It didn't take long to find her. She was very busy, for there is
no time in all the year when Old Mother Nature has quite so much
to do as in the spring.
"If you please, Old Mother Nature," said Peter timidly but very
politely, "I've some questions I want to ask you."
Old Mother Nature's eyes twinkled in a kindly way. "All right,
Peter," she replied. "I guess I can talk and work at the same
time. What is it you want to know?"
"I want to know if it is true that there are any other members of
the Rabbit and the Hare family besides my big cousin, Jumper, who
lives here in the Green Forest, and myself."
Old Mother Nature's eyes twinkled more than ever. "Why, of course,
Peter," she replied. "There are several other members. You ought
to know that. But then, I suppose you don't because you never
have traveled. It is surprising how little some folks know about
the very things they ought to know most about."
Peter looked very humble and as if he felt a little bit foolish.
"Is--is--is it true that way down in the Sunny South I have a
cousin who loves to spend his time in the water?" stammered Peter.
"It certainly is, Peter," replied Old Mother Nature. "He is called
the Marsh Rabbit, and he is more nearly your size, and looks more
like you, than any of your other cousins."
Peter gulped as if he were swallowing something that went down
hard.
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