So at last, one fine fall evening he went to see Aunt Polly Woodchuck, who was an herb doctor; for he had begun to worry about his health.
“It's lucky you came to-day,” said Aunt Polly. “Because to-night I'm going to begin my winter's nap. And you couldn't have seen me again till spring—unless you happened to come here on ground-hog day, next February.... What appears to be your trouble?” she inquired.
“It's my appetite, partly,” Solomon Owl said. “Nothing tastes as it did when I was a youngster3. And I keep longing4 for something, though what it is I can't just tell.”
Aunt Polly Woodchuck nodded her head wisely.
“What have you been eating lately?” she asked.
Solomon Owl replied that he hadn't eaten anything but mice since the leaves began to turn.
“H-m—the leaves are nearly all off the trees now,” the old lady remarked. “How many mice have you eaten in that time?”
Solomon said that as nearly as he could remember he had eaten twenty-seven—or a hundred and twenty-seven. He couldn't say which—but one of those numbers was correct.
Aunt Polly Woodchuck threw up her hands.
“Sakes alive!” she cried. “It's no wonder you don't feel well! What you need is a change of food. And it's lucky you came to me now. If you'd gone on like that much longer I'd hate to say what might have happened to you. You'd have had dyspepsia, or some other sort of misery5 in your stomach.”
“What shall I do?” asked Solomon Owl. “Insects are scarce at this season of the year. Of course, there are frogs—but I don't seem to care for them. And there are fish—but they're not easy to get, for they don't come out of the water and sit on the bank, as the frogs do.”
“How about pullets?” Aunt Polly inquired.
“The very thing!” he cried. “That's what I've been wanting all this time. And I never guessed it.... I'll pay you for your advice the next time I see you,” he told Aunt Polly. And Solomon Owl hurried away before she could stop him. Since he had no intention of visiting her on ground-hog day, he knew it would be spring before he saw Aunt Polly Woodchuck again.
The old lady scolded a bit. And it did not make her feel any pleasanter to hear Solomon's mocking7 laughter, which grew fainter and fainter as he left the pasture8 behind him. Then she went inside her house, for she was fast growing sleepy. And she wanted to set things to rights before she began her long winter's nap.
Meanwhile, Solomon Owl roamed9 restlessly through the woods. There was only one place in the neighborhood where he could get a pullet. That was at Farmer Green's chicken house. And for some reason he did not care to visit the farm buildings until it grew darker.
So he amused himself by making the woods echo10 with his strange cry, “Whoo-whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo, to-whoo-ah!” And now and then he threw in a few “wha-whas,” just for extra measure.
Many of the forest folk who heard him remarked that Solomon Owl seemed to be in extra fine spirits.
“Probably it's the hunter's moon that pleases him!” Jimmy Rabbit remarked to a friend of his. “I've always noticed that old Solomon makes more noise on moonlight nights than at any other time.”
The hunter's moon, big and yellow and round, was just rising over Blue Mountain. But for once it was not the moon that made Solomon Owl so talkative. He was in fine feather, so to speak, because he was hoping to have a fat pullet for his supper. And as for the moon, he would have been just as pleased had there been none at all that night. For Solomon Owl never cared to be seen when he visited Farmer Green's chicken house.
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1 owl | |
n.猫头鹰,枭 | |
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adj.奇怪的,异常的,不舒服的,眩晕的 | |
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n.儿童,少年,年轻人 | |
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n.痛苦,苦恼,苦难;悲惨的境遇,贫苦 | |
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咄,啐 | |
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挖苦; 为消遣而模仿 | |
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n.牧场,牲畜饲养 | |
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随便走( roam的过去式和过去分词 ); 漫步; 眼睛或手 (缓慢地)扫遍; 摸遍 | |
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