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Updated: June 23, 2025
Off went Noisy in a great flurry and skurry; he fairly dropped from the roof of the piazza, where he had been hanging upside down, in his haste to let go and get away. When Mrs. Cricky went back into the school room she found that Chirp had upset his brown Grasshopper writing ink all over the floor and was wiping it up with his little wing and smearing it onto Chee.
It pleased her so much that she tried to sing it again to Father Cricky for the Marsh Grass Vesper Quartette. Of course it was all about Toadie Todson, and this was it: A Lament Very slowly Mournful, mournful notes, In our little throats we sing Flowers, flowers dead, For our Toadie's head we bring
These lessons were something like the things your mother tells you, such as, "Don't go near the water," "Fire burns," "Don't put beans in your ears," "Look before you leap;" only Mrs. Cricky told Chirp and Chee and Chirk never to go near one of old Stingy's spider-webs, and when they saw a giant coming with a fish pole in his hand, to hop away as fast as they could.
Around, in and out, now over, now under her scarf, three fireflies sped with burning wings. And Miss Katy never danced better, flashing her cobweb scarf in and out the glow-worm circle as with lightsome foot and wing she danced round and round. Mrs. Cricky said she did wish the little ones had been allowed to come. Usually it did not seem right for children to stay up late at night.
"An' gole buckles on his shoes, an' a sword on, an' a long white feathah in his hat. Cricky! An' it was his hawse I done held! Maybe it will be somethin' mighty fine what he's goin' to bring me, 'cause I did that!" Later he found his way to the kitchen, where Sheba was washing dishes. The cook gave him a plate of ice-cream and some scraps of cake.
Folks are bound to find out. You can bet your eyes on that!" Ann nodded. "I expect most of them know by now. Any one that wanted to could see them. He didn't seem to care. They drove right down the main street and you could see the picnic basket sticking out at the side!" "O cricky! Isn't that just like him? You'd think he wanted the whole town to know he'd gone off picnicking with a girl.
But that was nothing to the way he hugged Jack and Ruth separately together then Ruth, then Jack and then both together again, only stopping at MacFarlane, whose hand he grabbed with a "Great day! hey? Great day! By Cricky, Henry, these are the things that put new wine into old leather bottles like you and me." And this was not all that the spring and summer had brought.
"For raising volunteers for the reduction of the Spanish posts on the Mississippi, for opening the trade of the said river and giving freedom to all its inhabitants " I had got so far when I heard a noise of footsteps within, and Mr. Easton himself came out, in his shirt-sleeves. "By cricky, Davy," said he, "I'm right glad ter see ye ag'in. Readin' the General's bill, are ye?
Everybody reads about traitors in school.... Nobody ever forgets their names.... I don't want my name in school books." "Like Benedict Arnold's," she said; and he quivered from head to foot. "Oh, cricky!" he burst out, horrified; "how close I came to it! Have you got those papers safe?" "Yes, Roy." "Then I'll go. I don't care what they do to me."
Cricky went on to say that she feared they would never grow up to be gentle crickets if this was the way they intended to behave. Both Chee and Chirk were too unhappy for words, and said they would never do it again, and that really they did not want to hurt anybody's feelings. "Well," said Mrs. Cricky, "I don't see how you could forget so soon after that song your father taught you.
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