“What a doleful ditty!” said Jolly Robin. “I must see this fellow and tell him that he ought to change his .” But the trouble was that Jolly Robin did not like to roam about at night. He was always too sleepy to do that. And in the daytime Willie Whip-poor-will was silent, resting or sleeping upon the ground in the woods.
But a day came at last when Jolly Robin stumbled upon Willie Whip-poor-will, sound asleep where he lived. And Jolly lost no time in waking him up.
“I’ve been wanting to speak to you for some time,” he told the fellow.
“What’s the matter?” Willie Whip-poor-will asked, with a startled stare. “Are the woods on fire?”
“No!” said Jolly Robin. “I want to talk with you—that’s all.” And he was as cheerful as anyone could have wished.108
But Willie Whip-poor-will looked very cross.
“This is a queer time to make a call!” he . “I don’t like to be disturbed in broad daylight. I supposed everybody knew that midnight is the proper time for a visit.”
“But I’m always asleep then,” Jolly Robin objected, “unless it’s a moonlight night and you happen to be singing on my side of the woods.”
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