CHAPTER IX 



THE NORTH WIND DOTH BLOW 



" The north wind doth blow, 

 And we shall have snow, 

 And what will poor Robin do then, 

 Poor thing ? " 





ND what will Muskrat do? and Chip- 

 munk ? and Whitefoot, the wood 

 mouse? and Chickadee? and the 

 whole world of poor things out 

 of doors? 



Never fear. Robin knows as well as you that 

 the north wind doth blow, and is now far away on 

 his journey to the South ; Muskrat knows, too, and 

 is building his warm winter lodge ; Chipmunk has 

 already made his bed deep down under the stone 

 wall, where zero weather is unheard of ; Whitefoot, 

 the wood mouse, has stored his hollow poplar stub 

 full of acorns, and, taking possession of Robin's de- 

 serted nest near by, has roofed it and lined it and 

 turned it into a cosey, cold-proof house, while Chick- 



