The Burgess Bird Book for Children 



am called that because of my red cap. Yes, 

 indeed, I make my home in the Far North. There 

 is no place like it. You really ought to run up 

 there and get acquainted with the folks who make 

 their homes there and love it. " 



Redpoll laughed at his own joke, but Peter didn't 

 see the joke at all. "Is it so very far?" he asked 

 innocently; then added, "I'd dearly love to go." 



Redpoll laughed harder than ever. "Yes," said 

 he, "it is. I am afraid you would be a very old 

 and very gray Rabbit by the time you got there. 

 I guess the next thing is for you to make the 

 acquaintance of some of us who get down here once 

 in a while." 



Redpoll called softly and almost at once was 

 joined by another red-capped bird but without the 

 pink breast, and with sides more heavily streaked. 

 "This is Mrs. Redpoll," announced her lively little 

 mate. Then he turned to her and added, "I've 

 just been telling Peter Rabbit that as long as he 

 cannot visit our beautiful Far North he must be- 

 come acquainted with those of us who come down 

 here in the winter. I'm sure he'll find us very 

 friendly folks." 



"I'm sure I shall," said Peter. "If you please, 

 do you live altogether on these weed seeds?" 



Redpoll laughed his usual happy laugh. " Hardly, 

 Peter," replied he. "We like the seeds of the 

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