CHAPTER IV 



CHIPPY, SWEETVOICE, AND DOTTY 



FOR a while Jenny Wren was too busy to talk 

 save to scold Mr. Wren for spending so much 

 time singing instead of working. To Peter it 

 seemed as if they were trying to fill that tree trunk 

 with rubbish. "I should think they had enough 

 stuff in there for half a dozen nests," muttered 

 Peter. "I do believe they are carrying it in for 

 the fun of working." Peter wasn't far wrong in 

 this thought, as he was to discover a little later 

 in the season when he found Mr. Wren building 

 another nest for which he had no use. 



Finding that for the time being he could get 

 nothing more from Jenny Wren, Peter hopped 

 over to visit Johnny Chuck, whose home was 

 between the roots of an old apple-tree in the far 

 corner of the Old Orchard. Peter was still think- 

 ing of the Sparrow family; what a big family it 

 was, yet how seldom any of them, excepting 

 Bully the English Sparrow, were to be found in 

 the Old Orchard. 



"Hello, Johnny Chuck!" cried Peter, as he 

 discovered Johnny sitting on his doorstep. " You've 



