Jenny Wren Arrives 



know you; you are just as tickled to be back 

 here as I am." 



"He sings as if he were," said Peter, for all the 

 time Mr. Wren was singing with all his might. 



Jenny Wren looked over at Mr. Wren fondly. 

 "Isn't he a dear to sing to me like that? And 

 isn't it a perfectly beautiful spring song?" said 

 she. Then, without waiting for Peter to reply, 

 her tongue rattled on. "I do wish he would be 

 careful. Sometimes I am afraid he will overdo. 

 Just look at him now ! He is singing so hard that 

 he is shaking all over. He always is that way. 

 There is one thing true about us Wrens, and this 

 is that when we do things we do them with all 

 our might. When we work we work with all 

 our might. When Mr. Wren sings he sings with 

 all his might." 



"And when you scold you scold with all your 

 might," interrupted Peter mischievously. 



Jenny Wren opened her mouth for a sharp 

 reply, but laughed instead. "I suppose I do 

 scold a good deal," said she, "but if I didn't, 

 goodness knows who wouldn't impose on us. I 

 can't bear to be imposed on." 



"Did you have a pleasant journey up from the 

 sunny South?" asked Peter. 



"Fairly pleasant," replied Jenny. "We took 

 it rather easily. Some birds hurry right through 

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