{"collection":"myth-cosmogony","full_text_available":true,"graph_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/api/page/gutenberg_36052/graph","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/v2/page/gutenberg_36052","id":"gutenberg_36052","license":"Public Domain (US)","rights_basis":"gutenberg_metadata_copyright_false","source":"gutenberg","source_url":"https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/36052","summary":null,"tags":["Animals -- Juvenile fiction","Category: Adventure","Category: Children & Young Adult Reading","Category: Mythology, Legends & Folklore","Fairy tales","Fantasy literature","Rabbits -- Juvenile fiction"],"text":"</pre>\n\nE-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, Mary Meehan, and the Online\nDistributed Proofreading Team (http://www.pgdp.net)\n\n\n\nNote: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this\n      file which includes the original illustrations.\n      See 36052-h.htm or 36052-h.zip:\n      (https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/36052/pg36052-images.html)\n      or\n      (https://www.gutenberg.org/files/36052/36052-h.zip)\n\n\n\n\n\nLITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE\n\nby\n\nDAVID CORY\n\nAuthor of Little Jack Rabbit's Adventures, Little Jack Rabbit and Danny\nFox, Little Jack Rabbit and the Squirrel Brothers, Little Jack Rabbit\nand Chippy Chipmunk, Little Jack Rabbit and the Big Brown Bear, Little\nJack Rabbit and Professor Crow\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n_LITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS_\n(Trademark Registered)\n\nIllustrated by H. S. Barbour\n\nNew York\nGrosset & Dunlap\nPublishers\n\nMade in the United States of America\n\nCopyright, 1922, by\nGrosset & Dunlap\n\n\n[Illustration: The Bunnymobile Horn Made Giant Rabbit Stop His Ears and\nShut His Eyes.]\n\n\n\n\nCONTENTS\n\n\n\nUNCLE JOHN HARE\n\nA USEFUL GUMDROP\n\nTHE RAGGED RABBIT GIANT\n\nJACK SPRITE\n\nTHE WOODLAND ELF\n\n\"FEE, FIE!\"\n\nTHE OLD WITCH\n\nSTRAWBERRIES\n\nMRS. ANT\n\nMORE ADVENTURES\n\nTHE WISHING EGG\n\nMAGIC BOOTS\n\nTHE TINY COBBLER\n\nFIREFLY LANTERNS\n\nINVITATIONS\n\nUNCLE JOHN HARE'S PARTY\n\nTHE LITTLE RING\n\nDOCTOR CAT\n\nTHE BIG BLACK BEAR\n\nCHICKEN CITY\n\nMRS. WILDCAT\n\nPROFESSOR CROW\n\nTHE WITCH'S SPELL\n\nTHE MAGIC FLOWER\n\nTHE RIBBON TREE\n\nTHE FAIRY CAT\n\nTHE BIG BLACK SNAKE\n\nTHE SUGAR BARREL\n\nTHE YELLOW DOG TRAMP\n\n\"ALWAYS TRUST THE FAIRIES\"\n\n\n\n\nLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS\n\n\nTHE BUNNYMOBILE HORN MADE GIANT RABBIT STOP HIS EARS AND SHUT HIS EYES.\n\nTHE WISHING EGG BRINGS NEW CLOTHES TO PROFESSOR CROW.\n\nJACK SPRITE AND FOREST FAY ARRIVE AT UNCLE JOHN HARE'S PARTY.\n\nTHE LITTLE GIRL TIED A RIBBON AROUND UNCLE JOHN HARE'S NECK.\n\n\n\n\nLITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE\n\n\n\n\nUNCLE JOHN HARE\n\n\n\"Heigh-ho,\" said Little Jack Rabbit to himself one bright morning, \"how\nhappy I'd be if I could find Uncle John Hare.\" And then, all of a sudden\nhe came to a sign by the road on which was printed in big red letters:\n\n    \"THREE MILES TO TURNIP CITY\"\n\n\"Perhaps someone there can tell me where he lives,\" and the little\nrabbit set out with a brave heart once more, and pretty soon, not so\nvery far, he came to a little house painted white, with green shutters\nand a red chimney. And, goodness me! Before he could say \"Winky pinky\"\nUncle John Hare himself opened the door.\n\n\"How did you get here all by yourself? It's a long way from the Old\nBramble Patch,\" inquired the old gentleman rabbit.\n\nWell, you can imagine how glad the little tired bunny was to find his\nuncle, and for a long time he for got to ask him how he came to leave\nthe Sunny Meadow, and why he had bought this little house in Turnip\nCity. But, by and by, his uncle explained it all by saying he wished to\npass the rest of his days in quiet, far away from the Farmer's Boy and\nDanny Fox.