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Barbour</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: October 21, 2022 [eBook #69200]</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</p> - <p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em; text-align:left'>Produced by: Alan, Charlene Taylor and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive)</p> -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MR. WICKED WOLF ***</div> - -<div class="figcenter"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" alt="" /> -</div> - -<h1> -LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND<br /> -MR. WICKED WOLF -</h1> - -<div class="bbox"> - -<p class="c xlarge b"><i>LITTLE JACK RABBIT<br /> -BOOKS</i></p> - - -<p class="c">(Trademark Registered)</p> - -<p class="c more">BY</p> - -<p class="c">DAVID CORY</p> - -<hr class="r5" /> - -<div class="blockquot"> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit’s Adventures</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Danny -Fox</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and the -Squirrel Brothers</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy -Chipmunk</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and the -Big Brown Bear</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle -John Hare</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Professor -Crow</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Old -Man Weasel</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. -Wicked Wolf</span></p> - -<p class="large"><span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit and Hungry -Hawk</span></p> -</div> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter"> -<img src="images/fig1.jpg" alt="" /> -<p class="caption">“Here Are Some Christmas Presents,” Said the<br /> -Little Bunny.</p> -<p class="caption1"><i>Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. Wicked Wolf. Frontispiece</i>—(<i><a href="#Page_9">Page 9</a></i>)</p> -</div> - -<p class="c bb p4"> -<i>LITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS</i><br /> -<span class="more">(Trademark Registered)</span></p> - -<p class="c xxlarge"> -LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND<br /> -MR. WICKED WOLF</p> - -<p class="c p2"> -BY</p> - -<p class="c xlarge"> -DAVID CORY</p> - -<p class="c"> -Author of</p> - -<p class="c up"> -<span class="smcap">Little Jack Rabbit Books</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">The Iceberg Express</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">The Magic Soap-Bubble</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">The Cruise of the Noah’s Ark</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">The Wind Wagon</span></p> - -<p class="c p2"> -<span class="med">ILLUSTRATED BY</span><br /> -<span class="large">H. S. BARBOUR</span></p> - -<p class="c p2"> -NEW YORK<br /> -<span class="xlarge sp lsp">GROSSET & DUNLAP</span><br /> -<span class="lsp">PUBLISHERS</span></p> - -<p class="c more"> -<span class="bt">Made in the United States of America</span> -</p> - -<p class="c p2"> -<span class="smcap">Copyright, 1923, by</span><br /> -GROSSET & DUNLAP -</p> - - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph2">CONTENTS</p> -</div> - -<table class="large"> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"></td> - <td class="tdr"><span class="med">PAGE</span></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Little Fir Tree</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c1">7</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Xmas Eve</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c2">11</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Xmas Day</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c3">15</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Mr. Wicked Wolf</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c4">19</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Thinking Cap</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c5">23</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Brave Yellow Dog Tramp</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c6">27</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Santa’s Reindeer</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c7">31</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Photographer Crane</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c8">35</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Milky Way</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c9">40</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Home Again</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c10">45</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Resolutions</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c11">49</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Lonely Times</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c12">54</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Bunnysnobile</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c13">58</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Old Wedding Stovepipe Hat</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c14">62</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Policeman Dog</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c15">66</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Old Hollow Stump</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c16">70</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Mr. Miner Mole</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c17">74</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Precious Stones</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c18">78</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Three Guesses</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c19">82</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Poor Lady Love</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c20">86</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Mr. Merry Sun</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c21">90</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Bobbie Redvest</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c22">94</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Three Old Rascals</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c23">98</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">A Prisoner</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c24">102</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">The Rabbitville Trolley</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c25">106</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Farmer Daddy Longlegs</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c26">110</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Acorn Cottage</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c27">114</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Jenny Wren’s Penny</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c28">118</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Hungry Hawk</span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c29">122</a></td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl"><span class="smcap">Candy Cats and Chocolate Mice   </span></td> - <td class="tdr"><a href="#c30">126</a></td></tr> - - -</table> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span></p> - -<p class="c sp xxlarge" id="c1">LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND<br /> -MR. WICKED WOLF</p> -</div> - -<h2 class="nobreak">THE LITTLE FIR TREE</h2> - - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">The little fir tree in the wood</div> -<div class="verse indent0">All through the year has been so good,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">That now the winter time is here</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And Xmas day so very near,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The birds have chosen it to be</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A happy little Xmas tree.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p>“<span class="smcap large">Little</span> rabbit,” said Professor Jim Crow -as he opened his little Wisdom Book, “let -me read you something, for this is the season -of good cheer and happy hearts and Xmas -stockings and cranberry tarts.” And then -that wise old bird turned to page 23 and -began:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“When you hang up your stocking</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Along the chimney place</div> -<div class="verse indent0">In hope that Santa Claus will fill</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Up every little space,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Oh, don’t forget the beggar child</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Who wanders on the street,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And looks with longing eyes upon</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The window’s Xmas treat.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Do you suppose he’d like some of my -last year’s toys?” asked Little Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Of course he would,” answered Professor -Jim Crow, and he smiled to himself as -he shut his book, for he knew he had sowed -a good seed for a kindly deed in the little -rabbit’s heart. And then that old black bird -flew away, and Little Jack Rabbit hopped -home to the Old Bramble Patch and up to -his little room. And after he had looked -over all his toys he packed some in a box -and took them downstairs.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span></p> - -<p>“Mother, I’m going to the village to see -the little ragged bunny boy.”</p> - -<p>“What for?” asked Lady Love. And if -you haven’t guessed what, I’ll tell you. He -was going to give that little ragged rabbit -boy the toys so that he would have a merry -Xmas, too.</p> - -<p>“Look out for Mr. Wicked Wolf,” said -Lady Love, and then she gave the little -bunny a lollypop and kissed him good-by, -and after that away he hopped, and by and -by, after a while, he came to a shabby little -house near Rabbitville. So he knocked on -the door and pretty soon it opened and there -stood the little ragged rabbit’s mother.</p> - -<p>“Here are some Xmas presents,” said the -little bunny. “They are my last year’s best -toys, but I want your little ragged rabbit to -have a happy Xmas.” And then he hopped<span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</span> -away as fast as he could, for he was afraid -the rabbit lady was going to cry. And -maybe she did, for sometimes people cry -when they are happy, although I never -heard of their laughing when they were sad.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c2">XMAS EVE</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">To-morrow will be Xmas.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Oh, what a happy day,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For Santa Claus will empty all</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The presents from his sleigh.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And every little girl and boy</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Will have some candy and a toy.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">This</span> is the song the little canary bird sang -in her gold cage while Little Jack Rabbit -polished the front door knob and Lady -Love made the stuffing for the big turkey. -And just then the telephone bell rang and -Uncle John Hare, the old gentleman rabbit, -said, “Hello! I want to speak to Little -Jack Rabbit.”</p> - -<p>“Wait a minute,” said the little Black -Cricket who had answered the telephone<span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span> -because Lady Love was busy and Little -Jack Rabbit couldn’t leave the door knob -all covered with wet polish, and she ran out -to the front porch and said:</p> - -<p>“Uncle John wants to speak to you on the -’phone.” Well, by this time, the door knob -was polished nice and dry, so the little rabbit -hopped inside.</p> - -<p>“Hello, it’s me,” said the little bunny, -although my teacher always told me to say, -“It’s I,” but never mind, Uncle John knew -what the little rabbit meant, just the same.</p> - -<p>“What do you want for Xmas?” asked -the dear, kind, old gentleman rabbit. “Tell -me a thousand things, and then you can’t -guess what I’m going to get.”</p> - -<p>So the little rabbit thought and thought, -and by and by, after a while, and maybe a -little longer, he thought of 999. But, oh<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</span> -dear me, he couldn’t think of just one more. -Wasn’t that too bad?</p> - -<p>“Well, never mind,” laughed Uncle John. -“That’s enough. And now I’ll go down to -the Three-in-one-cent Store, and to-morrow -you’ll see what I bought.” And then he -hung up the receiver and went out to the -garage, hitched up the Bunnymobile, and -pretty soon, not so very long, he reached the -Three-in-one-cent Store in Rabbitville, on -the corner of Lettuce Avenue and Popcorn -Street.</p> - -<p>“I guess I’d better go over to the bank -and get some money first,” thought the old -gentleman rabbit. So he hopped across the -street and wrote a check and then the paying -teller gave him a lot of money for it—lettuce -dollar bills and carrot cents and a -ten-carrot gold piece, and after that he<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span> -hopped back to the Three-in-one-cent Store -and went inside. And what do you suppose -was the first thing he saw? Why, a lovely -book all about Little Jack Rabbit. “I’ll -take that book,” said the old gentleman -bunny as quick as a twinkle. And then he -bought a pair of roller skates and a pair of -ice skates and a red sled and a bag of candy -and a box of lead soldiers and a big red -apple and a magic lantern. And a lot more -things besides, but, goodness me, I haven’t -got room enough in this story to put them -in, so we’ll have to wait and call up on -Christmas morning and ask him. And if -you don’t know his telephone it’s “O, O, O, -Ring Happy Bell, Old Brier Patch!”