Happy Jack

Chapter 28

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They say the very darkest clouds

Are lined with silver bright and fair,

Though how they know I do not see,

And neither do I really care.

It's good to believe, and so I try

To believe 'tis true with all my might,

That nothing is so seeming dark

But has a hidden side that's bright.

Certainly things couldn't look much darker than they did to Happy Jack Squirrel as he sat in the big maple tree at the side of Farmer Brown's house, and saw jolly, round, red Mr. Sun getting ready to go to bed behind the Purple Hills. He was afraid to go to his home in the Green Forest because Shadow the Weasel might be waiti