"I don't know it."
"Well I suppose I'll have to tell you, seeing it's you—it's Bogie Man," said the General.
"Bogie Man," repeated Billy.
"There, that's all over—now you may sit down."
"Thank you—but—but what has happened to the soldiers, they seem to have lost their arms—have you had a battle?"
"Oh! no—" answered the General proudly, "that's my own idea, you've read of soldiers before a battle sleeping on their arms, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Well, every night our soldiers take off their arms and sleep on them; of course, it was a little uncomfortable at first, but it's very military."
"Yes, I suppose so," said Billy, dubiously, "but who is that—a—gentleman up in the tree?"
"You mean the owl?"