\n\n\"Now come around to the back of the house and I'll show you my little\ngarage,\" said the old gentleman bunny. \"I have a Bunnymobile that goes\nso fast you can't count the miles before you are home again.\" Wasn't\nthat a wonderful automobile to have? Well, I just guess it was. And\nafter the little rabbit had looked it over his uncle took him back in\nthe house and showed him the little room which was to be his as long as\nhe lived in Turnip City.\n\n\"Won't we have fine times together!\" said the old gentleman rabbit, with\na laugh. \"I've been waiting for just this happy moment. You and I can\ntravel all over together in sunshiny, snow-falling, rain-wetting\nweather.\" And he slapped the little bunny's back and gave a hop, skip\nand jump to one side, and then laughed some more, for he was as happy as\na clam at high tide, as an old fisherman used to say when I was a boy\nnot so very long ago, but just long enough to make me wish I were twenty\nyears younger, just the sam_ee_.\n\nWell, after a while, it was bedtime, and the cuckoo came out of her\nlittle clock-house and said:\n\n    \"Time for bed, you sleepy head,\n      Don't sit up too late.\n    It won't be long before my song\n      Will make the clock strike eight.\"\n\nAnd in the next story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nA USEFUL GUMDROP\n\n\nThe next morning when Little Jack Rabbit woke up for a moment he forgot\nhe was in Uncle John Hare's house, Turnip City, U.S.A. But in less than\nfive hundred short seconds he knew where he was, when the cuckoo came\nout of her little clock-house and sang:\n\n    \"Wake up, wake up! It's early morn,\n      The sun is sparkling the dew on the corn,\n    The little field mouse is looking about\n      And the little red rooster's beginning to shout,\"\n\nand his kind rabbit uncle looked in at the door and said:\n\n    \"The buckwheat cakes are sizzling hot,\n      The maple sugar's sweet,\n    So hurry up and dress yourself\n      So we'll have time to eat.\"\n\nWell, you can just bet your last Liberty bond coupon the little bunny\ndidn't linger in bed, but dressed himself as fast as a fireman and was\ndown at the breakfast table before his uncle had eaten more than\nthirteen buckwheat cakes.\n\nAs soon as the old gentleman rabbit's housekeeper, Mrs. Daisy Duck, had\ncleared away the table and made out a list for the grocer, these two\nhappy rabbits hopped into the Bunnymobile and started off for Turnip\nCity to buy sugar and flour and maybe a bag of animal crackers.\n\nWell, they had gone only just so far when they met little Red Riding\nHood on her way to her grandmother's.\n\n\"Jump in and we'll save you maybe a mile,\" said the old gentleman\nrabbit. \"But we must keep a sharp lookout for Mr. Wicked Wolf!\" So in\njumped little Red Riding Hood and then off they went. But, oh dear me!\nIn a little while they saw the big bad wolf creeping along among the\ntrees.\n\n\"Never mind,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. \"He won't dare touch us\nwhile we're in the Bunnymobile!\" But just the same he felt a little bit\nworried, let me tell you, and so would you and so would I if we met a\nwolf out automobiling.\n\n\"We'll play a little trick on him,\" said the old gentleman rabbit, and\nhe opened his tool box and took out a gumdrop as large as a baseball.\n\"Now if he comes too near I'll throw it to him and he'll snap it up, and\nbefore he knows it his long teeth will be stuck in so tight he won't be\nable to open his mouth for a week and a month!\" And the next minute this\nis just what happened.\n\n\"Here's a little gumdrop for you,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. And\nthe ugly wolf snapped it up in his teeth. But when he tried to open his\nmouth he couldn't. All he could do was to try to get it out with his\npaws, and in the next story you will hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nTHE RAGGED RABBIT GIANT\n\n\n    Oh, the Bunnymobile's a wonderful car;\n      It goes just as fast as a swift shooting star,\n    And every one says, with a toss of his cap\n      That Uncle John Hare's a lucky old chap.