</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c3">XMAS DAY</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Merrie Xmas!” Hear the cry</div> -<div class="verse indent0">From every house beneath the sky;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And every child is up so soon</div> -<div class="verse indent0">That he can see the silver moon,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Who’s had not time to tell the sun</div> -<div class="verse indent0">That Xmas Day has just begun.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, the Old Grandfather Clock in the -hall had just struck thirteen o’clock when -Little Jack Rabbit woke up, and before he -even jumped out of bed he called out, -“Merrie Xmas, Mother.” And then, of -course, Lady Love woke up, and the alarm -clock couldn’t make up its mind whether -it would say anything or not. But after a -little while it began to sing:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Awake, awake; it’s Xmas morn,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Don’t linger in your bed;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I see a pair of roller skates,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A dandy coasting sled;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A stocking full as full can be,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And a lovely little Xmas tree.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then the little Black Cricket came -out of her crack in the warm hearth and -looked in her stocking, for she believed in -Santa Claus just the same as she always did -when she was a little young cricket and -played hop, skip and jump in the Sunny -Meadow grass.</p> - -<p>“Hurrah! Hurrah! I’ve got everything -I asked for!” shouted Little Jack -Rabbit. So you see, dear, kind Uncle John -Hare must have spent all his money at the -Three-in-one-cent Store!</p> - -<p>Well, by and by, after a while, they -heard sleigh bells outside in the Old Bramble<span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</span> -Patch, and pretty soon Uncle John Hare -jumped out of his Bunnymobile and came -into the house to give Lady Love a lovely -gold vanity bag and a pair of lorgnettes, a -kind of lollypop eyeglass, you know.</p> - -<p>And, oh, yes, oh, yes! I forgot to say he -gave the little Black Cricket a new fur piece -and the Canary Bird a bushel of bird seed. -And after that every one was happy as could -be. And just as they were all sitting down -to their Xmas dinner a knock came at the -kitchen door.</p> - -<p>“Come in if you’re not Mr. Wicked -Wolf,” said Uncle John Hare, and who do -you suppose walked in? Why, the Yellow -Dog Tramp, with a large package in his -front paws.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Merrie Xmas to you all,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And many of them, too.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</span></div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’d love to stay awhile</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And have a feast with you.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Sit right down and make yourself at -home, and a Merrie Xmas to you, Mr. Yellow -Dog Tramp,” said the little rabbits.</p> - -<p>“But you mustn’t bark,” added Lady -Love, the little rabbit’s mother, “the fairies -might come and carry away the Xmas tree.”</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c4">MR. WICKED WOLF</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, the Xmas tree didn’t run back to the -friendly forest as I feared it might in the -last story. It stayed right in the little house -in the Old Bramble Patch, and the night -after Xmas when the little Black Cricket -came out on the hearth, that dear little -Xmas tree began to sing:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Oh, I have had my heart’s delight,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’ve been a Xmas tree,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">All hung with candles shining bright</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And tinsel fair to see.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I do not miss the shady wood,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The music of the breeze,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For I have found my heart’s delight</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A little child to please.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>Well, in the morning Little Jack Rabbit -took his skates and went down to the old<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</span> -mill pond, and so did Uncle John Hare, for -he could skate mighty well, let me tell you, -even if he did have gray whiskers and a -pink waistcoat. Why, he could do the -grapevine twist and the letter S and maybe -the whole alphabet, for all I know.</p> - -<p>Well, anyway, off they went, Little Jack -Rabbit and his kind Uncle John Hare, and -when they came to the pond they put on -their skates, and then off they went over the -ice as fast as the wind, and maybe faster, -and by and by, after a while, who should -come by but Mr. Grouse. He had on his -snowshoes which kind Mother Nature had -given him.</p> - -<p>“Ha, ha,” said Uncle John Hare. “You -can’t go over the snow as fast as I can on -the ice, my man.” You see, Uncle John -Hare knew how to make up poetry and had<span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</span> -once written some in a beautiful birthday -album.</p> - -<p>“No, but I can slide over the snow just -as well as if I were on a toboggan.” And -maybe he would have shown Uncle John -Hare just what he could do, if all of a sudden, -something hadn’t happened. And isn’t -it too bad that something always has to -happen just when these two dear little rabbits -are having a nice time?</p> - -<p>And now I suppose you are wondering -what did happen, so I’ll tell you right away. -Mr. Wicked Wolf jumped out from behind -a snow drift, and said: “Ha, ha. What -shall I eat first—rabbit or grouse?” Wasn’t -that a dreadful thing to hear? Well, I just -guess it was. And then what do you think -Uncle John Hare did. Why, he just picked -up a piece of ice and hit that wicked old<span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</span> -wolf right on the end of his nose. And -then, of course, Mr. Wicked Wolf had to -wipe his eyes, for they were full of tears, -and while he was doing that the two little -rabbits skated away, and Mr. Grouse snowshoed -away, and if the skates don’t come off -and the snowshoes, too, I’ll tell you some -more in a day or two.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c5">THE THINKING CAP</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Oh</span>, dear me. I just hate to start this story, -for I must tell you something very unpleasant. -You remember in the last one Little -Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare were -skating away as fast as they could from Mr. -Wicked Wolf. But, oh, dear me. All of a -sudden, just like that, Uncle John Hare’s -skate came off. And of course that wasn’t -lucky, let me tell you. Oh, my, no. It was -simply dreadful. And when Mr. Wicked -Wolf saw the predicament, which means a -dreadful fix, you know, which the dear old -gentleman rabbit was in, he kicked up his -heels and pretty soon he was so close that -even if Uncle John Hare could have fastened<span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</span> -on his skate again he never would -have been able to get away.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Ha ha, ho ho, now I’ve got you two,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And I’ll skate you both till you’re black and blue,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And then I’ll take you home for a stew.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For Mrs. Wolf knows how to make</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A rabbit stew and a big pancake.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And, oh, dear me again, and maybe once -more, for I don’t know what’s going to happen, -and maybe it will happen before I can -write it, and then what will we all do, I -should like to know? Maybe there won’t -be any more stories.</p> - -<p>“Wait just a minute, Mr. Wicked Wolf,” -said the old gentleman rabbit, and he took -out his gold watch and chain. “It’s just -13 o’clock, and that’s a very unlucky number.” -Mr. Wicked Wolf scratched his -head, for he didn’t know what to do, and<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</span> -neither would I and neither would you if -we had been there.</p> - -<p>“I’ll wait till five minutes past 13,” said -the wicked old wolf with a grin, which -showed all his white teeth, and the gold one -which Dr. Dentist Duck had put in after -the railroad accident, which I’ll tell you -about some day if I don’t forget it.</p> - -<p>“Now put on your thinking cap,” said -Uncle John Hare. So Little Jack Rabbit -opened his knapsack and took out a little -pink worsted thinking cap and put it on -his head and pretty soon, not so very long, -before the five minutes were up, of course, -he said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Mr. Wolf, if I were you</div> -<div class="verse indent2">I wouldn’t eat a rabbit stew;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’d rather have a chicken pie</div> -<div class="verse indent2">If I were you and you were I.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</span></p> - -<p>“I never thought of chicken pie,” answered -Mr. Wicked Wolf, and the more he -thought about it the more he wanted it. So -pretty soon he said:</p> - -<p>“I’ll let you off this time if you’ll motor -me to the Farmyard.” But, oh, dear me! -Those two little rabbits didn’t want to do -that. No, sireemam.</p> - -<p>“Hurry up and decide,” growled Mr. -Wicked Wolf with a dreadful grin.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Wait a minute if you please,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’m so worried I shall sneeze,”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>said Uncle John Hare. I guess he would -have said ’most anything to gain time.</p> - -<p>Just then, all of a sudden, who should -come along but the Yellow Dog Tramp. -Wasn’t that lucky? So the little rabbits -started off in their Bunnymobile without -Mr. Wicked Wolf.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c6">BRAVE YELLOW DOG TRAMP</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span> if the brave Yellow Dog Tramp had -been a minute later perhaps and maybe the -two little rabbits would have been eaten up -in the last story. For just as he came along -Mr. Wicked Wolf grew impatient and with -a dreadful growl jumped out from behind -the Bunnymobile.</p> - -<p>And, oh, dear me. Didn’t his eyes look -fierce, and didn’t his mouth look red and his -teeth white?</p> - -<p>And if you can think of anything worse -at night than a wolf’s face, please tell me, -for I’d like to know if there is anything that -really can scare that brave Yellow Dog -Tramp.</p> - -<p>“Stop, or I’ll bite one of your rubber<span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</span> -tires,” screamed Mr. Wicked Wolf, and he -took hold with his teeth. And then what -do you think that brave Yellow Dog Tramp -did?</p> - -<p>Why, he leaned out of the automobile -and hit that wolf on the head with a monkey -wrench, and that wolf saw three million -five hundred and ninety-nine and a half -stars, and then he rolled over on the snow -and began to cry, and then the tire which he -had bitten burst and all the air came out—Oh, -dear me, now I’m saying something -which isn’t true, for the Bunnymobile had -runners in the winter and not wheels.</p> - -<p>So how could air come out of a steel -runner? No, sir, that wasn’t what happened -at all. It was this way.</p> - -<p>The old gentleman rabbit got out the air -pump and blew snow all over that wolf till<span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</span> -he was covered with a drift as high as the -Old Rail Fence and it took him all night -to dig himself out.</p> - -<p>Well, after that Uncle John Hare started -off for home, but just before he reached the -corner of Lettuce Avenue and Carrot Street, -he came across the Policeman Dog, who, -when he saw the Yellow Dog Tramp, -shouted:</p> - -<p>“Stop the car,” and this made Uncle John -Hare angry, for he knew that Policeman -Dog wanted to arrest the Yellow Dog -Tramp. So Uncle John Hare made the -Bunnymobile go so fast that the Policeman -Dog’s whistle fell out of his mouth.</p> - -<p>“That’s very kind of you,” said the Yellow -Dog Tramp, and he began to bark, and -just then a little deer came by.</p> - -<p>“Can you tell me if Santa Claus is<span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</span> -around? I have a brother who helps pull -his sleigh and I want to see him.”</p> - -<p>“I guess you’re too late, my little deer,” -said Uncle John Hare, “Xmas is over and -Santa Claus won’t come again for another -year.” And then the little deer began to -cry:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Oh, dear, it is so long to wait</div> -<div class="verse indent0">’Till Xmas comes around,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">What shall I do until the time</div> -<div class="verse indent0">When Xmas bells will sound.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Jump into my Bunnymobile,” said kind -Uncle John Hare. “You come home with -us. I have a little barn right next to my -garage where it’s nice and warm. You -shall have some hay to eat.”</p> - -<p>So the little deer jumped into the Bunnymobile -and the kind old gentleman rabbit -took him home, and on the next page you -shall hear what happened after that.