plan.
<span class='pagenum pncolor'><SPAN name='page_113' name='page_113'></SPAN>113</span>
And at last Mr. Meadow Mouse announced
that he would have to think of one himself.
So he sat down and looked very wise,
while Chirpy Cricket fiddled for him, because
Mr. Meadow Mouse explained that
his wits always worked better when somebody
made music for him.</p>
<p>“Didn’t you notice his cry a little while
ago?” Mr. Meadow Mouse asked. “Didn’t
you notice how his voice trembled?”</p>
<p>“Yes!” Chirpy said. “Yes! Now that
you speak of it, I remember that his voice
shook a good deal.”</p>
<p>“Ah!” Mr. Meadow Mouse exclaimed.
“Something had frightened him. Now,
you had just begun to fiddle before he cried
out. And there’s no doubt in my mind
that your music scared Simon Screecher.
So all you need do to feel safe from him
is to fiddle a plenty every night.”</p>
<p>Chirpy Cricket felt so happy all at once
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that he began a lively tune. And sure
enough! Simon Screecher squalled almost
immediately.</p>
<p>“That proves it!” Mr. Meadow Mouse
exclaimed. And then he said good evening
and ran off to the place where
Farmer Green had been threshing oats,
feeling very well pleased with himself.</p>
<p>Chirpy Cricket took pains to follow
Mr. Meadow Mouse’s advice. And neither
Simon Screecher—nor his cousin Solomon
Owl—troubled Chirpy all the rest of the
summer. He fiddled the nights away with
more pleasure than ever before. And by
the time fall came all his neighbors agreed
that he had done even more than his part
to make the summer gay for everybody.</p>
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