The Burgess Bird Book for Children 



Peter couldn't help thinking how much easier it 

 must be for her than for her handsome husband 

 to hide among the green leaves. 



As he watched she flew down to the ground and 

 picked up a long piece of grass. "They are build- 

 ing here, as sure as you live!" cried Striped 

 Chipmunk. "I'm glad of that. Did you ever 

 see their nest, Peter? Of course you haven't, 

 because you said you had never seen them before. 

 Their nest is a wonder, Peter. It really is. It is 

 made almost wholly of fine grass and they weave 

 it together in the most wonderful way." 



"Do they have a hanging nest like Goldy's?" 

 asked Peter a bit timidly. 



"Not such a deep one," replied Striped Chip- 

 munk. "They hang it between the twigs near 

 the end of a branch, but they bind it more closely 

 to the branch and it isn't deep enough to swing as 

 Goldy's does." 



Peter had just opened his mouth to ask another 

 question when there was a loud sniffing sound 

 farther up along the old stone wall. He didn't 

 wait to hear it again. He knew that Bowser the 

 Hound was coming. 



"Good-by, Striped Chipmunk! This is no 



place for me," whispered Peter and started for 



the dear Old Briar-patch. He was in such a 



hurry to get there that on his way across the Green 



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