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c7">SANTA’S REINDEER</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">In</span> the story before this I promised to tell -you what happened to the little reindeer.</p> - -<p>Well, after kind Uncle John Hare had -put the Bunnymobile in the garage, he led -the little reindeer into the barn and gave -him some nice hay to eat, and then he closed -the door so that Mr. North Wind couldn’t -get in, and after that the kind old gentleman -bunny went into the house, with Little -Jack Rabbit and the Yellow Dog Tramp -who was with him, you remember, in the -last story.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon the old gentleman rabbit -made the graphophone play a tune, and this -is what it was:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Meet me at the fountain when the syrups are in bloom,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the lollypops are blushing like roses red in June,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the fizzy soda water comes sparkling in the glass,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the ice cream cones are dancing like fairies in the grass.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Oh, dear me! I wish the good old summer -time were here once more, I do, for -that’s the time a Yellow Dog has something -nice to do,” and the Yellow Dog Tramp -sighed a great big sigh and lay down in -front of the open fire and fell asleep. So -Uncle John Hare blew out the electric -lights and pulled down the shades and went -to bed, and then he had a dream.</p> - -<p>And then he had a nightmare, and then -he woke himself up with a dreadful yell, -for he thought a crocodile was just going to -swallow his old wedding stovepipe hat. I -suppose the crocodile thought it was a big -chocolate drop.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</span></p> - -<p>Well, after that, the old gentleman rabbit -looked at his gold watch and chain, and as -it was nearly fourteen o’clock, and Mr. -Merry Sun was just getting up, Uncle John -Hare dressed himself and went downstairs -to tell his Japanese servant to have breakfast -as soon as possible, and then he went -out to the barn to see how the little reindeer -was getting along. And, oh, dear me! -Wasn’t he surprised to find three more reindeer -in the barn.</p> - -<p>“Why, where did you come from?” asked -the old gentleman rabbit, and he scratched -his left ear with his right hind foot, for he -couldn’t think how they ever got into the -barn.</p> - -<p>“We are Santa Claus’s deer,” they answered, -“and if you’ll hitch us up to your -old sleigh we’ll be glad to give you a ride.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</span></p> - -<p>So the old gentleman rabbit hitched them -up to his old-fashioned sleigh, and then he -put on his fur overcoat and gloves and told -Little Jack Rabbit and the Yellow Dog -Tramp to get in, too, and away they went to -the Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>And how those beautiful reindeer did go! -They tossed their long horns and threw out -their heels and the bells on the sleigh made -beautiful music. Well, by and by, pretty -soon, not so very long, they drove up in -front of the Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p>The next minute Lady Love, the little -rabbit’s mother, hopped out of the house. -And wasn’t she surprised? She hadn’t -seen Santa Claus’s reindeer for a long time, -and neither have I, not since I was a little -boy and stayed awake all Xmas eve -night.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c8">PHOTOGRAPHER CRANE</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, sir! by this time if ever a little bunny -was crazy to go sleigh riding it was Little -Jack Rabbit as he looked at the four reindeer -hitched up to the old sleigh. And -wouldn’t you love to go sleigh riding behind -four of Santa Claus’s reindeer?</p> - -<p>Well, I just guess you would, and so -would I and so would the Czar of Russia -if he hadn’t lost his throne.</p> - -<p>“Now hurry up and get on your fur overcoat,” -said the old gentleman rabbit, while -the reindeer pawed the snow and tossed -their antlers, which are their horns, you -know—until the bells on the harness began -chiming:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Down from the North come the reindeer a-flying,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Silver bells tinkle as onward they go,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Faster and faster their fleet hoofs are trying</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To race with the North Wind that blows o’er the snow,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Tinkle, tink, tinkle, and crinkle, crink, crinkle,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Swift through the snowflakes they dash in a row.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And pretty soon out came Little Jack -Rabbit with his fur overcoat, and jumping -into the sleigh sat down beside dear, kind -Uncle John Hare.</p> - -<p>“On, Dixon and Blixon! On, Bullet and -Arrow!” cried the old gentleman rabbit, -and away went the reindeer, while Lady -Love waved her calico apron from the -window and smiled to see how happy was -her little bunny boy.</p> - -<p>Well, after a while, or maybe a mile, -Little Jack Rabbit said:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</span></p> - -<p>“Let’s go down to the photographer and -have our picture taken.”</p> - -<p>“All right,” said Uncle John Hare, and -the Yellow Dog Tramp said he’d never had -his picture taken in his life and would be -tickled to death to have one to send home to -his old mother who lived in New Hampshire -and hadn’t heard from him since he’d -left home.</p> - -<p>Well, when they came to the picture place -the photographer, who was a long-legged -crane—as I told you once upon a time some -fifty stories ago, or maybe more—came out -of his little picture gallery.</p> - -<p>And, oh, my! he shivered so that he almost -spoilt the picture, for he had to bring his -camera outside because the four reindeer -and the sleigh and the two little rabbits and<span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</span> -the Yellow Dog Tramp couldn’t get into his -little shop.</p> - -<p>You see, the crane didn’t have any stockings -on and his great long legs got dreadfully -cold.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Now, look pleasant, if you please,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Excuse me while I take a sneeze!”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>and Photographer Crane almost sneezed -his head off, as he stood on one leg and -pulled the other one out of the snow way -up under his feathers. Then he sneezed -again.</p> - -<p>But, by and by, the pictures were taken, -and Uncle John Hare paid for them all, -and the Yellow Dog Tramp took his over to -the Postoffice and sent it to his mother, way -up in New Hampshire, and on the back he -wrote:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Oftentimes I’m thinking,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Mother dear, of you,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Some day when I’ve made my pile</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’ll come home in grand old style,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So be patient just a while,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Keep for me your same old smile,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Mother dear, won’t you?”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>I guess when that hobo dog’s mother received -his picture she smiled,—or maybe -she cried, for sometimes we cry when a -happy sadness comes into our heart.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c9">THE MILKY WAY</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span> let me see where we left off in the last -story. Sometimes I get all mixed up, and -perhaps I’d never get things right if I hadn’t -made a book out of these stories, so that I -can look back and see whether it was Uncle -John Hare or the Big Brown Bear, or the -Yellow Dog Tramp, or Aunt Columbia -who had to stop doing something because I -didn’t have any more room.</p> - -<div class="figcenter1"> -<img src="images/fig2.jpg" alt="" /> -<p class="caption">Little Jack Shook Paws With the Great Bear.</p> -<p class="caption1"><i>Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. Wicked Wolf.</i> <span class="pad"><i><a href="#Page_45">Page 45</a></i></span></p> -</div> - -<p>Well, here we are. The Yellow Dog -Tramp had just posted his photograph to -his dear old mother way up in New Hampshire, -and after he had thanked the postoffice -lady, who was an old maid duck, he -jumped into the sleigh and said:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Hurry on, you Reindeer,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Make the snowflakes fly,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Faster, faster, faster,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Don’t you balk or shy!”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then you should have seen how those -Reindeer went. Well, sir, they went so -fast that pretty soon their feet hardly -touched the earth, and then they didn’t -touch at all, and then, oh, me, oh, my! -They rose right up in the air just like a low -sailing rocket, over the treetops and over -the steeples, over the houses and over the -peoples. Goodness me!</p> - -<p>There goes my typewriter again making -up poetry and not putting it into verses, and -if it does it again I’m going to change the -ribbon and get one that is red, white and -blue. My typewriter must show its color -as well as a man!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</span></p> - -<p>Well, pretty soon, the old gentleman rabbit -began to get uneasy, for he wasn’t used -to sailing through the sky in a sleigh drawn -by reindeer. “What do you think’s going -to happen!” he asked anxiously.</p> - -<p>“Oh, don’t worry, Uncle John,” answered -the little rabbit. “I’ve often seen pictures -of Santa Claus riding through the air in his -sleigh.”</p> - -<p>And this quite comforted the old gentleman -bunny, you know, and he began to -smile and the Yellow Dog Tramp barked -two times and a half, and after that they -came to a snowy road right in the sky.</p> - -<p>And the hoofs of the Reindeer made a -lovely tinkling noise as they beat on the -silvery frozen path. But of course the little -rabbits didn’t know they were sliding over -the Milky Way.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</span></p> - -<p>No, indeed. And they didn’t know it was -all frozen over, either, and neither would -I have known this if a little snowbird hadn’t -told me.</p> - -<p>Well, after a while, they came to a place -where the Great Bear and the Little Bear -lived. It was way up in the Star Country, -you see, and of course it was all very -strange.</p> - -<p>But the Reindeer seemed to know the -way, and so Uncle John Hare just let them -go. And then the Great Bear, who sat on -a piece of ice that had five sharp points just -like a star, said:</p> - -<p>“Mr. John Hare, I’m glad to see you.” -And then the Little Bear, who also sat on -a five-pointed piece of ice, said: “I’m glad -to see you, Little Jack Rabbit!”</p> - -<p>And then the Reindeer stopped, for they<span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</span> -had been going around and around the two -bears all the time, you know, and the two -little rabbits hopped out of the sleigh, and -into the next story.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Up in the sky</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Ever so high</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The snowflakes crinkle and winkle,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the Moon Man winks</div> -<div class="verse indent0">With a couple of blinks,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the little stars tinkle, tinkle.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c10">HOME AGAIN</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, as soon as the two little rabbits had -hopped out of the sleigh, the Great Bear -stretched out his paw and shook hands with -Uncle John Hare and the Little Bear shook -paws with Little Jack Rabbit, and while all -this was going on, the Reindeer suddenly -started off.</p> - -<p>“Goodness gracious meebus!” exclaimed -the old gentleman rabbit, “there goes my -team of Reindeer! How are we ever going -to get home?”</p> - -<p>Now wasn’t that a dreadful fix to be in? -Well, I should say it was. Way up in a -Sky Country, in Star Land, making a call -on the Great Bear and the Little Bear!<span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</span> -And no way to get home unless you slid -down a moonbeam, and that’s a very dangerous -thing to do unless you’re a fairy and -know all about it. But don’t get worried, -for I’m going to tell you something.</p> - -<p>As soon as the Yellow Dog Tramp, who -hadn’t jumped out of the sleigh, you -remember, saw what was happening, he -grabbed up the reins and turned those Reindeer -around as quick as a wink, and pretty -soon he drove them back to the five-pointed -pieces of ice where the two little rabbits -and the Great Bear and the Little Bear -were sitting.</p> - -<p>“Come on!” said the Yellow Dog Tramp. -“Let’s get home before the Dog Star catches -us!” And away went the Reindeer down -the silver Milky Way and pretty soon they -were all safely riding over the snow through<span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</span> -the Shady Forest toward Uncle John Hare’s -house.</p> - -<p>“Now we’ll have to go back to the North -Pole,” said the Reindeer after they had -drawn the sleigh into the barn.</p> - -<p>“I’m sorry to hear that,” said the old gentleman -rabbit; “I like sleigh riding. But -of course, if you must go, you know best,” -and then the reindeer said good-by and -went away to the cold north country where -Santa Claus lives and the Xmas trees grow.</p> - -<p>And then the Yellow Dog Tramp said he -was going back to New Hampshire to see -his dear old mother.