28 Ho<iv Sammy Went to Coral-Land 
if I did go in a school, I might get 
speared, or caught so that the rest could 
get away, and that would not suit me a 
bit. I’d rather risk the flies.” 
“ You are an impertinent young fish,” 
said Aunt Sheen, and she retired under 
her favorite rock in a rage. 
That night when everything was very 
still, and all the world seemed asleep, 
alone and unobserved Sammy swam 
quietly down stream and started alone on 
his wanderings. 
It was a lovely moonlight night, and 
only the faint sighing of the wind in the 
pine-trees broke the silence. 
On and on swam Sammy following the 
stream as it twisted and turned now in 
the shadow, now in the moonlight. Now 
it flowed along straight and smooth with 
scarcely a ripple, its banks sweet with 
dew-soaked wild flowers, and now it 
