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makes the difference. Cousin Chippy must go 

 where he can get plenty to eat. I can get plenty 

 here and so I stay." 



" Did you and your relatives come down from the 

 Far North alone ?" asked Peter. 



"No," replied Dotty promptly. "Slaty the 

 Junco and his relatives came along with us and we 

 had a very merry party." 



Peter pricked up his ears. " Is Slaty here now ?" 

 he asked eagerly. 



"Very much here," replied a voice right behind 

 Peter's back. It was so unexpected that it made 

 Peter jump. He turned to find Slaty himself 

 chuckling merrily as he picked up seeds. He was 

 very nearly the same size as Dotty but trimmer. 

 In fact he was one of the trimmest, neatest appear- 

 ing of all of Peter's friends. There was no mistak- 

 ing Slaty the Junco for any other bird. His head, 

 throat and breast were clear slate color. Under- 

 neath he was white. His sides were grayish. His 

 outer tail feathers were white. His bill was flesh 

 color. It looked almost white. 



"Welcome ! Welcome !" cried Peter. "Are you 

 here to stay all winter ?" 



"I certainly am," was Slaty's prompt response. 



"It will take pretty bad weather to drive me away 



from here. If the snow gets too deep I'll just go 



up to Farmer Brown's barnyard. I can always 



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