New Britain herald., 1929-07-03

Bob White
 Bob-Bob White, Bob-Bob White. Bob-Bob White!"
 Peter Rabbit sat over on the edge of the dear Old Briar- patch and listened. That was Bob White the Quail whistling his own name, '' thought Peter. He knew of no sound that he enjoyed more. And what q distance he could hear it.
 "Listen," said Peter, as Mrs. Pc ter joined him.
 Obediently, little Mrs Peter lis tened. That's Bob Whlte" she eN- claimed. He hasn't been over 10 See us for a long time. I know of no one who makes a better neighbor than does Bob White"
 q think I'll go make him a morn- ing call" said Peter.
 You stay right where you are, in the dear Old Briar- patch" re. torted Mrs. Peter, If he wants tO see you he can come over here. Your place is at home and not gal Ilvanting all over the country What do you have a home for. I should like to know"
 T think he's over on the Green Meadows, right near Farmer Browns cornfield." said Peter, as if he hadn't heard word of what lit tie Mrs. Peter had said to him.
 Little Mrs. Peter said nothing. She turned and disappeared in the old Briar- patch. She had learned by experience that if Peter had made up his mind 10 20 somewhere, go he would, regardless of what she might say.
 Peter sat up and looked this way and locked that way and looked the other way. He could see all over the Green Meadows. Not an enemy in sight. Peter searched Inc sky carefully. No hawk was anywhere to be seen. Then. kicking up his long heels, Peter started lippelty- lipperty-lir across the Green Mea- dows toward the place from which Bob White was calling
 "Bob-Rob White. Bob-BoD White,' Beautifully clear came that cheery call Now and then Pe- ter sat up to listen 10 make sure of the general direction
 T don't see how Bob darcs do tt," said Peter to himself. Why he tells everybody right where he is. cant think of anybody easier to find than Bob White when he is whistling. All one has to do is to follow the sound of that whistle. It is wonder to me that Bob wasn't caught by Reddy Fox long ago.
 So Peter scampered on, lipperty- Gpperty-lip. and nearer and nearer sounded Bob Whites whistle. By this time Peter was over near Farm CT Browns cornfield. He stli heard Bob whistling and it sounded from farther beyond the cornfield than Peter had thought when he start ed. Curiously enough, it didn't sound any louder now that Peter was over there than it had when Peter was Up in the dear Old Briar- patch. But Peter was sure that he had the right directions, so on he went, lip y-lipperty-lip. By and by he be- gan to think it was funny that that whistle didn't sound any louder, so he sat up to look about. Suddenly that whistle sounded loud and clear again, but, instead of coming from in front of him, it seemed to come from behind him.
 Now that is queer" thought Pc ter. "I must have run past Bob without seeing him. One thing is certain. he isn't very far away I thought he would be on a fence post, but he isn't. It is always easier to find him when he is on a fence post. However. I've got that whistle located now and l can go straight to it."
 Peter once more started off, lip perty-!ipperty-lip. Curiously enough almost at once Bob Whites whistle sounded farther away. Yes. sir fl sounded as if Bob had flown farther away Yet Peter was certain that he would have seen Bob if nc had flown. He stopped and sat up ani looked all about Bob White was no- where 10 he seen.