CHAPTER VI.
THE BIRD AS A TRAVELLER Rap went up to Orchard Farm one morning very early to take Nat for a walk through the fields, down to the river, to see some birds that had arrived in the night.
It was only five o'clock, but Dr.Hunter was walking to and fro in the garden, listening to the burst of bird-music as eagerly as if it were for the first time in his life.

That is one of the best parts of our friendship with Bird People; they never weary us by talking too much, and every spring after winter's silence their music is as new as ever.
"Please, Uncle Roy, can I go with Rap ?" pleaded Nat.

"I will wear my rubber boots." "You may go if you eat something first.

I wonder if Rap would invite me also ?" said the Doctor, leading the way to the big kitchen pantry.
"I know he would!" cried Nat joyfully.

"He wished and wished you would go with us, but we didn't think you'd care to, because you have been to the river woods so many times before.