</p> - -<p>“Take this ten-carrot gold piece to her,” -said dear, kind, generous Uncle John Hare, -and that Tramp Dog almost cried with joy -and away he went back to the old homestead -in the Green Mountains.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</span></p> - -<p>Well, by this time it was pretty late and -Mr. Merry Sun had disappeared over the -Western Hills, so the two little rabbits went -into the house and Uncle John Hare hung -up his great fur overcoat and put on his -slippers and sat down before the fire to -warm his paws, and while he sat there a -little cricket came out of a crack in the floor -and began to sing:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“I’m the cricket on the hearth,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Listen while I sing,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Though it’s cold and bleak outdoors,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And Jack Frost will nip your paws</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Round the hearth it’s warm and bright</div> -<div class="verse indent0">In the fire’s golden light.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And when that little cricket looked up -she saw Uncle John Hare fast asleep and -Little Jack Rabbit, too, for they were tired -out with their long, long sleigh ride.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c11">RESOLUTIONS</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, let me see. We left Little Jack Rabbit -in Uncle John Hare’s house in the last -story, didn’t we? And Uncle John had -just brought out a nice apple pie, and the -three little grasshoppers and the tiny black -cricket had helped the dear old gentleman -rabbit eat it up. Well, after a while, Little -Jack Rabbit said he must be going, for he -wanted to get back to the Old Bramble -Patch before New Year’s Eve. So he said -good-by and hopped away, and by and by, -not so very far, he saw Professor Jim Crow -with his little Wisdom Book.</p> - -<p>“Wait a minute, little rabbit. Have you -thought about the New Year?”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</span></p> - -<p>“Oh, yes,” answered Little Jack Rabbit. -“I’ve thought a lot about it.”</p> - -<p>“Let me read you something,” said the -wise old professor and then he opened his -little Wisdom Book, but first, of course, he -put on his spectacles.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“You must make a res-o-lu-tion—</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Which means a promise to yourself—</div> -<div class="verse indent0">That you will be a rabbit</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Who will drop a naughty habit,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And do to other people what you would do for self.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then Professor Jim Crow closed his -book with a bang and flew away to read a -lesson on good manners to a naughty little -cat who wore her mother’s hat.</p> - -<p>Well, after that, the little rabbit hopped -along and by and by he came in sight of the -Old Rail Fence, and through the rails he<span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</span> -could see the Old Bramble Patch and his -mother hanging out the wash, for it was -Monday, and Lady Love washed on Monday, -and ironed on Tuesday, and sometimes -on Wednesday if Little Jack Rabbit wore -more than one shirtwaist a day.</p> - -<p>And just then he thought of what the old -crow had just read to him: “Let me hand -you the clothespins, mother dear, so you -won’t have to stoop down and wrinkle your -ear.” And this made the kind lady rabbit -laugh, for she didn’t know that her little -bunny son could make up poetry, just like -that, all of a sudden, you know.</p> - -<p>Well, pretty soon there was only one -clothespin left and two stockings, so he ran -into the woodshed and got another clothespin -for his mother, and after that they both<span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</span> -went into the kitchen, for it was almost -lunch time.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“It’s half-past one, and the cake is done,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the prunes are stirred to a turn;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So don’t let us wait, but fill up each plate,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Or I’m afraid the sliced carrot will burn.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And, goodness gracious me! When Lady -Love heard that she looked all around to -see who was telling her what to do. But -she didn’t see anybody, and neither did the -little rabbit until he looked up at the new -clock which Uncle John Hare had given -his mother for Xmas and then the little -bunny knew who was talking, for just inside -the Cuckoo Clock House door stood the -little bird who told the time of day.</p> - -<p>Pretty soon it began to storm, and Mr. -North Wind blew great clouds of snow -around the little house in the Old Bramble<span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</span> -Patch. And sometimes he whistled down -the chimney till the little cricket in the -woodbox shivered and wished it were Summer -Time again.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Oh, Mr. North Wind blows so shrill,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Across the meadow from the hill</div> -<div class="verse indent0">That little rabbits cuddle tight</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Around the hearthstone, warm and bright,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Where now and then the cricket trills</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Of lovely spring and daffodils.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c12">LONELY TIMES</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">The old farm pump is frozen tight,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">It must have happened in the night</div> -<div class="verse indent0">When Mr. North Wind fierce and chill,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Came blowing down the big high hill.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Goodness</span> me! When the kind-hearted -farmer got up in the morning after Cocky -Doodles had sung his cock-a-doodle-do -song and went out to pump some water, he -couldn’t get any. No, siree. There was a -big icicle hanging from the pump spout, -and the water wouldn’t come out. So he -cracked off the icicle and went back into -the kitchen for a pail of hot water to pour -down the old pump, and after that the water -came out of the spout and Mrs. Cow got a<span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</span> -drink of water, although she had to wait -until the clock struck half-past eight.</p> - -<p>And, oh, dear me! It was just as cold -over at the Old Bramble Patch and Lady -Love had a dreadful time getting breakfast, -for Mr. North Wind kept blowing -down the chimney and sending the ashes all -over the floor, and this made Lady Love -dreadfully nervous, for she always liked to -have her kitchen spick and span and cook -her food on the Hoover plan.</p> - -<p>Well, after breakfast was over, Little -Jack Rabbit hopped out doors, for he wasn’t -afraid of the cold. Oh, my, no. His little -white fur overcoat kept him as warm as -toast. And just as he was going to hop -along the little path he saw Charlie Chickadee -and Jimmy Junko flying here and there -in the Old Bramble Patch.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</span></p> - -<p>“You don’t mind if we eat up the old -dried berries, do you?” asked the little -Chickadee, “for there isn’t much to find -when the ground is covered with snow.”</p> - -<div class="figcenter1"> -<img src="images/fig3.jpg" alt="" /> -<p class="caption">“Well, I Can Sit Here As Long As You Can,”<br /> -Said Mr. Wicked Wolf.</p> -<p class="caption1"><i>Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. Wicked Wolf.</i> <span class="pad"><a href="#Page_61"><i>Page 61</i></a></span></p> -</div> - -<p>“Eat all you wish,” answered the little -rabbit, and then these two little winter birds -stuffed their pockets full of dried berries to -take home, and when they could find no -more they flew out on the Sunny Meadow -where the fluffy grass stalks stood out above -the snow, and picked off the little grass -seeds, and after that they flew away. So -the little rabbit hopped along and by and -by, after a while, he came to the old chestnut -tree where Chippy Chipmunk lived in -the summer time in a hole under the spreading -roots. But Chippy was nowhere to be -seen. Oh, my, no. All during the fall he -had been busy storing away nuts and grain<span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</span> -in his little storeroom where he would be -warm and safe from Mr. North Wind, and -have something to eat till Miss Spring came -with the whispering breezes.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Oh, dear, I’m very lonely,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">My friends are all asleep.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">In hollow trees or burrows warm</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Safe from the snowflakes and the storm,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I cannot even hear them creep,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For they are snuggled up asleep,”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>sighed the little rabbit as he hopped into -the next story.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c13">THE BUNNYSNOWBILE</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, just as Little Jack Rabbit hopped -into this story, Uncle John Hare, who was -all alone in his little white house, gave a -lonely sigh, and, as soon as he had finished -breakfast, he hopped out over the snow to -his garage to get his Bunnysnowbile. -Dear me! I forgot to mention that he had -fastened on runners in place of the four -wheels and now had a wonderful autosleighbile -or something just as good as a -bobsled going down hills.</p> - -<p>It didn’t take him long to find Little Jack -Rabbit and very soon they were gliding -along as nicely as you please. The Bunnysnowbile -behaved very well. You see, it -was such a short time after Xmas that it<span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</span> -hadn’t grown tired of looking at the Xmas -presents, like a good many little girls and -boys I know, and so it slid along over the -snow and didn’t try to climb up any telegraph -poles, and this made Uncle John -Hare feel very pleasant, so he began to sing:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“The glad New Year has come and so</div> -<div class="verse indent0">We’ll try until next year</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To be as good as we can be</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And help our friends to cheer.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>But, oh, dear me! Just then, all of a sudden, -just like that, out popped Mr. Wicked -Wolf I’ve so often told you about. And -oh, dear me! again. Didn’t he look fierce? -His collar was turned up and his mouth -was wide open, and his long, white teeth -looked so cruel that Uncle John Hare shut -his eyes, and then, I hate to tell it, the -Bunnysnowbile ran right into a big tree<span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</span> -and turned over three times and a half, and -it might have turned-over once more if it -hadn’t landed right up against an old hollow -stump.</p> - -<p>Which you’ll soon see was mighty lucky -for the two little rabbits. For when Mr. -Wicked Wolf saw them sprawling over the -snow he jumped as quick as a wink and -maybe he would have caught dear, kind -Uncle John Hare if that old gentleman rabbit -hadn’t hopped inside that stump.</p> - -<p>And before he was inside Little Jack -Rabbit was, too, so that all Mr. Wicked -Wolf could do was to sit outside and wait -for them to come out. But they didn’t. -No, sireemam, and no, sireemister. They -knew better than that, and so would I if I -didn’t have a gun and a pistol and maybe -a big long knife.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</span></p> - -<p>“Well, I can sit here as long as you can,” -said that dreadful wolf, and he licked his -lips with his long red tongue and grinned, -oh, a dreadful kind of a grin.</p> - -<p>“Very well, then,” replied Uncle John -Hare. “If you want to sit in the cold snow, -do so,” and then the old gentleman rabbit -took off his old wedding stovepipe hat and -blocked up the hole in the hollow stump so -that the wolf couldn’t see what was going -on inside, you know. And then the old -gentleman rabbit looked around to see if -there was any way to get out.</p> - -<p>Well, by and by, after a while, Little -Jack Rabbit found a small hole in the back -of the stump, and taking his pickaxe out of -his knapsack, set to work to dig a hole big -enough to squeeze through, into the next -story.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c14">THE OLD WEDDING STOVEPIPE<br /> -HAT</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">You</span> remember where we left off in the last -story, I hope. But in case you don’t, I’ll -tell you. Little Jack Rabbit and dear, -kind Uncle John Hare were hiding in a -hollow stump and Mr. Wicked Wolf was -sitting outside waiting to eat them up. But -he won’t if I can help it. No, sireebus! -Not if I have to call up the Policeman Dog -to help these two little rabbits.</p> - -<p>Well, after a while, Little Jack Rabbit -made a hole in the back of the stump -through which he and the old gentleman -rabbit could just squeeze.</p> - -<p>But before they did, the little rabbit put -his pickaxe back in his knapsack, because<span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</span> -he might have to use it some time again, -and one doesn’t find pickaxes lying around -loose, let me tell you.