CHAPTER XLI 



MORE FRIENDS COME WITH THE SNOW 



SLATY THE JUNCO had been quite right in thinking 

 it was going to snow some more. Rough Brother 

 North Wind hurried up one big cloud after another, 

 and late that afternoon the white feathery flakes 

 came drifting down out of the sky. Peter Rabbit 

 sat tight in the dear Old Briar-patch. In fact Peter 

 did no moving about that night, but remained 

 squatting just inside the entrance to an old hole 

 Johnny Chuck's grandfather had dug long ago in the 

 middle of the dear Old Briar-patch. Some time 

 before morning the snow stopped falling and then 

 rough Brother North Wind worked as hard to blow 

 away the clouds as he had done to bring them. 



When jolly, round, bright Mr. Sun began his 

 daily climb up in the blue, blue sky he looked down 

 on a world of white. It seemed as if every little 

 snowflake twinkled back at every little sunbeam. 

 It was all very lovely, and Peter Rabbit rejoiced as 

 he scampered forth in quest of his breakfast. 



He started first for the weedy field where the day 

 before he had found Dotty the Tree Sparrow and 

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