The Tale of Solomon Owl by Arthur Scott Bailey
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distance from his home in Cedar Swamp. And he didnât know what to do. âI
want to get under cover, somewhere,â he told Solomon Owl. âYou donât know of a good place near-by, do you, where I can get out of the storm and take a nap?â âWhy, yes!â answered Solomon Owl. âCome right along to my house and spend the day with me!â But Benjamin Bat did not like the suggestion at all. âIâm afraid I might crowd, you,â he said. He was thinking of the time when Solomon Owl had chased him. And sleeping in Solomon Owlâs house seemed far from a safe thing to do. [_Illustration 2_] Benjamin Asked Solomonâs Advice Solomon was wise enough to guess what was going on inside Benjaminâs head. âCome along!â he said. âWeâll both be asleep before we know it. Iâm sorry I canât offer you something to eat. But I havenât a morsel of food in my house. No doubt, though, youâve just had a good meal. _I_ ate seven mice to-night. And I certainly couldnât eat anything more.â When Solomon Owl told him that, Benjamin Bat thought perhaps there was no danger, after all. And since the rain was falling harder and harder every moment, he thanked Solomon and said he would be glad to accent his invitation. |
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