</p> - -<p>Not in these days when iron costs almost -as much as sugar and sugar costs more than -diamonds, and diamonds—well, I don’t -know what they cost, for I never wear any.</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear! I hate to leave my old wedding -stovepipe hat in that hole,” said dear, -kind Uncle John Hare, which you remember -he had stuffed up with his old silk hat -to keep Mr. Wicked Wolf from looking in.</p> - -<p>“We’ll make a snowball and put it there -instead,” said Little Jack Rabbit, and when -that was done, they both hopped quietly out -of the back door. But, oh, dear me. After -they were once out, they were afraid to go -any further, for Mr. Wicked Wolf would -surely see them.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</span></p> - -<p>So they hopped inside and closed up the -back hole with the old wedding stovepipe -hat, and then they didn’t know what to do. -And neither do I, so I hope somebody will -help those two poor little rabbits.</p> - -<p>Well, after a while, along came Danny -Fox. So Mr. Wicked Wolf said to him: -“You go around to the back of the stump -and see if you can find out anything, and -I’ll stay here.”</p> - -<p>Then Danny Fox crept around and as -soon as he saw Uncle John Hare’s old wedding -stovepipe hat in the hole he knew who -was inside. You bet he did, even if he -hadn’t smelt rabbit or seen little rabbit footprints -in the snow.</p> - -<p>And then, pretty soon, Mr. Wicked Wolf -pushed in the snowball and then he pushed -his head inside. But when he tried to pull<span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</span> -it out, his head, you know, not the snowball, -he couldn’t. No, sireemam.</p> - -<p>His head was stuck fast. But it isn’t very -pleasant to have a big wolf’s head inside a -hollow stump when there’s hardly room -enough for you, let me say, and of course -the two little rabbits were almost scared to -death.</p> - -<p>And when Danny Fox saw what was the -matter, he laughed so hard that he rolled -over and over on the snow and the first -thing he knew he rolled right down the hill.</p> - -<p>Quick as a minute Uncle John Hare put -on his hat and he and Little Jack Rabbit -hopped away as fast as they could, and even -faster, and pretty soon they came to the Old -Bramble Patch, where Lady Love, the -little bunny’s mother, stood waiting for -them.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c15">THE POLICEMAN DOG</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, I hated to end my last story without -telling you what happened to the Bunnysnowbile -which the little rabbits left upside -down beside the old hollow stump where -Mr. Wicked Wolf was caught fast, you remember.</p> - -<p>But you see I didn’t have room, and -where one doesn’t have room one must leave -a lot of things to the im-ag-in-ation, which -means “make-believe,” you know.</p> - -<p>Well, at about 14 o’clock that very night -Uncle John Hare heard the big bell on the -Bunnysnowbile ringing like everything. -So he pushed up the window and stuck out -his head, and asked:</p> - -<p>“Is that my dear old snowbile?”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</span></p> - -<p>“It certainly is,” said a voice, and then -the lamps on the Bunnysnowbile grew so -bright that the old gentleman rabbit could -see who was sitting on the seat. And who -do you think it was?</p> - -<p>You can have three guesses and another -one if you guess right. It was the Policeman -Dog. Yes, sir! There he sat as fine -as you please, with his club on his lap and -his big silver badge on his coat.</p> - -<p>“It’s very kind of you to bring back my -Bunnysnowbile,” said Uncle John Hare, -and then he pulled his head in and went -down stairs and showed the Policeman Dog -how to put the snow car into the stable without -waking up the Weathercock, who wasn’t -asleep, anyway, but just minded his own -business like a well-behaved iron rooster.</p> - -<p>And then Lady Love opened the kitchen<span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</span> -door and asked the Policeman Dog to come -in and have a hot cup of carrot tea, and -after a while he said good-by and went home -to his wife and seventeen children.</p> - -<p>By and by the little rabbit said to his kind -Uncle: “Let’s go out on the Sunny Meadow -and dance in the moonlight.”</p> - -<p>But the old gentleman rabbit said no. -He had a slight touch of rheumatism in his -left hind toe and wasn’t going to take any -chances. No, sireemam.</p> - -<p>He wasn’t going to have plumbago, -ammonia or anything else just for the sake -of dancing, and I don’t blame him either.</p> - -<p>So everybody went to bed, and when Mr. -Merry Sun woke up the next morning he -had a hard time waking up Mr. John Hare, -for the old gentleman rabbit was so sound -asleep that if Lady Love hadn’t rung the<span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</span> -breakfast bell right over his head he might -have slept on until to-morrow’s story.</p> - -<p>Well, after breakfast, as Little Jack Rabbit -looked over the paper, what do you suppose -he saw? Why, a notice that Mr. -Wicked Wolf had been found with his head -caught in an old hollow stump and that Old -Man Weasel had gone home to get his axe.</p> - -<p>But when he had come back, Mr. Wicked -Wolf had already pulled the stump right -out of the ground and had gone home with -it on his head and it had taken his wife two -hours and eighty-five minutes to get it off.</p> - -<p>“Gracious me!” exclaimed Lady Love. -“Did you ever hear of such a thing!” And -then she opened the kitchen door and peeked -out. But she closed it mighty quickly, for -she didn’t wish Uncle John Hare to catch -cold in his left hind toe.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c16">THE OLD HOLLOW STUMP</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Oh</span>, dear me, how Mr. North Wind did -blow! He rocked Mrs. Oriole’s nest that -hung from the willow tree by the Old Duck -Pond back and forth till Little Jack Rabbit -thought it would come off and drop to the -ground. But it didn’t, for Mrs. Oriole -knew how to knit, let me tell you, and her -stocking-like nest clung to the old willow -tree like a thrift stamp when you try to get -it off to buy something you forgot to get before -the war began!</p> - -<p>“Well, I guess I’ll let it alone,” said Mr. -North Wind; “maybe Mrs. Oriole will -want to use it next spring. Perhaps she -used up all her wool making sweaters for -the boys over there.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</span></p> - -<p>“When do you go back north?” asked the -little rabbit, for he was thinking of the dear -old summer time, when Granddaddy Bullfrog -sat on his log and caught flies and the -darning-needles skimmed over the water.</p> - -<p>“Oh, pretty soon, not so very long,” said -Mr. North Wind. “When Miss Spring -and her little Balmy Breezes come tripping -over the Sunny Meadow, I’ll say good-by!” -And then he whistled:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“I’m a husky old wind, I am,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I could blow the shell off a clam,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I shake the shutters and bang the doors,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And curl the nails on the pussy cat’s paws.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then that boisterous old wind went -into the Shady Forest and broke a dead -limb off the old chestnut tree and nearly hit -Squirrel Nutcracker, who had come out of -his hole for a few minutes to stretch his legs.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</span></p> - -<p>Well, after that, the little rabbit hopped -along, clipperty-lipperty, and by and by he -saw Mr. Wicked Wolf. Oh, dear me. -Wasn’t that dreadful, for who wants to meet -a wolf even if his first name isn’t wicked?</p> - -<p>“Hello, little bunny. I haven’t seen you -since the last time.”</p> - -<p>“I wish you still had your head in the -Hollow Stump,” shivered Little Jack Rabbit, -and then he wiggled his little pink nose -so fast that Mr. Wicked Wolf had to shut -his eyes for fear he’d get dizzy.</p> - -<p>“Stop that,” he shouted. “My head is -going around and around and I can’t keep -my feet in one place on the ground.”</p> - -<p>“I can’t either,” said the little rabbit, “I’m -so frightened.” And before that dreadful -wolf opened his eyes, Little Jack Rabbit -hopped into an old hollow stump.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</span></p> - -<p>Well, pretty soon, Mr. Wicked Wolf -opened one eye, just a little bit, you know, -and then he opened the other eye a little bit, -but he couldn’t see the little rabbit anywhere, -so he opened both his eyes, blink, -blink, just like that.</p> - -<p>“Where are you?” he asked, and he -jumped over to the hollow stump, following -the little rabbit’s footprints in the snow, -you see. But when he looked down into -the hollow stump there wasn’t any little -white shivering bunny there. No, Sireemam -and No, Sireebus and No, Siree, Mr. -Prohibition Man.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c17">MR. MINER MOLE</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, I suppose you’ve been wondering -what had become of Little Jack Rabbit -after hopping into the old hollow stump to -get away from Mr. Wicked Wolf. Well, -you haven’t wondered nearly as much as -that old wicked wolf has, let me tell you. -Why, he was so puzzled that he sat down -and took an Almanac out of his pocket and -read it all through, but even then he didn’t -know anything.</p> - -<p>“Goodness me, where has that little bunny -gone?” he said, and then he jumped right -into the old hollow stump, head first, kerplump, -just like that. Down, down he -went, until all of a sudden he landed somewhere -he didn’t just know where.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</span></p> - -<p>When, all of a sudden again, a voice said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“You robber bold, how can you dare</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To jump down here from way up there?”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“I beg your pardon,” said Mr. Wicked -Wolf, and he fixed his cravat, which was -all loose and not tied in a nice little knot, -“I’m sorry to trouble you. But the fact is -I was anxious about a little rabbit who -jumped in here a moment ago. Have you -seen him? I can’t see you, but maybe you -saw him.”</p> - -<p>“I’ll let you see me pretty soon,” said the -voice, and then Mr. Wicked Wolf began to -get afraid. At first, you see, he wasn’t -scared a bit, but when he heard the voice -say that, he began to tremble and wabble, -and his long bushy tail to droop on the -ground.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</span></p> - -<p>“Let me out; please do,” he said. “I’ll -never trouble you again.”</p> - -<p>“Very well, then, cross your heart and -repeat after me:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“I never break my promise,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For fear I’ll break my heart,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So I’ll give you my honest word,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And then we’ll kindly part,”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>said the voice, and when Mr. Wicked Wolf -had done that, the voice said:</p> - -<p>“Now turn to your right and you’ll see a -little ladder.” And sure enough there was -a little ladder running right up the inside -of the old hollow stump. And goodness -me! As soon as Mr. Wicked Wolf saw the -ladder he went up it faster than a bricklayer -with a hod of bricks on his back, and -in less time than I can tell you, he was out -on the Sunny Meadow and off for his home<span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</span> -in the Shady Forest, for he lived, you remember, -not so very far from the Big Brown -Bear’s cave.</p> - -<p>And now I suppose you are still wondering -where little Jack Rabbit was, but I had -to get rid of that dreadful wolf first before -I could tell you. Well, as soon as Mr. -Wicked Wolf was out of the stump, which -was very dark inside, you know, somebody -turned on an electric light way down at the -bottom. And who do you suppose it was? -Why, Mr. Miner Mole. It was he who -had been talking to Mr. Wicked Wolf all -the time, and now on the next page you -shall hear about Little Jack Rabbit.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c18">PRECIOUS STONES</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, as soon as Mr. Miner Mole turned -on the electric light in his cap, he said:</p> - -<p>“Little Jack Rabbit, you can come out -now, for Mr. Wicked Wolf has gone.”</p> - -<p>At once the little bunny hopped out of a -door, and now you know where he had been -hiding. I declare, it has taken me almost -three stories to tell you, but I’ve been busy -explaining what Mr. Wolf did and after -that what Mr. Miner Mole said.</p> - -<p>“I don’t know what I would have done -if you hadn’t taken care of me,” said Little -Jack Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Oh, don’t mention it,” said the kind -mole. “I’m glad you came down into my<span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</span> -mine. I’ve had luck lately. I’ll give you -a couple of diamonds and three rubies. -You can make your kind Uncle John Hare -a present of one or three, if you wish.”</p> - -<p>And then that generous mole gave these -beautiful precious stones to the little -bunny, and showed him how to climb the -ladder.</p> - -<p>“I wish I had a little cap like yours with -an electric candle in it,” said the rabbit. -“I’d wear it at night and have lots of fun.” -But the mole wouldn’t give him his lamp. -I guess he thought more of it than he did -of his diamonds and rubies.</p> - -<p>Well, pretty soon, the little bunny said -good-by and climbed up the ladder, and -when he got to the top he just peeped over -the rim of the old hollow stump, for he -thought perhaps Mr. Wicked Wolf might<span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</span> -be hanging around, but he wasn’t, so he -hopped away, clipperty-clipperty, and by -and by he thought of something.