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SAMMY JAY SEEKS ADVICE

Sammy Jay had a headache, such a headache! He had thought and thought and
thought, until now it seemed to him that the world surely had turned
topsy-turvy. His poor little head was all in a whirl, and that was what
made it ache. First he had been accused of screaming in the night to waken
and scare the little meadow and forest people who wanted to sleep. Then he
had kept awake all night to find out what it meant, and he had heard what
sounded like his own voice screaming "Thief! thief! thief!" down by the
Laughing Brook, when all the time he was sitting in the dark in his own big
pine-tree in the Green Forest.

That was bad enough, but to have Jenny Wren tell him that she had seen him
with her own eyes sitting in an alder tree and screaming, at the very time
that he had been back there in the big pine-tree, was more than Sammy Jay
could stand. It was no wonder that his head ached. Hardly any of the little
meadow and forest people would speak to him now. They just turned their
backs to him whenever he met them. He didn't mind this so much, because he
knew that none of them had ever liked him very well. You see he had played
too many mean tricks for any one to really like him. But he did hate to
have them blame him for something that he hadn't done.

"It's too much for me!" said Sammy Jay. "It's too much for me! I've thought
and thought, until my brain just goes round and round and makes me dizzy,