M ore Friends Come With the Snow 



Slaty the Junco. They were there before him, 

 having the very best time ever was as they picked 

 seeds from the tops of the weeds which showed 

 above the snow. Almost at once Peter discovered 

 that they were not the only seekers for seeds. 

 Walking about on the snow, and quite as busy seek- 

 ing seeds as were Dotty and Slaty, was a bird very 

 near their size the top of whose head, neck and 

 back were a soft rusty-brown. There was some 

 black on his wings, but the latter were mostly 

 white and the outer tail feathers were white. His 

 breast and under parts were white. It was Snow- 

 flake the Snow Bunting in his winter suit. Peter 

 knew him instantly. There was no mistaking him, 

 for, as Peter well knew, there is no other bird of 

 his size and shape who is so largely white. He had 

 appeared so unexpectedly that it almost seemed as 

 if he must have come out of the snow clouds just 

 as had the snow itself. Peter had his usual ques- 

 tion ready. 



"Are you going to spend the winter here, Snow- 

 flake ?" he cried. 



Snowflake was so busy getting his breakfast that 

 he did not reply at once. Peter noticed that he did 

 not hop, but walked or ran. Presently he paused 

 long enough to reply to Peter's question. "If the 

 snow has come to stay all winter, perhaps I'll stay," 

 said he. 



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