Jenny Wren's Cousins 



the sun do you do it ? I was sure that it was Glory 

 whom I heard whistling. Never again will I be 

 able to believe my own ears." 



Mocker chuckled. "You're not the only one 

 I've fooled, Peter," said he. "I flatter myself 

 that I can fool almost anybody if I set out to. It's 

 lots of fun. I may not be much to look at, but 

 when it comes to singing there's no one I envy." 



"I think you are very nice looking indeed," 

 replied Peter politely. "I've just been finding 

 out this morning that you can't tell much about 

 folks just by their looks." 



"And now you've learned that you can't always 

 recognize folks by their voices, haven't you?" 

 chuckled Mocker. 



"Yes," replied Peter. "Hereafter I shall never 

 be sure about any feathered folks unless I can both 

 see and hear them. Won't you sing for me again, 

 Mocker?" 



Mocker did. He sang and sang, for he dearly 

 loves to sing. When he finished Peter had another 

 question ready. "Somebody told ,me once that 

 down in the South you are the best loved of all the 

 birds. Is that so ?" 



"That's not for me to say," replied Mocker 

 modestly. "But I can tell you this, Peter, they do 

 think a lot of me down there. There are many 

 birds down there who are very beautifully dressed, 