\n\nAnd now you remember how the last story ended; although in case you\ndon't I'll tell you. Little Jack Rabbit was riding with his dear uncle,\nMr. John Hare, of Turnip City, U. S. A.\n\nWell, pretty soon they stopped in front of a grocery store and Little\nRed Riding Hood, who was with them, you remember, jumped out and went to\ncall on her grandmother, who lived in a little house in the wood.\n\n\"Now, let me see,\" said the old gentleman rabbit, taking out of his\npocket the piece of paper on which his housekeeper, Mrs. Daisy Duck, had\nwritten the things she wanted him to buy at the grocery store:\n\n    \"I want a pound of chocolate prunes,\n      Four dozen ice cream cones,\n    A pound or two of sugar glue\n      Some raisins without stones.\"\n\n\"Here they are, Mr. John Hare,\" said the saleslady, who was a slim young\ntabby cat, and she handed him the package nicely done up with pink\nribbons. So off went the two little rabbits in their Bunnymobile. But,\noh, dear me! On their way home whom should they meet but the Ragged\nRabbit Giant of the Skyhigh Mountain. He had just climbed down to take a\nlook over Turnip City, which is on the other side of the Sippi River,\nyou know.\n\n\"Hey, hey!\" he shouted. \"Where are you going?\"\n\n\"I guess I'd better stop,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. \"I don't want\nto be impolite, but neither do I want to be foolhardy, and it certainly\nis risky talking to a giant.\" But, oh, dear me; while he was thinking\nthis over the Ragged Rabbit Giant took one long step and stood beside\nthem.\n\n\"Well, well, well,\" he said with a low bow, \"if this isn't the little\nbunny who once made me a visit.\"\n\nAnd then he laughed so loud that the trees trembled. \"What have you got\nin that paper bag tied up so nicely?\" And he stretched out his big hand\nto take it, when the old gentleman rabbit made the Bunnymobile horn go\noff just like a gun which so frightened the Giant Rabbit that he put his\nfingers to his ears and shut his eyes. And before you could say Jack\nRobinson the old gentleman bunny started up the Bunnymobile and was\nalmost home when the giant opened them again. And in the next story you\nshall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nJACK SPRITE\n\n\n\"Oh, dear me,\" said Mrs. Daisy Duck, Uncle John Hare's old lady\nhousekeeper, you know, \"why don't they get home?\" and she looked up and\ndown the road, but she couldn't see the Bunnymobile anywhere.\n\n    \"Oh, dear, oh, dear, I feel so queer,\n      I wonder what can be the matter;\n    It's quarter past eight and supper is late;\n      I'm so worried I'll never grow fatter.\"\n\nAnd then that kind-hearted, anxious duck went into the kitchen to see if\nthe lollypop cookies were burning. And just then, all of a sudden, she\nheard the honk! honk! of the Bunnymobile horn and she gave a quack of\nrelief and made the turnip tea.\n\n\"Ha, ha,\" said Uncle John Hare, stepping into the kitchen. \"Sorry we are\nlate, but we met the Ragged Rabbit Giant on our way home and were\ndetained.\" Well, pretty soon he and Little Jack Rabbit sat down to\nsupper, and when that was over they both went into the sitting room and\nmade the pianograph play a new tune.\n\nBut just then, all of a sudden, they heard a little voice at the\nkeyhole, such a tiny little low voice that at first the little rabbit\nhardly heard it.\n\nAgain the tiny voice came through the keyhole:\n\n    \"Open the door and let me in\n      I'm hardly as tall as a little tin pin.\"\n\n\"Who are you?\" asked Uncle John Hare, getting up from his chair and\ngoing over to the door. And then the little voice spoke again. \"I'm\nlittle Jack Sprite.