Peter was. Very softly he began to sing the
song of Veery the Thrush.
Little Mrs. Peter looked up quickly. "There it is!" she cried. "There"--
she stopped with her mouth gaping wide open. She suddenly realized that
it was Mistah Mocker who was singing.
"I--I'm very sorry," he stammered. "I did it just for a joke and not to
make you feel bad. Will you forgive me?"
"Yes," replied little Mrs. Peter, "if you will come here often at
shadow-time and sing to me." And Mistah Mocker promised that he would.
CHAPTER XXVIII
NEWS FROM THE OLD BRIAR-PATCH
To use your eyes is very wise
And much to be commended;
But never see what cannot be
For such as you intended.
Peter Rabbit.
Jenny Wren is a busybody. Yes, Sir, she certainly is a busybody. If
there is anything going on in her neighborhood that she doesn't know
about, it isn't because she doesn't try to find out. She is so small and
spry that it is hard work to keep track of her, and she pops out at the
most unexpected times and places. Then, before you can say a word, she
is gone.
And in all the Old Orchard or on the Green Meadows there is not to be
found another tongue so busy as that of Jenny Wren. It is sharp
sometimes, but when she wants it to be so there is none smoother. You
see she is a great gossip, is Jenny Wren, a great gossip. But if you get
on the right side of Jenny Wren and ask her to keep a secret, she'll do
it. No one knows how to keep a secret better than she does.
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