bedtime story
Once I said to a scarecrow, ``You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.” And he said, ``The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting on, and I never tire of it.`` Said I, after a minute of thought, ``It is true; for I too have known that joy.`` Said he, ``Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it.`` Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me. A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher. And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat
Once I said to a scarecrow, ``You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.” And he said, ``The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting on, and I never tire of it.`` Said I, after a minute of thought, ``It is true; for I too have known that joy.`` Said he, ``Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it.`` Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me. A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher. And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat