When the Merry Little Breezes left Johnny Chuck they raced across
the Green Meadows to the Smiling Pool to say good morning to
Grandfather Frog who sat on a big lily pad watching for green
flies for breakfast.

"Chug-arum," said Grandfather Frog, which was his way of saying
good morning.

Just then along came a fat green fly and up jumped Grandfather
Frog. When he sat down again on the lily pad the fat green fly
was nowhere to be seen, but Grandfather Frog looked very well
satisfied indeed as he contentedly rubbed his white waistcoat
with one hand.

"What is the news, Grandfather Frog?" cried the Merry Little
Breezes.

"Mrs. Redwing has a new speckled egg in her nest in the
bulrushes," said Grandfather Frog.

"We must see it," cried the Merry Little Breezes, and away they
all ran to the swamp where the bulrushes grow.

Now someone else had heard of Mrs. Redwing's dear little nest in
the bulrushes, and he had started out bright and early that
morning to try and find it, for he wanted to steal the little
speckled eggs just because they were pretty. It was Tommy Brown,
the farmer's boy.

When the Merry Little Breezes reached the swamp where the