ul," he said.
"I wish I had rings on my tail."

And then he wondered why everybody laughed.

XII

WHY THERE IS A BLACK HEAD IN THE BUZZARD FAMILY

Ol' Mistah Buzzard had just told the story of why he has a bald head
and is proud of it. You know he hasn't a feather on it, and it is
very, very red. It was a very interesting story, and it had been
listened to with the closest attention by a lot of the little meadow
and forest people. Unc' Billy Possum, who is Ol' Mistah Buzzard's
particular friend, both having come from "way down souf," happened
along just in time to hear the end of it.

"May Ah ask yo' a question, Brer Buzzard?" said he.

"Cert'nly, Brer Possum. Cert'nly," replied Ol' Mistah Buzzard.

"Is Buzzard really your fam'ly name?" asked Unc' Billy.

"No, Brer Possum, it isn't," replied Ol' Mistah Buzzard. Everybody
looked surprised. You see, no one ever had heard him called anything
but Buzzard. But no one said anything, and after a minute or two Ol'
Mistah Buzzard explained.

"Mah fam'ly name is Vulture," said he. "Yes, Sah, mah fam'ly name is
Vulture, but we-uns done been called Buzzards so long, that Ah don'
know as Ah would know Ah was being spoken to, if Ah was called Mistah
Vulture."

"An' do Ah understand that all of your fam'ly have red haids?"
inquired Unc' Billy.

Ol' Mistah Buzzard looked down at Unc' Billy, and he saw a twinkle in
Unc' Billy's shrewd little eyes. Ol' Mistah Buzzard grinned.

"Ah knows jes' what yo' done got in your mind, Brer Possum," said he.
"It's that trifling, no 'count cousin of mine. He's a Buzzard, or a
Vulture, if yo' like that better, jes' like Ah am, but he belongs to
another branch of the fam'ly. He has a bald haid, jes' like Ah have,
but his haid is black instead of red. That's because his grandpap was
trifling an' po' trash, jes' like he is."

Peter Rabbit pricked up his ears. This sounded like another story. He
was curious about that black-headed cousin of Ol' Mistah Buzzard, very
curious indeed. He wondered if Ol' Mistah Buzzard would have to be
teased for a story, like Grandfather Frog. Anyway, he would find out.
There would be no harm in trying.

"If you please, how does your cousin happen to have a black head?"
asked Peter as politely as he knew how.

"Because his grandpap asked too many questions," replied Ol' Mistah
Buzzard, slyly winking at the others.

Everybody laughed, for everybody knows that no one asks more questions
than Peter R