\"\n\nSo the old gentleman bunny opened the door, and there stood the\nprettiest little fairy you ever saw. He was dressed in blue, with a tiny\ngreen cap on his head, and long pointed turned up shoes.\n\n\"I suppose you wonder what brings me here,\" he said, bowing very\npolitely. \"Well, I'll tell you. Somebody has broken the\njack-in-the-pulpit flower I live in, and while I was looking for a new\nhome I spied the little light in your window. So I said to myself,\n'Perhaps it's a firefly's lantern, then, maybe, it isn't, but I'll go\nand find out.'\"\n\nThen little Jack Sprite hopped up on a chair and crossed his legs. But\ngoodness me. He didn't half fill the chair, although it was the smallest\none in the house.\n\nAnd maybe he would have fallen asleep by and by if the two little\nrabbits hadn't sent him upstairs to bed, and in the next story you shall\nhear what happened in the middle of the night.\n\n\n\n\nTHE WOODLAND ELF\n\n\n    The little gray mouse came out of her house\n      Just at the hour of twelve.\n    And what she saw on the moonlit floor\n      Was a tiny woodland elf.\n\n\"S-s-sh!\" he said, as the little mouse blinked her eyes, frightened, I\nsuppose, at seeing such a strange sight. \"Don't wake up the little\nrabbit.\"\n\n\"What do you want?\" asked the little mouse. \"Mr. John Hare is very kind\nto me, and I don't want anything to happen to him.\"\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" laughed the little elf, only very low, of course, so as not to\nbe heard. \"How could I hurt a big rabbit?\"\n\n\"I'm not so sure about that,\" replied the little mouse. \"Sometimes\nlittle things are more dangerous than big ones,\" and she tried to look\nvery wise instead of a little bit frightened.\n\n\"Don't be worried,\" said the elf, \"I'll tell you why I'm here. Jack\nSprite, who lives in a jack-in-the-pulpit flower in the wood, is asleep\nupstairs. I must see him before the big red rooster crows at three\no'clock.\"\n\n\"Mercy me,\" said the little mousie. \"I didn't know there was a fairy\nupstairs. What's this house coming to? A fairy upstairs and a fairy\ndownstairs. The first thing you know there'll be a giant in the garage.\"\n\n\"Never mind,\" whispered the elf, walking over to the door. \"I must go\nupstairs and wake Jack Sprite. Otherwise something dreadful is going to\nhappen.\" And so up he climbed on his tiptoes to the spare room where the\nlittle fairy lay asleep in a big feather bed.\n\n\"Gracious me!\" said the elf to himself. \"I shall have to climb up the\nbedpost,\" and up he went like a telephone man, only of course he didn't\nhave any spikes in the heels of his shoes. And it was just as well he\ndidn't, for he certainly would have scratched off all the nice varnish.\n\n\"Twinkle, twinkle, firefly, like a lantern in the sky,\" he sang, very\nsoft and low. And pretty soon Jack Sprite opened his eyes and when he\nsaw the little elf, wasn't he surprised.\n\n\"Come, Jack, you must be quick. The Ragged Rabbit Giant is gathering all\nthe Jack-in-the-pulpit flowers and pretty soon there won't be one left.\"\n\n\"But how can I stop him?\"\n\n\"Come with me,\" said the little elf. \"I'll help you.\" So they both\nopened the window and slid down a moonbeam. Well, pretty soon, the\nlittle gray mouse grew impatient. So she ran upstairs to see what they\nwere about, and in the next story you shall hear what happened after\nthat.\n\n\n\n\n\"FEE, FIE!\"\n\n\n    \"The moonlight shone on the bedroom floor\n      As the little gray mouse peeked in through the door,\n\n    But the little fairy I told you about\n      Had opened the windows and just gone out.\n    So the little gray mouse had nothing to do\n      But close it again to keep out the flu.\"\n\nThen she softly stole downstairs so as not to waken Little Jack Rabbit,\nand after eating a cheese sandwich went to bed. And now I suppose you\nare wondering what became of the little elf and the tiny fairy I\nmentioned in the story before this. Well, I'll tell you right away.