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and called a greeting which sounded very much 

 like the repetition of his own name. Then he 

 turned around and began to climb the tree as easily 

 as he had come down it. 



"Welcome home, Yank- Yank!" cried Peter, 

 hurrying up quite out of breath. 



Yank- Yank turned around so that he was once 

 more head down, and his eyes twinkled as he looked 

 down at Peter. "You're mistaken, Peter," said 

 he. "This isn't home. I've simply come down 

 here for the winter. You know home is where you 

 raise your children, and my home is in the Great 

 Woods farther north. There is too much ice and 

 snow up there, so I have come down here to spend 

 the winter." 



"Well, anyway, it's a kind of home; it's your 

 winter home," protested Peter, "and I certainly 

 am glad to see you back. The Old Orchard 

 wouldn't be quite the same without you. Did you 

 have a pleasant summer? And if you please, 

 Yank-Yank, tell me where you built your home and 

 what it was like." 



"Yes, Mr. Curiosity, I had a very pleasant sum- 

 mer," replied Yank-Yank. "Mrs. Yank-Yank 

 and I raised a family of six and that is doing a lot 

 better than some folks I know, if I do say it. As 

 to our nest, it was made of leaves and feathers and 

 it was in a hole in a certain old stump that not a 

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