Longtoe, and the strange things he saw and did, 
before he and Billy met again. 
When Longtoe left Plattsburg one night in 
company with several other robins, he flew south- 
ward between the lake and the mountains until 
the little company came to the Hudson River. 
Stopping now and then to feed and sometimes 
to roost for the night, they went leisurely on 
down the river, until one morning they arrived in 
Central Park, which lies in the center of New 
York City. This they soon found was a good 
place for birds, for there were worms here and 
beetles, and on some of the bushes were little 
wild fruits that tasted very good indeed. It 
was quiet on the lawns and among the trees. 
Many people passed by on the walks, but they 
never disturbed the birds. All day and far into 
the night automobiles ran along the winding 
drives, but they seldom stopped. At first the 
_ robins must have heard the noises of the night, 
and wondered what it could all mean; but soon 
they became accustomed to the dull roar that ever 
hangs over a great city, and slept as well as they 
had back in the peaceful village of Plattsburg. 
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