\nAs soon as they slid off the moonbeam, they scampered away to the\nforest where the big Ragged Rabbit Giant was stealing all the\nJack-in-the-pulpit flowers he could lay hands on.\n\n\"Now hide behind this tree and I'll creep under this bush,\" said the\nlittle elf, \"and when the Ragged Rabbit Giant comes by you blow your\npoliceman's whistle and I'll blow mine, and I guess that will so\nfrighten him that he'll never come here again.\"\n\nPretty soon, not so very long, they heard a sharp crashing of branches\nand a big thumping on the ground, and then, all of a sudden, the Ragged\nRabbit Giant appeared.\n\n    \"Fee, fie, china and delf,\n      I smell the blood of a little elf,\n    Fie, fee, left, right,\n      I smell the blood of a little sprite.\"\n\nAnd, goodness me. Little Jack Sprite and the tiny elf were so frightened\nthat they almost forgot to blow their policeman whistles. And I guess\nthey would have if a little round-eyed owl hadn't tooted:\n\n    \"Blow your whistles quick I say,\n      And frighten this Rabbit Giant away!\"\n\nGoodness me, again! Then how they did blow their whistles, and the Giant\nalmost jumped through his collar, and before you could say Jack\nRobinson, ran back to his castle and climbed into his big folding bed.\n\n\"Now I guess our Shady Forest will be as quiet as Philadelphia,\" said\nthe tiny elf. And little Jack Sprite said, \"Maybe he has left one\nJack-in-the-pulpit flower in which I can make my home.\" Then they both\ncame out from their hiding places and before very long, just a little\nwhile, Jack found a Jack-in-the-pulpit flower. So he was all right and\nas happy as could be, and as the little elf had a home in a big oak\ntree, he said good-by and ran away just as the little Red Rooster began\nto crow.\n\n\n\n\nTHE OLD WITCH\n\n\n\"Come, let's go for a ride in the Bunnymobile,\" said Uncle John Hare.\n\n    \"The wind is blowing from the west,\n      And I've got on my new pink vest,\n    We'll go through Fairy Land, I guess,\n      Maybe a thousand miles or less.\"\n\nAnd the old gentleman bunny curled his whiskers and winked at Mrs. Daisy\nDuck, his old lady housekeeper.\n\n\"Well, be sure and get back in time for supper,\" she said as he and\nLittle Jack Rabbit hopped into the Bunnymobile and rode away.\n\nBy and by, after a while, and a laugh and a smile, they came to a queer\nlittle house in the wood, so the two little rabbits hopped out and\nknocked on the door, which was opened by a little girl dressed in blue.\n\n\"Good morning,\" she said, with a courtesy. \"Come in and see\ngrandmother.\" Now her grandmother was a witch, but one of those nice\nkind witches you seldom hear about. She didn't have a crooked nose, nor\na turned-up chin, and her back wasn't humped at all. She really was very\nnice-looking, indeed, for her blue eyes were kind and her voice sweet\nand low.\n\n\"What can I do for you two gentlemen bunnies?\" she asked, taking up her\nknitting and making the needles fly so fast that they wondered how she\ncould keep from making a slip now and then, and sometimes oftener.\n\n\"We're looking for strawberries,\" answered Little Jack Rabbit.\n\n\"Oh, ho!\" said the nice old witch, \"so that's what you're after. Don't\nyou know that this isn't the time of year for strawberries?\"\n\n\"I thought they grew all the year 'round in Fairy Land,\" said Uncle\nHare.\n\n\"Well, I know where you may find some, but you'll have to sweep away the\nsnow,\" said the nice old witch. \"Go down to the meadow by the River\nSippi, and then up a little hill, on the top of which stands a tiny\nhouse. Knock on the door and ask Tim Woodman to show you his strawberry\npatch.\"\n\n\"Thank you,\" said Uncle John Hare, and he drove away with his little\nnephew and by and by they came to the little house. And sure enough,\nwhen they knocked on the door, Tim Woodman opened it. But goodness me!