</p> - -<p>“Gracious me! I almost forgot that I -had two diamonds and three rubies.” So -he opened his knapsack to make sure. And -now I suppose you are saying to yourself, -“That poor dear little rabbit has gone and -lost his precious stones!” But he hadn’t. -There they were as safe as safe could be in -his knapsack, right alongside of a piece of -apple pie and a lollypop!</p> - -<p>“I might as well eat my lunch now,” he -thought, so he sat down, and pretty soon the -apple pie was gone and the lollypop, too. -And then, all of a sudden, a little bird began -to sing. It was Charlie Chickadee -but the little rabbit didn’t know it at -first:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“A nice little rabbit went down in a hole</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To see an old miner whose name was Mole,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Who wore a cap with a ’lectric light.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For his mine was dark as a closet at night.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Now why did that rabbit go down in that hole</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To see the old miner, Mr. Mole?”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then Charlie Chickadee flew down -to the ground and picked up some apple pie -crumbs which the little rabbit had dropped -when he bit off the next to the last piece of -crust.</p> - -<p>“I’ll give you three guesses,” said the -little bunny. And in the next story you -shall hear whether Charlie Chickadee -guessed right the first or the third time.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c19">THREE GUESSES</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, let me see. Oh, yes, I remember now -where we left off. It was just when Little -Jack Rabbit gave Charlie Chickadee three -guesses. Yes, sir, that’s where we left off. -The little chickadee had only three guesses -to find out why Little Jack Rabbit had gone -down the Hollow Tree Stump Mine to see -the old miner, Mr. Mole.</p> - -<p>“Are you ready?” asked the little bunny.</p> - -<p>“Yes,” answered the little chickadee, -“you went to get some gold!”</p> - -<p>“No, I didn’t,” answered the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Then you went to get some silver.”</p> - -<p>“No, I didn’t,” replied the little bunny.</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear me,” said Charlie Chickadee.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</span> -“I’ve only one guess left, and I’m sure Mr. -Mole hasn’t got a coal mine,” and then the -little bird cocked his head on one side and -looked out of the corner of his left eye to -see if he had guessed it a little bit. But -Little Jack Rabbit didn’t pay any attention—he -just took out the two big diamonds -and the three immense big rubies and -looked at them carefully. At once Charlie -Chickadee hopped up and down, and fluttered -his wings, and shouted, “I know, I -know! Ha, ha ha, ha! you went to get diamonds -and rubies!”</p> - -<p>“No, I didn’t,” said Little Jack Rabbit, -and he strapped up his knapsack and started -off for Uncle John Hare’s house, for he -wanted to give his kind Uncle a ruby, you -know, and maybe a diamond.</p> - -<p>“Goodness me, why did you go, then?”<span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</span> -asked Charlie Chickadee. “Everybody -around here knows how dangerous that -Hollow Tree Stump Mine is.”</p> - -<p>“Because Mr. Wicked Wolf was so close -to me I had nowhere to go,” answered -Little Jack Rabbit, and then he told the -little bird all that had happened. “And -now I’m off to see Uncle John Hare.” And -the little bunny shouldered his knapsack.</p> - -<p>Well, after a while he came to Carrot -Square in Turnip City, U. S. A., so he went -along for maybe three hundred and ninety-five -and a half hops till he came to Cabbage -Avenue, where on the corner stood a little -white house.</p> - -<p>“Oh, here I am, how glad I am,” sang -the little rabbit, and just then Uncle John -himself opened the front door, and when he -saw his little nephew he began to sing:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Hello, hello, how glad I am,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’m as happy as a clam</div> -<div class="verse indent0">At hightide to see you now,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So come in and tell me how</div> -<div class="verse indent0">All the folks are getting on</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And if you love your Uncle John.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Wait till I show you what I’ve got for -you.” And then the little bunny opened his -knapsack.</p> - -<p>“Well, I guess you love your old Uncle,” -said Mr. John Hare, as he looked at the -precious stones. “To-day’s my birthday. -How did you remember?”</p> - -<p>For answer the little bunny just hugged -his nice old uncle.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c20">POOR LADY LOVE</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Parson Crow sat on his tree,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Early one spring morning;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And his voice was hoarse as he said, “Caw, caw.”</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And he was sleepily yawning.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">And</span> just as Lady Love passed by that wise -old crow opened his little Wisdom Book -and began to read:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“A mossy stone will never roll,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">But always stays in the same old hole.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>Then he closed his little Wisdom Book -and stroked his beak with his black wings.</p> - -<p>“Well, my boy’s back from the army,” -said Lady Love proudly, and she took out -of her pocket a little flag and waved it up -and down. And then she took out of another<span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</span> -pocket a little silver Liberty Bell and -rang it three times, and then she hopped -away to the postoffice, for she wanted to -send a letter to Aunt Columbia about her -little son’s discharge.</p> - -<p>Well, when she reached the postoffice, the -postmistress, the old maid grasshopper I -told you about some million stories ago, who -had gone to Palm Beach for the winter, -looked out of her little stamp window and -said,</p> - -<p>“Good morning, Lady Love. What can -I do for you? Now here’s a stamp already -damp, and it’s red, white and blue.”</p> - -<p>“What a pretty little stamp,” said Lady -Love, as she put it on the envelope before -dropping her letter in the little crack in the -wall.</p> - -<p>And then she went down to the Three-in-one-cent<span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</span> -Store to buy a tea kettle. But just -as she started away for the Old Bramble -Patch, Mr. Wicked Wolf jumped out from -behind a tree. And, oh, dear me! If Lady -Love hadn’t opened her green silk parasol, -and held it in front of her, that wicked -old wolf would have eaten the carrot flowers -right off that little lady rabbit’s bonnet.</p> - -<p>“Fold up your parasol,” said Mr. Wicked -Wolf, “or I’ll tear it into fourteen different -pieces.” And, of course, this frightened -Lady Love nearly to death, for she was -very fond of her green silk parasol, let me -tell you.</p> - -<p>“If you do,” said she, “I’ll tell the Bunnyville -Regiment and they’ll hang you.” And -when Mr. Wicked Wolf heard that, he ran -away as fast as he could.</p> - -<p>“Dearie me,” said poor frightened Lady<span class="pagenum" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</span> -Love, “times are dreadful.” And she hurried -home as fast as she could hop to put -the new tea kettle on to boil for supper.</p> - -<p>And if the tea caddy doesn’t put golf balls -in the new tea pot when Lady Love isn’t -looking, I’ll tell you in the next story about -Timmy Meadowmouse.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c21">MR. MERRY SUN</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Little Timmy Meadowmouse,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Has a round ball for a house.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">It’s made of nicely woven grass,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">But it hasn’t a window pane of glass.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p>“<span class="smcap large">Hello</span>,” he said, as Little Jack Rabbit -stopped to look at a daisy. “How are you -this lovely day?”</p> - -<p>“I’m going down to the Old Duck Pond -to ask Granddaddy Bullfrog something,” -answered the little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“What are you going to ask him?” inquired -Timmy Meadowmouse.</p> - -<p>“Never mind,” replied Little Jack Rabbit, -“maybe I’ll tell you some day,” and -away he hopped, and by and by, pretty -soon, not so very long, he came to the Old<span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</span> -Duck Pond. And there, sure enough, was -Granddaddy Bullfrog sitting on his log, -winking and blinking in the sun.</p> - -<p>“Good-morning, Granddaddy Bullfrog,” -said Little Jack Rabbit, “have you had your -breakfast?”</p> - -<p>“Had my breakfast?” almost shouted the -old gentleman frog. “Why, it’s almost time -for lunch. I guess you’ve forgotten to set -your watch ahead.”</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear me,” said the little rabbit, “I -have.” So he pulled out his gold watch -and chain, the one that dear Uncle John -Hare had given him, oh, ’umpty ’leven -stories ago, you remember, and then he set -it on an hour fast, and after that he looked -up at the sky and laughed.</p> - -<p>“Now don’t get mad, Mr. Merry Sun!”</p> - -<p>“Well, I won’t get mad,” said the jolly<span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</span> -old fellow, “but I’ll tell you one thing, I -shan’t get up any earlier myself. You people -can do what you wish, but I’ve been on -time since the world began and I don’t propose -to be hurried at my age.” And then -he rolled behind a cloud just to show that -he meant what he said.</p> - -<p>“Do you think he’s angry?” asked the -little rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Not a bit,” answered Granddaddy Bullfrog. -“What does he care if the factory -whistle blows an hour earlier. He doesn’t -have to hurry. He gets up in the purple -east every day at the same time.”</p> - -<p>“No, he doesn’t,” said a voice, and there -stood Professor Jim Crow with his little -Wisdom Book.</p> - -<p>“Let me read you something,” and then<span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</span> -the wise old bird turned to page 23 and -began:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“The sun in the winter time rises late,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Sometimes it’s sixty minutes to eight;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">But when the summer time comes once more,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">He often gets up at half-past four.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And, oh, dear me! This made Granddaddy -dreadfully angry.</p> - -<p>“You don’t understand what I mean,” he -said, and in the next story you shall hear -what the old gentleman frog really meant to -say.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c22">BOBBIE REDVEST</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, let me see where we left off in the last -story. Oh, yes; now I remember. Professor -Jim Crow had just corrected Granddaddy -Bullfrog, who was dreadful angry -to think that he had made a mistake in saying -the sun got up every morning at the -same time. And, just as he was going to -say something more, a little tadpole swam -up to the log and called out:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Granddaddy Bullfrog, please take care,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The Miller’s Boy is just over there.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">He’ll throw a stone at you, I know,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">If you don’t quickly dive below.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>Well, sir, Granddaddy Bullfrog gave one -look and then, kerplunk! he dived into the<span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</span> -water. And Professor Jim Crow flew -away, and so did Little Jack Rabbit—I -mean hopped, for rabbits don’t fly—and -pretty soon he got into a dreadful scrape. -Oh, dear me! I just hate to tell you about -it, but I must, for everything the little -bunny does I write down, even if I don’t see -him do it. And do you know how I learn -so much about him? I’ll tell you. It’s because -every morning Bobbie Redvest comes -to my window and says:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Wake up, wake up, you lazy man!</div> -<div class="verse indent2">And listen to my song.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I saw your little rabbit friend</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Play tag the whole day long.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And then I go to the window and ask him -in, and give him some cracker crumbs. -And as soon as he has had his breakfast he -tells me what to write about. And if he<span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</span> -didn’t there would be many days I wouldn’t -know what Little Jack Rabbit is doing, for -I can’t run after him in the Shady Forest -all the time.</p> - -<p>And, now I’m going to tell you about the -scrape this dear little rabbit got into. Oh, -dear me again! I hope he’ll get out of it -all right! I told Bobbie Redvest to be -around to-morrow bright and early to let -me know.