The Burgess Bird Book for Children 



It looked very much as if he had gone down in 

 the grass to warn Mrs. Bob. Evidently Jimmy 

 thought so, for he at once headed that way. 

 Then Bubbling Bob did the same thing all over 

 again. Peter grew anxious. He knew just how 

 patient Jimmy Skunk could be, and he very much 

 feared that Jimmy would find that nest. Pres- 

 ently he grew tired of watching and started on 

 for the dear Old Briar-patch. Just before he 

 reached it a brown bird, who reminded him some- 

 what of Mrs. Redwing and Sally Sly the Cowbird, 

 though she was smaller, ran across the path in 

 front of him and then flew up to the top of a last 

 year's mullein stalk. It was Mrs. Bobolink. 

 Peter knew her well, for he and she were very good 

 friends. 



"Oh!" cried Peter. "What are you doing 

 here? Don't you know that Jimmy Skunk is 

 hunting for your nest over there? Aren't you 

 worried to death ? I would be if I were in your 

 place." 



Mrs. Bob chuckled. "Isn't he a dear? And 

 isn't he smart?" said she, meaning Bubbling Bob, 

 of course, and not Jimmy Skunk. "Just see him 

 lead that black-and-white robber away." 



Peter stared at her for a full minute. "Do 

 you mean to say," said he, "that your nest isn't 

 over there at all?" 



