Part 9 (2/2)

Meanwhile the strange messenger had disappeared. It was said that he had gone to meet the other travellers and guide them to their cousin, Leaper the Locust.

And there was great excitement throughout Pleasant Valley. A good many of the field people stopped at Farmer Green's dooryard and told Kiddie Katydid that they thought he had made a mistake.

”You might have had the honor of receiving the guests,” they said.

”No, thank you!” he replied to all such remarks. ”I'm willing enough to let Leaper the Locust do the honors. And unless I'm much mistaken, he's trembling in his shoes this very moment.”

Then the field people would shake their heads and say that they didn't understand. Wasn't everybody _glad_ to have company once in a while? And wouldn't it be a _pleasure_ to talk with strangers who came from some far-off place, and ask them how the crops were where they lived, and what the weather was?

But Kiddie Katydid only said mysteriously, ”Wait a bit! And if you want _strangers_ to talk to, there'll soon be plenty of them in this neighborhood, if I'm not mistaken.”

Well, Kiddie's neighbors couldn't imagine what he meant. They made a good many guesses. But there was always somebody to point out some flaw and upset every calculation. So at last everybody stopped guessing and admitted that he had no idea as to what Kiddie Katydid had in mind. It was just another one of his secrets. And people might as well wait patiently to see what happened. Even Solomon Owl agreed to that. ”Time will tell!” he said with a wise nod of his head.

XXII

THE SHORT-HORNS ARRIVE

In at least one respect, the short-horned messenger had told the truth.

Before twenty-four hours had gone by, the fellow returned to Farmer Green's dooryard; and with him came a great, fat person who belonged without question to the Locust family.

n.o.body could call his horns long. Nor could anyone call them medium.

They were short; and no one in his right mind would deny it.

”Where's that fellow you call Leaper?” the messenger asked Chirpy Cricket. ”Here's his cousin! And the rest of the family will be dropping down here in just a few minutes.”

Chirpy Cricket replied that he hadn't seen Leaper the Locust since the night before.

”That's strange!” the messenger remarked, turning to his fat companion.

”He was to be here to welcome you.”

”Ah! I see him now! He's right here in this tree!” exclaimed the fat one. And he half-jumped, half-flew into Kiddie Katydid's favorite tree.

”You're wrong!” said Kiddie Katydid. ”I'm a Long-horn--and you can't claim to be a cousin of mine.”

”My mistake! My mistake!” said the fat gentleman hastily. And he left even more suddenly than he had come.

”I hope your friend Leaper hasn't given us the slip,” he remarked to the messenger as he joined him again.

”Never fear! If he fails us we'll find him and punish him as he deserves,” said the messenger with a savage frown.

And Kiddie Katydid, looking down from his tree-top, was gladder than ever that he had escaped this terrible trouble that had come to Leaper the Locust.

Soon a patter, patter, patter made itself heard among the leaves.

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