CHAPTER XXIV 



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,' THE WARBLERS ARRIVE 



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IF there is one family of feathered friends which 

 perplexes Peter Rabbit more than another, it is 

 the Warbler family. 



"So many of them come together and they move 

 about so constantly that a fellow doesn't have a 

 chance to look at one long enough to recognize 

 him," complained Peter to Jenny Wren one morn- 

 ing when the Old Orchard was fairly alive with 

 little birds no bigger than Jenny Wren herself. 



And such restless little folks as they were ! 

 They were not still an instant, flitting from tree 

 to tree, twig to twig, darting out into the air and 

 all the time keeping up an endless chattering 

 mingled with little snatches of song. Peter would 

 no sooner fix his eyes on one than another entirely 

 different in appearance would take its place. 

 Occasionally he would see one whom he recognized, 

 one who would stay for the nesting season. But 

 the majority of them would stop only for a day or 

 two, being bound farther north to make their 

 summer homes. 



Apparently Jenny Wren did not look upon them 

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