\nWhen they told him what they wanted, he didn't seem at all pleased. I\nguess he wanted the strawberries for himself. But anyway, when kind\nUncle John Hare offered to give him a ride in the Bunnymobile, Tim led\nthem around to the rear of his house, and taking a broom began to sweep\naway the snow. And in the next story you shall hear what happened after\nthat.\n\n\n\n\nSTRAWBERRIES\n\n\n    Tim Woodman swept away the snow\n      To find his strawberry patch.\n    Just then the wind began to blow\n\n      And broke his back door latch.\n\n\"Botheration!\" said Tim. \"I'll have to make a new one!\" Just then a\nlittle snow fairy jumped out from behind a bush and said: \"Brush away\nthe snow, Tim Woodman, and you'll find red, ripe strawberries.\" And sure\nenough he found them, and picking a quart, or maybe more, he said:\n\n    \"Tell the witch within the wood\n    I really gave you all I could.\"\n\n\"You are very kind,\" said Uncle John Hare. \"Tomorrow we'll come and take\nyou for a ride in the Bunnymobile.\" And then the two little rabbits rode\naway, carefully holding the box of strawberries, and pretty soon they\ncame to their little house, where Mrs. Daisy Duck, their old\nhousekeeper, was waiting for them.\n\nGoodness me! I wish you could have seen the strawberry shortcake she\nmade for supper. But perhaps it's just as well you couldn't, for I'm not\nsure you would have been invited to have a piece.\n\nWell, the next morning Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare set off\nagain in the Bunnymobile, and after they had gone for maybe a mile or\nmore they came to a cave, outside of which sat a queer little dwarf\ndressed in green, with a red-peaked hat on his head. His long white\nbeard was covered with snowflakes and his bright black eyes twinkled\nmerrily.\n\n\"Hello, little rabbits,\" he called out. \"What are you doing so far away\nfrom the Old Bramble Patch, U. S. A.?\"\n\n\"We are visiting Fairy Land,\" answered Little Jack Rabbit.\n\n\"Well, come in and see my tame mice,\" said the little dwarf, and he\nshook the snow from his beard and opened a little door. The two little\nrabbits hopped out of the Bunnymobile and followed him into the cave.\nGoodness me! You should have seen all the tame mice. Some were white,\nand some were gray, but they were all dressed up like little men--boots\nand breeches, coats and hats, and one little mouse carried a cane. I\nguess he was the leader of these little mice men, for they all seemed to\ndo just exactly what he did.\n\n\"I never would have invited you in,\" said the little dwarf, \"if I hadn't\ntrusted you not to tell the Farmer's big Black Cat.\"\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" laughed Uncle John Hare, \"I don't believe Black Cat has caught\na mouse since Little Jack Rabbit kicked him over.\"\n\nAnd this made the dwarf smile, for he had just read about it in a book\ncalled \"Little Jack Rabbit's Adventures.\" But he didn't have time to say\nso to Uncle John Hare, for just then the little mice began to sing the\nsong you shall hear in the next story.\n\n\n\n\nMRS. ANT\n\n\nNow let's put our heads together and try to think where we left off in\nthe last story. Oh, yes, now I remember. Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle\nJohn Hare were in the Dwarf's cave listening to the little mice sing\nabout crackers and cheese.\n\n    \"We are the mice of the little dwarf king,\n      Who has taught us so well the way to sing;\n    Tra la la la, to ro la loo,\n      The rose is red and the violet blue.\"\n\nWhen they had finished Little Jack Rabbit gave them a big piece of\ncheese and said good-by to the dwarf, and after he and Uncle John Hare\nhad gone for maybe a mile, the Bunnymobile all of a sudden, just like\nthat, stopped right in the middle of the road and wouldn't go a step\nfurther.\n\n\"What's the matter now, I wonder,\" asked the old gentleman rabbit\n\n\n\"You nearly ran over me,\" said a little voice, and there stood a tiny\nant, dressed in a pink calico gown and a purple sunbonnet.