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Show V 1 A. j By THORKITOX XV. BURGESS A QUEER BREAKFAST ALONG, lane leads from Farmer Brown's barnyard down to his cornfield on the Green Meadows. Very early one morning Peter Rab bit took it into his funny little head to run down thai long lane. Now at a certain place beside that long lane was a gravelly bank into which Farmer Brown hao dug for gravel to pot on the roadway near his house. As Peter was scampering past this place he caught sight of some one very busy In that gravel imagine anything good to eat there. "Hello, Mourner!" he cried. "What under the sun are you doing In there? Axe you getting your breakfast?" break-fast?" "Hardly. Peter, hardly," cooed .Mourner, in the softest of voices, "I'm picking up a little gravel for my digestion." He picked up a tiny pebble and swallowed it "Well, of all things !" cried Peter. "Vou must be crazy. The Idea of thinking that gravel is going to help your digestion. I should say the chances are that It will work Just the other way." Mourner laughed. "1 haven't the least doubt that a breakfast of gravel would give you the worst kind of a stomach-ache," said he. "But you are you and I am I, and there is all the difference in the world. 1 eat grain and hard seeds which 1 have to swallow whole. One part of my stomach is called a gizzard, giz-zard, and Its duty Is to grind and crush my food so that it may be digested. di-gested. Tiny pebbles and gravel help grind food and so aid digestion." diges-tion." . T. W. Burgess. WXU Service. "Well, of All Things!" Cried Peter. "You Must Be Crazy." pit Peter stopped short then sat up to stare. It was Mourner the Dove whom Peter saw. His body was a little bigger than that f Welcome Robin, but his slender neck and longer tail and wings made him appear considerably consid-erably bigger. His shape reminded Peter at once of the pigeons up at Farmer Brown's. His back was grayish brown, varying to bluish-gray. bluish-gray. The crown and upper parts of his head were bluish-gray. His breast was reddish-buff shading down Into a soft buff. His bill was fclack and his feet red. The two middle feathers oi his tail were longest and of the color of his back. The other feathers were slaty- ' gray with little black bands and Cipped with white. On his wings were a few scattered black spots, nd there was one under each ear. 15ut it was the sides of his neck which were the most beautiful part -of Mourner. When untouched by f the Jolly Little Sunbeams his neck appeared much like his breast, but the moment the sides were touched by the Jolly Little Sunbeams they seemed to be of many colors constantly con-stantly changing, which, as you know, is called iridescence. But it was not Mourner's appearance ap-pearance which make Teter stare; . it was what he was doing. He was walking about, and every now and then picked up something, quite as if he were getting his breakfast In that gravel pit Peter couldn't |