</p> - -<p>Well, just as Little Jack Rabbit hopped -away from the Old Duck Pond he saw the -tip of Old Man Weasel’s nose from behind -a tree, and the tip of Danny Fox’s bushy -tail behind a rock, and the left ear of Mr. -Wicked Wolf from behind a bush. Wasn’t -that too dreadful for anything? Here were -these three enemies of the little rabbit just -waiting to catch him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</span></p> - -<p>“Oh, dear, oh, dear!” said the poor little -bunny, “I’m a goner now. I know, I know -it!” But he didn’t give up hope. Oh, my, -no! He just said that to himself, you see. -Not to anybody else. And just then he -heard Bobbie Redvest sing very softly:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Under the bush, by your left hind toe,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Is a little trap door that leads below.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Jump back three feet as quick as you can.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And you will be safe, little bunny man!”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c23">THREE OLD RASCALS</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Don’t stop to ask the reason why,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Nor say “Just a minute!”</div> -<div class="verse indent0">But do the thing you’re told to do</div> -<div class="verse indent2">For all that there is in it!</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, you remember what little Bobbie -Redvest told the little rabbit to do in the -last story—to jump back three feet and hide -under the trap door beneath the bush.</p> - -<p>Well, sir, in less time than I can take to -tell it, he was under the door and hopping -down a little stairway. But he didn’t forget -to bolt the door, and it’s mighty lucky -he did, for the next minute Old Man -Weasel, Mr. Wicked Wolf and Danny Fox -ran out from behind the trees and tried to -lift up the trap door.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</span></p> - -<p>“I’ll dig a hole all around it,” said Danny -Fox, when they found they couldn’t get in. -So he set to work, and so did Old Man -Weasel, while Mr. Wicked Wolf sat down -and took out his pipe and smoked. And -whenever Danny Fox stopped to wipe the -perspiration from his face Mr. Wicked -Wolf would say, “Hurry up! The little -rabbit will be in China before you get -started!”</p> - -<p>And whenever Old Man Weasel stopped -to wipe a little piece of dirt out of his eye, -Mr. Wicked Wolf would say:</p> - -<p>“Hurry up, Old Man Weasel. Danny -Fox will get in first!”</p> - -<p>Well, by and by, after a while, Danny -Fox came to the flight of stairs, and maybe -a minute or two later, Old Man Weasel got -his head inside the hallway, but there<span class="pagenum" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</span> -wasn’t room for both of them at the same -time.</p> - -<p>“Get out of here,” said Danny Fox, “I -saw the little rabbit first.”</p> - -<p>“I won’t!” shouted Old Man Weasel. “I -saw him before you did!” And then they -started to talk and talk, till at last Mr. -Wicked Wolf put his pipe back in his pocket -and said:</p> - -<p>“You are both wrong. I saw him first.” -And he took hold of Danny Fox by the tail -and dragged him out, and Old Man Weasel, -too.</p> - -<p>“You two talkers stay here while I go -after the little rabbit,” said Mr. Wicked -Wolf, and he ran down the stairs as fast as -he could. But, goodness me! it was dark. -And every once in a while he’d knock his -head against something, but he kept on just<span class="pagenum" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</span> -the same, and pretty soon he saw a little -light ahead.</p> - -<p>And then, all of a sudden, a voice said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“What are you doing down here under ground,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">You wicked old wolf from the hill,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">You haven’t got brains to go in when it rains</div> -<div class="verse indent0">If you wake up a man when he’s ill.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“I don’t know who you are and I didn’t -know you were ill,” answered Mr. Wicked -Wolf, looking all around to see who was -talking. “Who are you, anyway?”</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c24">A PRISONER</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, before Mr. Wicked Wolf found out -who was talking to him as I meant to tell -you in the last story, he saw the tip of -Little Jack Rabbit’s tail. So he didn’t stop -to find out, but ran down the dark tunnel -as fast as he could.</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear me,” said the little rabbit to -himself, “I thought Mr. Mole would keep -him for a few minutes till I got away.” -And then the little rabbit hopped along -faster than ever, and I guess Mr. Wicked -Wolf would have caught him only the tunnel -was so low and so narrow that Mr. -Wicked Wolf had to be very careful not to -bump his head off.</p> - -<p>Well, pretty soon, the little rabbit came<span class="pagenum" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</span> -to a door, and when he opened it, he found -himself in the Shady Forest. And just then -who should come by but the Big Brown -Bear.</p> - -<p>“Oh, help me, quick!” said Little Jack -Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“How?” asked the big bear.</p> - -<p>“Roll that rock against this door,” begged -the little rabbit. “Mr. Wicked Wolf is -after me.”</p> - -<p>Then the Big Brown Bear put his -shoulder against the rock and rolled it up -against the door, and then he sat down and -said: “Whew! That was a job!” And I -guess it was, for he was all out of breath, for -the rock was as large as himself and maybe -bigger.</p> - -<p>“Let me out! Let me out!” shouted Mr. -Wicked Wolf through the keyhole, for he<span class="pagenum" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</span> -couldn’t even open the door a tiny crack -because the bear had rolled the stone up -against it as tight as could be.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“You stay in there till the 4th of July,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Away from the sun and the bright blue sky;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And maybe by then you will have grown wise</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Enough to wear spectacles over your eyes,”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>shouted the Big Brown Bear as he and the -little rabbit hopped away. Dear me! -Maybe the bear didn’t hop, but I was so excited -for fear Little Jack Rabbit wouldn’t -get away that my typewriter picked out the -wrong word.</p> - -<p>“Gracious me!” said the little rabbit, -after a while, and maybe a mile. “I guess -I’ll telephone to Uncle John Hare and tell -him what a narrow escape I’ve just had!” -So he hopped in the Hollow Tree Telephone -booth and called up “One, two, three,<span class="pagenum" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</span> -Ring Happy Bell, Rabbitville, U. S. A.” -And pretty soon he heard Uncle John Hare -say, “Hello, who is it?”</p> - -<p>“It’s me, Little Jack Rabbit,” answered -the little bunny. And then he told the dear -old gentleman rabbit what had happened -and Uncle John Hare got so excited that -he dropped the receiver on his left hind toe—the -one that had the rheumatism in it, -you remember—and this made him say -something which I won’t repeat.</p> - -<p>“Come over right away,” he said, after -rubbing his toe three times and a half.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c25">THE RABBITVILLE TROLLEY</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, I think Little Jack Rabbit would -have made Uncle John Hare a call if all of -a sudden he hadn’t stopped to listen to -Bobbie Redvest sing:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Professor Jim Crow in his little Wisdom Book</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Tells how to catch the fishes with a pin hook.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So you, Simple Simon, with your mother’s pail,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Listen to Professor Crow if you’d catch a whale.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>Perhaps I’ve made a mistake, or Professor -Jim Crow has, for this is not Mother -Goose Land.</p> - -<p>“Haven’t you made a mistake?” asked -Little Jack Rabbit as the old crow started -to read a lesson on fishing.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</span></p> - -<p>“Well, I declare,” he answered. “Maybe -I’m getting old. I’ve turned to the wrong -place.” And then he opened the book at -page 23 and read:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Dingle, dingle, trolley car,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">The Motorman is my papa,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And while he shows the greatest care</div> -<div class="verse indent0">My mother rings up every fare.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Ha, ha,” laughed Little Jack Rabbit. -“The Rabbitville trolley cars have lady -bunny conductors,” and off he hopped to -take a ride, for he had five carrot cents in -his knapsack.</p> - -<p>Well, just as he reached Rabbitville a -trolley car came by, so he held up his -striped candy cane and the motorman put -on the brakes, and then the little rabbit -hopped on board and the lady bunny conductor -rang the bell three times and a half<span class="pagenum" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</span> -and away they went to Bunnybridge, just -over Clover River.</p> - -<p>“Hello!” said a voice as the little rabbit -sat down, and there in the middle of the -car sat Squirrel Nutcracker. He was reading -the Chestnut Times and laughing over -Miss Hazel Nut’s jokes.</p> - -<p>“Come over and sit by me,” said Old -Squire Nutcracker. “Here’s something -about your Uncle.” And then he started -to read:</p> - -<p>“Mr. John Hare has just repainted his -house on the corner of Carrot Avenue and -Cabbage Square. He says he must have his -house nice and white so he can see it late -at night.”</p> - -<p>And then Squirrel Nutcracker laughed -some more, and he laughed so hard that a -hickory nut rolled out of his coat pocket<span class="pagenum" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</span> -and fell on the lady conductor’s little toe -and made her dreadfully angry, for she -thought Little Jack Rabbit had shot the nut -out of his little popgun, you know.</p> - -<p>And just then the trolley bell began to -ring like everything. Maybe there was -some one on the track.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c26">FARMER DADDY LONGLEGS</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Now</span>, let me see where we left off in the last -story. Oh, yes, I remember now. It was -just as the trolley car bell rang on the way -to Bunnybridge.</p> - -<p>“What’s the matter?” asked Squirrel Nutcracker, -for the car stopped so suddenly that -his hat came off. And then they heard the -motorman, who was a billy goat, say:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Why don’t you get out of the way</div> -<div class="verse indent0">With your cracky old wagon of hay,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Why don’t you look back</div> -<div class="verse indent0">When you’re on the track,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And not keep me waiting all day.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And who do you suppose was driving the -load of hay? Why, it was Old Farmer<span class="pagenum" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</span> -Daddy Longlegs. He was sitting on top -and saying giddap to a pair of little field -mice.</p> - -<p>“I’m very sorry, Mr. Motorman,” answered -Farmer Daddy Longlegs. “Just -wait a minute and I’ll get off the track.”</p> - -<p>And then he turned the little mice to the -right, and when the trolley car went by it -pulled off some of the hay and it fell into -the open window and covered Mrs. Duck’s -new bonnet, with the yellow roses on it.</p> - -<p>“I’ll make a wish, for every time you pass -a load of hay you must make a wish, you -know, and if you don’t tell anybody it will -surely come true,” she said with a quack.</p> - -<p>Well, by and by, after a while, they came -to Clover River, and as the trolley car -couldn’t swim it went over the bridge, and -in less than five hundred short seconds it<span class="pagenum" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</span> -stopped in Bunnybridge, on the corner of -Cookey Street and Cocoanut Avenue.</p> - -<p>“Last stop. All out,” shouted the billy -goat conductor, so all the passengers left -by the front door, for there was a big sign -in the car which said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Have your nickel ready</div> -<div class="verse indent2">When you board the car,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Get off at the front door,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">No matter where you are.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>But, oh, dear me. Just as Little Jack -Rabbit hopped to the sidewalk a deep, -growly voice said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“What are you doing over here,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">So far from the Bramble Patch?</div> -<div class="verse indent0">If I were hungry I’d eat you up</div> -<div class="verse indent0">As quick as I’d strike a match.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Oh, please don’t,” cried the little rabbit.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</span> -“Please, Mr. Wicked Wolf, let me go just -this once.” And unless Mr. Wicked Wolf -gets dreadfully hungry all of a sudden, you -shall hear what happened after that.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Mr. Wolf carries a big gunny sack</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Over his shoulder and down his back.