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Peter
wore
no
nightgown
now
.
You
see
,
the
birds
were
always
begging
him
for
bits
of
it
to
line
their
nests
with
,
and
,
being
very
good-natured
,
he
could
not
refuse
,
so
by
Solomon
's
advice
he
had
hidden
what
was
left
of
it
.
But
,
though
he
was
now
quite
naked
,
you
must
not
think
that
he
was
cold
or
unhappy
.
He
was
usually
very
happy
and
gay
,
and
the
reason
was
that
Solomon
had
kept
his
promise
and
taught
him
many
of
the
bird
ways
.
To
be
easily
pleased
,
for
instance
,
and
always
to
be
really
doing
something
,
and
to
think
that
whatever
he
was
doing
was
a
thing
of
vast
importance
.
Peter
became
very
clever
at
helping
the
birds
to
build
their
nests
;
soon
he
could
build
better
than
a
wood-pigeon
,
and
nearly
as
well
as
a
blackbird
,
though
never
did
he
satisfy
the
finches
,
and
he
made
nice
little
water-troughs
near
the
nests
and
dug
up
worms
for
the
young
ones
with
his
fingers
.
He
also
became
very
learned
in
bird-lore
,
and
knew
an
east
wind
from
a
west
wind
by
its
smell
,
and
he
could
see
the
grass
growing
and
hear
the
insects
walking
about
inside
the
tree-trunks
.
But
the
best
thing
Solomon
had
done
was
to
teach
him
to
have
a
glad
heart
.
All
birds
have
glad
hearts
unless
you
rob
their
nests
,
and
so
,
as
they
were
the
only
kind
of
heart
Solomon
knew
about
,
it
was
easy
to
him
to
teach
Peter
how
to
have
one
.
Peter
's
heart
was
so
glad
that
he
felt
he
must
sing
all
day
long
,
just
as
the
birds
sing
for
joy
,
but
,
being
partly
human
,
he
needed
an
instrument
,
so
he
made
a
pipe
of
reeds
,
and
he
used
to
sit
by
the
shore
of
the
island
of
an
evening
,
practising
the
sough
of
the
wind
and
the
ripple
of
the
water
,
and
catching
handfuls
of
the
shine
of
the
moon
,
and
he
put
them
all
in
his
pipe
and
played
them
so
beautifully
that
even
the
birds
were
deceived
,
and
they
would
say
to
each
other
,
'
Was
that
a
fish
leaping
in
the
water
or
was
it
Peter
playing
leaping
fish
on
his
pipe
?
'
And
sometimes
he
played
the
birth
of
birds
,
and
then
the
mothers
would
turn
round
in
their
nests
to
see
whether
they
had
laid
an
egg
.
If
you
are
a
child
of
the
Gardens
you
must
know
the
chestnut-tree
near
the
bridge
,
which
comes
out
in
flower
first
of
all
the
chestnuts
,
but
perhaps
you
have
not
heard
why
this
tree
leads
the
way
.
It
is
because
Peter
wearies
for
summer
and
plays
that
it
has
come
,
and
the
chestnut
being
so
near
,
hears
him
and
is
cheated
.
But
as
Peter
sat
by
the
shore
tootling
divinely
on
his
pipe
he
sometimes
fell
into
sad
thoughts
,
and
then
the
music
became
sad
also
,
and
the
reason
of
all
this
sadness
was
that
he
could
not
reach
the
Gardens
,
though
he
could
see
them
through
the
arch
of
the
bridge
.
He
knew
he
could
never
be
a
real
human
again
,
and
scarcely
wanted
to
be
one
,
but
oh
!
how
he
longed
to
play
as
other
children
play
,
and
of
course
there
is
no
such
lovely
place
to
play
in
as
the
Gardens
.
The
birds
brought
him
news
of
how
boys
and
girls
play
,
and
wistful
tears
started
in
Peter
's
eyes
.
Perhaps
you
wonder
why
he
did
not
swim
across
.
The
reason
was
that
he
could
not
swim
.
He
wanted
to
know
how
to
swim
,
but
no
one
on
the
island
knew
the
way
except
the
ducks
,
and
they
are
so
stupid
.
They
were
quite
willing
to
teach
him
,
but
all
they
could
say
about
it
was
,
'
You
sit
down
on
the
top
of
the
water
in
this
way
,
and
then
you
kick
out
like
that
.
'
Peter
tried
it
often
,
but
always
before
he
could
kick
out
he
sank
.
What
he
really
needed
to
know
was
how
you
sit
on
the
water
without
sinking
,
and
they
said
it
was
quite
impossible
to
explain
such
an
easy
thing
as
that
.
Occasionally
swans
touched
on
the
island
,
and
he
would
give
them
all
his
day
's
food
and
then
ask
them
how
they
sat
on
the
water
,
but
as
soon
as
he
had
no
more
to
give
them
the
hateful
things
hissed
at
him
and
sailed
away
.
Once
he
really
thought
he
had
discovered
a
way
of
reaching
the
Gardens
.
A
wonderful
white
thing
,
like
a
runaway
newspaper
,
floated
high
over
the
island
and
then
tumbled
,
rolling
over
and
over
after
the
manner
of
a
bird
that
has
broken
its
wing
.
Peter
was
so
frightened
that
he
hid
,
but
the
birds
told
him
it
was
only
a
kite
,
and
what
a
kite
is
,
and
that
it
must
have
tugged
its
string
out
of
a
boy
's
hand
,
and
soared
away
.
After
that
they
laughed
at
Peter
for
being
so
fond
of
the
kite
;
he
loved
it
so
much
that
he
even
slept
with
one
hand
on
it
,
and
I
think
this
was
pathetic
and
pretty
,
for
the
reason
he
loved
it
was
because
it
had
belonged
to
a
real
boy
.
To
the
birds
this
was
a
very
poor
reason
,
but
the
older
ones
felt
grateful
to
him
at
this
time
because
he
had
nursed
a
number
of
fledglings
through
the
German
measles
,
and
they
offered
to
show
him
how
birds
fly
a
kite
.
So
six
of
them
took
the
end
of
the
string
in
their
beaks
and
flew
away
with
it
;
and
to
his
amazement
it
flew
after
them
and
went
even
higher
than
they
.
Peter
screamed
out
,
'D
o
it
again
!
'
and
with
great
good-nature
they
did
it
several
times
,
and
always
instead
of
thanking
them
he
cried
,
'D
o
it
again
!
'
which
shows
that
even
now
he
had
not
quite
forgotten
what
it
was
to
be
a
boy
.
At
last
,
with
a
grand
design
burning
within
his
brave
heart
,
he
begged
them
to
do
it
once
more
with
him
clinging
to
the
tail
,
and
now
a
hundred
flew
off
with
the
string
,
and
Peter
clung
to
the
tail
,
meaning
to
drop
off
when
he
was
over
the
Gardens
.
