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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Are you sure it wasn't yourself that you heard?" Daddy Longlegs wanted to know. "Certainly not!" cried Joseph. "Don't be silly! Don't you suppose I know my own voice when I hear it?" "Perhaps it was your echo that you heard," Daddy ventured. At that Joseph Bumble rudely turned his back on him and began whispering to Chirpy Cricket.
Then he happened to catch sight of Chirpy Cricket hopping through the grass. And Daddy called to him and asked him how far it was to the oat field. "It's a good half-day's journey from here," said Chirpy Cricket cheerfully. But Daddy Longlegs did not feel the least bit cheerful when he heard that. "For the land's sake!" he exclaimed. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?
Well, Daddy Longlegs lost no time in making his way back to the stone wall by the roadside. And the first person he met there was no other than little Mrs. Ladybug, who seemed delighted to see him and asked him how he liked working for Farmer Green. "Yes! It's a fine day," said Daddy Longlegs. "The rain is holding off.
Rusty asked. "Something that you've never done!" Daddy Longlegs told him proudly. "I took a ride in Farmer Green's wagon yesterday, after the old horse Ebenezer!" "Yes! yes! Go on!" Rusty urged him. "What happened to you?" "What happened to me!" cried Daddy Longlegs. "I should think that riding in a wagon was adventure enough for anyone, without any other sort of danger added to it."
And pointing toward the watering-trough Johnnie cried, "Oh! look, Grandma look!" The old horse Ebenezer, too, seemed interested in what was going on. Anyhow, he swerved to the right and walked straight up to the trough. And the wagon came to a halt. That was Daddy Longlegs' chance. He hurried to one of the rear wheels.
"Don't you know what I'm saying?" Mr. Crow bawled in his loudest tones. "It is a pleasant day," said Daddy Longlegs. "But I'm afraid there's going to be a heavy gale to-morrow." "This is certainly peculiar," Mr. Crow grumbled. And then little Mr. Chippy hastened to explain that Daddy Longlegs was often like that. He would appear to hear you perfectly one moment.
"It's 'Grandfather Graybeard'!" little Mr. Chippy informed him with an air of pride. "Why, that's a beautiful name!" Daddy Longlegs cried, as a look of pleasure crossed his face. "I'm glad you think so," said Mr. Chippy. "It's only fair to tell you that I thought of it myself." And then he called for "three cheers for Grandfather Graybeard!" They gave them with a right good will.
Half an hour later Peter was once more back. There stood Longlegs just as before. "Now I know he is asleep," muttered Peter. No sooner were the words out of his mouth than something happened, something so sudden and surprising that Peter lost his balance and nearly fell over backward.
And he seemed to like it, too." "What's that?" Rusty persisted. "Daddy Longlegs!" said little Mr. Chippy. ALL the neighbors began to call him "Daddy Longlegs." And anyone might naturally think that he had lived in Pleasant Valley a great many years. But it was not so. Late in the summer Daddy Longlegs had appeared from nobody knew where.
Jimmy Rabbit was so spry, and most of the shoes were so big, that in no time at all Daddy Longlegs was completely surrounded by a wall of shoes, which rapidly grew higher and higher. "Stop! stop!" cried Daddy Longlegs. But Jimmy Rabbit was so busy that he didn't hear him.
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