rmer Brown's boy, but in a few minutes he made him out. He
was lying down all covered over except his head. There _was_ something
the matter with him. Happy Jack didn't need to be told that, and a great
pity filled his heart. He wanted to do something for Farmer Brown's boy.

CHAPTER XX

WHAT WAS THE MATTER WITH FARMER BROWN'S BOY?

He who climbs the highest has the farthest to fall,
but often it is worth the risk.

_Happy Jack._

All the way home from his visit to Farmer Brown's house Happy Jack
Squirrel puzzled and wondered over what he had seen. He had peeped in at
a window and seen Farmer Brown's boy lying all covered up, with only his
head showing. Happy Jack couldn't see very well, but somehow that head
didn't look just right. One thing was sure, and that was there was
something wrong with Farmer Brown's boy. He never would have been lying
still like that if there hadn't been.

Happy Jack had been so troubled by what he saw that he had hardly tasted
the nuts he had found on the window-sill. "I am going to make him
another call to-morrow," said he when he and Tommy Tit were once more
back in the Green Forest.

"Of course," replied Tommy. "I expected you would. I will be around for
you at the same time. You're not afraid any more to go up there, are
you?"

"No-o," replied Happy Jack, slowly. The truth is, he was still a little
afraid. It seemed to him a terribly venturesome thing to cross that
open dooryard, but having done it once in safety, he knew that it would
be easier the next time. It was. The next morning he and Tommy Tit went
just as before, and this time Happy Jack scampered across the dooryard
the very first time he tried. They found things just as they had been
the day before. They saw Farmer Brown's boy, but he didn't see them.
Tommy Tit was just going to tap on the window to let him know they were
there, when a door inside opened, and in walked Mrs. Brown. It
frightened them so that Tommy Tit flew away without tasting a single
nut, and Happy Jack nearly fell as he scrambled back into the tree close
by the window. You see, they never had made her acquaintance, and
having her walk in so suddenly frightened them terribly. They didn't
stop to think that there was nothing to fear because there was the
window between. Somehow they couldn't understand that queer stuff that
they could see through but which shut them out. If they had seen Mrs.
Brown go to the window and put more cracked nuts o