Bob White and Carol the Meadow Lark 



you would tell a living soul about my nest. 

 Promise that you won't, Peter. Cross your heart 

 and promise that you won't." 



Peter promptly crossed his heart and promised 

 that he wouldn't tell a single soul. Mrs. Meadow 

 Lark seemed to feel better. Right away she 

 flew back and Peter turned to watch her. He 

 saw her disappear in the grass, but it wasn't 

 where he had found the nest. Peter waited a 

 few minutes, thinking that he would see her rise 

 into the air again and fly over to the nest. But 

 he waited in vain. Then with a puzzled look on 

 his face, he turned to look up at Carol. 



Carol's eyes twinkled. "I know what you're 

 thinking, Peter," he chuckled. "You are think- 

 ing that it is funny Mrs. Meadow Lark didn't 

 go straight back to our nest when she seemed so 

 anxious about it. I would have you to know that 

 she is too clever to do anything so foolish as that. 

 She knows well enough that somebody might see 

 her and so find our secret. She has walked there 

 from the place where you saw her disappear in 

 the grass. That is the way we always do when 

 we go to our nest. One never can be too careful 

 these days." 



Then Carol began to pour out his happiness 

 once more, quite as if nothing had interrupted 

 his song. 



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