He Bullfrog and His Shadows
He Bullfrog and His Shadows
He Bullfrog and His Shadows
In the middle of the day, the frogs held a council. Its unbearable, said one. The herons hunt us by day, and the raccoons prey on us at night. Yes, said another. Either one is bad enough, but both herons and raccoons together mean that we never have a moments peace. We should demand that the herons leave the pond. Banish them! Yes! all the frogs agreed. Banish the herons! Banish the herons! All this noise drew the attention of a heron who was fishing nearby. What was that? she said, approaching. Banish who? The frogs looked at her beak, which was like a sword for stabbing frogs. The raccoons! chorused the frogs. Banish the raccoons! Thats what I thought you said, said the heron. She went back to fishing. The raccoons! the frogs sang. Banish the raccoons! With the policy decided, there arose the matter of who would inform the raccoons of their exile. One frog after another was
nominated for the post of sheriff, and one after another declined it. Then the bullfrog was nominated. Of course! Hes the biggest! Hes the very one for the job! I dont know, said the bullfrog, who had been silent all through the deliberations. I am big, but raccoons are bigger. I am one, but they are many. Well, then, volunteered another frog. Well come along with you! Yes, well come along! agreed the frogs. Well all come along! And youll stay with me, no matter what? said the bullfrog. Well stick to you like your shadow, said one frog. The other frogs agreed. Like your shadow. The bullfrog was still reluctant. The others had to pledge their faithfulness all afternoon. Finally, they had repeated so many times that they would stick to him like his shadow that the bullfrog agreed to lead the delegation. The sun set. The herons flew to their roosts above the pond. In the twilight, the bullfrog said, The raccoons will be coming soon. But youre all going to stand by me like my very shadow, right? Like your shadow! Like your shadow! chorused the frogs.
The sky turned purple. Even if five or six raccoons appear together? Like your shadow! Like your shadow! Stars shone in a moonless sky. It was very dark. There was just enough starlight to see the raccoons when at last they emerged from the undergrowth. There were five of them, a mother and her grown kits. The bullfrog hopped onto the shore. Villains! he cried. Be gone! Raccoons are outlawed at this pond! Away with you! You are banished! Indeed? said the mother raccoon. Her kits sniffed the bullfrog, who trembled but held his ground. On whose authority are we banished? On all of ours! the bullfrog said. He expected a chorus to back him up. There was only silence. He turned and saw, just before he was eaten, that he was the only frog ashore.