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Whenever he catches a squirrel or hare,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">He drops him into his sack with care,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And then he says with a terrible grin,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">“I’ll eat you up before you get thin!”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c27">ACORN COTTAGE</h2> -</div> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">Mr. Wicked Wolf has a dreadful grin;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">His teeth are bright and shiny like a piece of tin;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And wouldn’t you be frightened if he should say to you;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">“I’ll eat you up before you count one billion twenty-two”?</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">Well</span>, that’s what Mr. Wicked Wolf said -just as I finished the story before this, and -I would have added a P. S. and told you, -only I was afraid you’d stay awake all night -wondering how the little rabbit would ever -get away. But never mind. I won’t let -that dreadful wolf hurt him, not if I have -to get a gun and go after him myself.</p> - -<div class="figcenter1"> -<img src="images/fig4.jpg" alt="" /> -<p class="caption">Mr. Wicked Wolf Runs Away From the Dog Tramp.</p> -<p class="caption1"><i>Little Jack Rabbit and Mr. Wicked Wolf.</i> <span class="pad"><i><a href="#p1">Page 115</a></i></span></p> -</div> - -<p>Well, the little rabbit began to count just -as fast as he could, and just as he reached -nine thousand nine hundred and maybe a -little more the Yellow Dog Tramp came by -and gave a loud bark:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container" id="p1"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Don’t hurt my bunny friend;</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Get out of here, I say.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">It’s safer far for you to be</div> -<div class="verse indent0">A million miles away.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>And when Mr. Wicked Wolf heard that -he turned around and ran home as fast as -he could, and maybe faster.</p> - -<p>“Come with me, little rabbit,” said the -kind Yellow Dog Tramp. So they went -into the wood and turned down a little path -until they came to a tiny house under a big -oak tree. And right over the front door -was a sign:</p> - -<p>“Acorn Cottage.”</p> - -<p>“Who lives there?” asked Little Jack -Rabbit.</p> - -<p>“Wait and see,” said the Yellow Dog<span class="pagenum" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</span> -Tramp, and then he knocked three times -and pretty soon a little Green Snake opened -the door. She had on a little pink bonnet -and a white apron and on the end of her -tail was a pretty gold watch.</p> - -<p>“What do you want?” she asked, for she -was a very timid little snake, let me tell you, -and was dreadfully afraid of tramps and -burglars.</p> - -<p>“My little rabbit friend would like to -find his fortune,” said the Yellow Dog -Tramp, “and I hear you are very wise -and know how to tell fortunes better than -a gypsy. So please tell my little bunny -friend where his fortune is.”</p> - -<p>“Come in,” said the little Green Snake. -So Little Jack Rabbit and the Yellow Dog -Tramp went into the little house, and pretty -soon she told Little Jack Rabbit to sit down.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</span></p> - -<p>“You have two Liberty Bonds and three -War Saving Stamps,” she said, after she -had looked at the lines in his little paw, -“and in three days and a half you will find -a bright penny under a stone on the Shady -Forest Trail. That will be the beginning -of your fortune.” And then she coiled herself -up and began to sway back and forth, -and in the next story you shall hear what -happened after that.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c28">JENNY WREN’S PENNY</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">You</span> remember in the last story as the little -Green Snake coiled herself in a ring and -swayed back and forth, she began to sing:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Under a stone on the Forest Trail</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Close to the home of a little black snail,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Is a bright new penny, so stop to-day</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And pick it up on your homeward way.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“I will,” said Little Jack Rabbit, and -then he and Yellow Dog Tramp set out, -and by and by they saw a little stone just -ahead of them. And close beside it was a -black snail in her little house which she always -carries around with her, rain or shine.</p> - -<p>“Hurrah,” cried the little rabbit, “now I<span class="pagenum" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</span> -will find my fortune,” and he pushed aside -the stone and was just going to pick up the -bright penny when a voice said:</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Don’t you touch that penny,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For it belongs to Jenny,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">To pretty little Jenny Wren</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Who lives down in the shady glen.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Oh, dear me,” sighed Little Jack Rabbit, -“I thought I could take it.”</p> - -<p>“Who are you?” asked the Yellow Dog -Tramp, looking all around to see who had -spoken, but there was no one in sight. And -just then, all of a sudden, out jumped -Chippy Chipmunk in his little striped -jacket. “That penny belongs to Jenny -Wren. She lost it this morning.”</p> - -<p>“Then why don’t you take it to her?” said -the Yellow Dog Tramp.</p> - -<p>“I’m keeping watch till she comes back,”<span class="pagenum" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</span> -answered Chippy Chipmunk. “I don’t -know where she went.” And then the little -chipmunk laughed and picked up a nut and -stuffed it into the little pocket in his left -cheek.</p> - -<p>“Well, there’s no use waiting here,” said -Little Jack Rabbit. “I must get back to -the Old Bramble Patch before sundown or -mother will worry.” And off he started, -lipperty lip, clipperty clip, but just then -who should come by but little Jenny Wren -herself. She wasn’t flying. Oh, my, no. -She was walking slowly over the ground -and looked here and there and everywhere.</p> - -<p>“Did you see a bright penny?” she asked.</p> - -<p>“It’s by that stone,” said Little Jack Rabbit. -“Close by the snail in her little shell -house.”</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</span></p> - -<p>So Jenny Wren hopped over to the stone -and picked up her lost penny, and if she -doesn’t spend it for a lemon lollypop I’ll -tell you what happened after that.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">A lollypop’s a lovely thing,</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Just like a flower in the spring.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">It grows upon the Lolly Tree</div> -<div class="verse indent2">Beside the winding river Dee.</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c29">HUNGRY HAWK</h2> -</div> - - -<p>“<span class="smcap large">I must</span> leave now,” said the Yellow Dog -Tramp, who, you remember in the last -story, had found the lost penny for little -Jenny Wren.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“Come and see me soon again,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">If it doesn’t chance to rain,”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>said Little Jack Rabbit, as he watched his -good friend run away.</p> - -<p>Well, after that, the little bunny hopped -along, and by and by he saw Timmy Meadowmouse -near his little house in the Sunny -Meadow. And if you’ve forgotten what -Timmy Meadowmouse’s house looks like -I’ll tell you. It’s like a little ball, made -out of grass, woven together on the top of<span class="pagenum" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</span> -two or three stiff stalks of meadow grass.</p> - -<p>“Hello, Timmy Meadowmouse. What -are you doing?”</p> - -<p>“Keeping a lookout for Hungry Hawk,” -he answered. “It was only a few minutes -ago he flew by, way up in the sky. Oh, -ever so high. But I don’t want to be -caught in his cruel claws,” and the little -meadowmouse shivered at the thought.</p> - -<p>“Neither do I,” said Little Jack Rabbit. -“I won’t wait, but hurry home to the Old -Bramble Patch.” And it was a good thing -he did, for just then Hungry Hawk came -sailing by and if he had seen the little rabbit -maybe he would have stooped down and -caught him then and there and maybe some -other place.</p> - -<p>“What has kept you so late?” asked Lady -Love as her little bunny son hopped up<span class="pagenum" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</span> -the garden walk to the kitchen door, where -the good lady bunny stood shading her eyes -with her left hind paw. She said nothing -when she learned how he had almost been -caught by Mr. Wicked Wolf and that the -Yellow Dog Tramp had come by just in -time. But when he said he had found a -penny, she exclaimed: “Where is it?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, dear,” answered the little rabbit, “it -belonged to Jenny Wren. She lost it this -morning, so I had to give it to her.”</p> - -<p>And just then the telephone rang.</p> - -<p>“Hello,” said Little Jack Rabbit. “Is it -you?”</p> - -<p>“It surely is,” said the old gentleman rabbit. -“What do you suppose is the matter?” -But Little Jack Rabbit couldn’t guess, and -I don’t believe you can, so I’ll tell you right -away.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</span></p> - -<p>“My Sonora won’t stop singing,” said the -old gentleman rabbit, “and the three grasshoppers -and the black cricket on the hearth -can’t sleep. So what shall I do?”</p> - -<p>“Call in the Old Red Rooster. He used -to work in a talking machine factory before -he came to you.”</p> - -<p>And that’s just what Uncle John Hare -did, and the next day he came over in his -Bunnymobile and took Little Jack Rabbit -out for a long drive.</p> -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</span></p> - -<h2 class="nobreak" id="c30">CANDY CATS AND CHOCOLATE<br /> -MICE</h2> -</div> - - -<p><span class="smcap large">After</span> the Old Red Rooster had repaired -the Sonora, he went back to the barn to dust -off the cobwebs. But, oh, dear me! All of -a sudden, he brushed down a little black -spider who had her web in the northeast -corner.</p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“You’re a very mean rooster to pull down my web,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">For now I must spin me another,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">If things must be clean you’ve no right to be mean,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">I’ve a notion to tell your good mother.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>“Please don’t,” begged the Old Red -Rooster. “She’s a very old hen and it might -worry her so she couldn’t lay an egg.”</p> - -<p>Just then Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle -John Hare drove up in the Bunnymobile, so<span class="pagenum" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</span> -the little black spider began to spin a new -web and the Old Red Rooster commenced -to dust off the top of the buggy.</p> - -<p>“Well, here we are, home again,” said -the old gentleman rabbit, and he took off -his old wedding stovepipe hat and wiped -his forehead with his blue silk polkadot -handkerchief, and after that he looked at his -gold watch and chain and fixed the diamond -horseshoe pin in his red necktie. -You see, there was a little old broken mirror -which he kept in the barn so that in case -his stovepipe hat wasn’t on straight he -could fix it before going out automobiling.</p> - -<p>As soon as the Bunnymobile was safe in -the garage he and Little Jack Rabbit went -into the house and wound up the graphophone. -And this is the song it sang:</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</span></p> - -<div class="poetry-container"> -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="stanza"> -<div class="verse indent0">“The candy cat ate a chocolate mouse,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">O dearie, dearie me.</div> -<div class="verse indent0">And the little toy dog chased the little toy cat,</div> -<div class="verse indent0">Till she climbed up a cinnamon tree.”</div> -</div> -</div> -</div> - -<p>Dear, dear me! Here we are at the end -of the book. I wonder why the pages turn -over so quickly; perhaps it is because Little -Jack Rabbit hops so fast. But never mind, -dear little reader, I am going to tell you -some more about this little bunny boy in -another book entitled “Little Jack Rabbit -and Hungry Hawk.”</p> - -<p class="r3"> -Yours for a story,</p> - -<p class="r2 large"> -<span class="smcap">David Cory</span>,</p> - -<p class="r1"> -The Jack Rabbit Man. -</p> - -<hr class="full x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="figcenter1"> -<img src="images/fig5.jpg" alt="" /> -</div> - -<div class="figcenter1"> -<img src="images/fig6.jpg" alt="" /> -<p class="caption">SOME PICTURES OF LITTLE JACK RABBIT’S<br /> -TRAVELS AND ADVENTURES</p> -</div> - -<table class="more"> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl">The three Little grasshoppers<br /> -bowed to Uncle Lucky.</td> - <td class="tdlp">Cocky Doodles and<br /> -Henny Jenny take a walk.</td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl">“Hold up Yours,” said the<br /> -Policeman Dog.</td> - <td class="tdlp">Mr. Wicked Wolf had to<br /> -shut his eyes.</td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl">“I saw Little Jack Rabbit last<br /> -night, my dear,” said the Fox.</td> - <td class="tdlp">This made Mrs. Cow laugh.</td></tr> - -<tr> - <td class="tdl">“Goodness me! 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