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The
only
real
unhappy
one
Is
he
who
dares
to
shirk
;
The
only
really
happy
one
Is
he
who
cares
to
work
.
Whatever
Johnny
Dooit
was
singing
he
was
certainly
doing
things
,
and
they
all
stood
by
and
watched
him
in
amazement
.
He
seized
an
axe
and
in
a
couple
of
chops
felled
a
tree
.
Next
he
took
a
saw
and
in
a
few
minutes
sawed
the
tree-trunk
into
broad
,
long
boards
.
He
then
nailed
the
boards
together
into
the
shape
of
a
boat
,
about
twelve
feet
long
and
four
feet
wide
He
cut
from
another
tree
a
long
,
slender
pole
which
,
when
trimmed
of
its
branches
and
fastened
upright
in
the
center
of
the
boat
,
served
as
a
mast
.
From
the
chest
he
drew
a
coil
of
rope
and
a
big
bundle
of
canvas
,
and
with
these
--
still
humming
his
song
--
he
rigged
up
a
sail
,
arranging
it
so
it
could
be
raised
or
lowered
upon
the
mast
.
Dorothy
fairly
gasped
with
wonder
to
see
the
thing
grow
so
speedily
before
her
eyes
,
and
both
Button-Bright
and
Polly
looked
on
with
the
same
absorbed
interest
.
"
It
ought
to
be
painted
,
"
said
Johnny
Dooit
,
tossing
his
tools
back
into
the
chest
,
"
for
that
would
make
it
look
prettier
.
But
'
though
I
can
paint
it
for
you
in
three
seconds
it
would
take
an
hour
to
dry
,
and
that
's
a
waste
of
time
.
"
"
We
do
n't
care
how
it
looks
,
"
said
the
shaggy
man
,
"
if
only
it
will
take
us
across
the
desert
.
"
