Chapter 181
Once upon a time during a very warm summer, word was spread among the animals that the sun was going to be married. All the birds and beasts were delighted at the thought, and above all, the frogs were determined to celebrate the event. But an old toad put a stop to their festivities by remarking that it was an occasion for sorrow rather than joy.
“If the sun alone can manage to parch our marshes so that we can hardly bear it,” he said, “what will become of us if he should happen to have a dozen little suns in addition to himself?”
Diehard revellers do not need a cause to celebrate.
