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Then all at once the bells stop ringing, and it is all over; the New Year has been rung in. But what there is new about it is more than _I_ can say, wise as I am. It all seems to go on just the same as before, and sometimes I wonder what all the fuss has been about. I have never been able to see any difference myself between the last minute of the thirty first of December and the first minute of the first of January. THEN ALL AT ONCE THE BELLS STOP RINGING AND IT IS ALL OVER THE NEW YEAR HAS BEEN RUNG IN BUT WHAT THERE IS NEW ABOUT IT IS MORE THAN I CAN SAY WISE AS I AM IT ALL SEEMS TO GO ON JUST THE SAME AS BEFORE AND SOMETIMES I WONDER WHAT ALL THE FUSS HAS BEEN ABOUT I HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO SEE ANY DIFFERENCE MYSELF BETWEEN THE LAST MINUTE OF THE THIRTY FIRST OF DECEMBER AND THE FIRST MINUTE OF THE FIRST OF JANUARY
and the closer it is to a church, the better I like it.” “Do you, Mr. Owl,” said Tommy Smith. “Yes,” said the owl. “I don’t mind how far I am from a railway station or even a post office, but the church _must_ be near.” “I suppose you like to sit in the tower, Mr. Owl,” said Tommy Smith. “I should think so,” said the owl; “the belfry is there, you know, and I am so fond of that. It is so nice to sit in one’s belfry and think of one’s barns, and farms, and haystacks. And then, when the bells ring, you can’t think what fun that is—especially on the first day of January when they ring in the New Year. I get quite excited then, and I give a scream, and throw myself off the old tower, and fly round it, and whoop and shriek until I seem to be one of the mad bells myself. For they _are_ mad then, you know. They go mad once every year—on New Year’s day. People come out to listen sometimes. They look up into the air, and say, ‘Hark! There they go. It is the New Year now. They are ringing it in. UST BE WITHIN A REASONABLE DISTANCE OF A VILLAGE AND THE CLOSER IT IS TO A CHURCH THE BETTER I LIKE IT DO YOU MISTER OWL SAID TOMMY SMITH YES SAID THE OWL I DON'T MIND HOW FAR I AM FROM A RAILWAY STATION OR EVEN A POST OFFICE BUT THE CHURCH MUST BE NEAR I SUPPOSE YOU LIKE TO SIT IN THE TOWER MISTER OWL SAID TOMMY SMITH I SHOULD THINK SO SAID THE OWL THE BELFRY IS THERE YOU KNOW AND I AM SO FOND OF THAT IT IS SO NICE TO SIT IN ONE'S BELFRY AND THINK OF ONE'S BARNS AND FARMS AND HAYSTACKS AND THEN WHEN THE BELLS RING YOU CAN'T THINK WHAT FUN THAT IS ESPECIALLY ON THE FIRST DAY OF JANUARY WHEN THEY RING IN THE NEW YEAR I GET QUITE EXCITED THEN AND I GIVE A SCREAM AND THROW MYSELF OFF THE OLD TOWER AND FLY ROUND IT AND WHOOP AND SHRIEK UNTIL I SEEM TO BE ONE OF THE MAD BELLS MYSELF FOR THEY ARE MAD THEN YOU KNOW THEY GO MAD ONCE EVERY YEAR ON NEW YEAR'S DAY PEOPLE COME OUT TO LISTEN SOMETIMES THEY LOOK UP INTO THE AIR AND SAY HARK THERE THEY GO IT IS THE NEW YEAR NOW THEY ARE RINGING IT IN
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