\n\n\"Goodness me!\" exclaimed Uncle John Hare, \"it's a good thing the\nBunnymobile saw you in time, because I didn't. Maybe I'd better buy\nmyself some farsighted goggles.\"\n\n\"Where are you going, Mrs. Ant?\" piped in the little rabbit.\n\nNow it happened that she was going to the baker shop in Antville which\nwas three miles away, and so were the two little rabbits, so all three\nstarted off again, and by and by, they stopped in front of the bakery\nshop.\n\n\"Thank you very kindly, gentlemen,\" said Mrs. Ant, \"it would have taken\nme a long time to have walked those three miles. Maybe some day I can do\nyou a good turn!\" And dropping them a courtesy, she went in to buy a\ncookie and maybe a jelly tart.\n\n\"Where shall we go now?\" asked the old gentleman bunny, putting on his\ngoggles and pulling up his coat collar, for it was pretty cold and Mr.\nNorth Wind was whistling through the forest.\n\n\"Let's go down to the pond to skate,\" said Little Jack Rabbit, and off\nthey went, but, oh dear me, just as they were strapping on their skates,\nwho should come along but Mr. Wicked Wolf. And poor Uncle John Hare had\nonly one skate on.\n\n    \"Oh, Mr. Wolf, don't bother me,\n      For somebody's hiding behind the tree,\n    He's looking for you with a great big gun,\n      Perhaps he's the Big Kind Farmer's Son,\"\n\nshouted Little Jack Rabbit. But Mr. Wicked Wolf didn't care. And in the\nnext story you shall hear what he said.\n\n\n\n\nMORE ADVENTURES\n\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" growled Mr. Wicked Wolf as he looked at the little rabbits.\n\"Which one shall I eat, for they both look sweet, dressed in their\npretty fur habits.\"\n\n\"You won't eat either one of us,\" said Little Jack Rabbit, taking his\npopgun from his knapsack. \"Do you remember what happened to your brother\nwhen he tried to kill little Red Riding Hood?\"\n\n\"Never mind,\" replied the big beast, creeping toward the Bunnymobile,\n\"I've learned a lot about fighting since that time.\" And he crept still\ncloser. But the little rabbit never winked an eyelash; he just waited\ntill the wicked animal was close enough to shoot off his left ear.\n\n    \"Oh, dear, oh, dear! I've lost an ear\n      What shall I ever do?\n    I never thought I would be caught\n      And made to look so queer.\"\n\nAnd that unhappy wolf turned tail and ran away.\n\n\"Well, that was a narrow escape,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. \"I\ndon't feel much like sightseeing. Let's turn the Bunnymobile around and\nget away from here. This old wolf might come back with his brother.\"\n\nSo off they went, and by and by whom should they meet but Prof. Jim Crow\nsitting on a fence.\n\n\"Goodness me!\" exclaimed Little Jack Rabbit, \"he looks just like that\nnaughty bird who when\n\n    The maid was in the garden,\n      Hanging out the clothes,\n    Hopped along the clothesline\n      And nipped off her nose.\"\n\n\"But you know I'm not that bird,\" he answered, flapping his wings. \"It\nwas a cousin of mine. Will you give me a ride in your Bunnymobile? I'll\ntell you something nice if you do.\"\n\n\"All right, jump in,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. \"What's the nice\nthing you mention?\"\n\n\"Not very far from here lives a little yellow hen in a green house. I've\nheard that she has a magic china egg which is as good as a wishing\nstone. All you have to do is to hold it in your hand and make a wish and\nthe wish comes true.\"\n\n\"Let's make her a visit,\" said Little Jack Rabbit, and off they all went\nto the yellow hen's house and if they reach there I will tell you all\nabout this wonderful wishing egg in the next story.\n\n\n\n\nTHE WISHING EGG\n\n\n\"Good morning,\" said Little Jack Rabbit as the little Yellow Hen opened\nthe door of her tiny green house. \"Uncle John and I would like to see\nyour Wishing Egg.\"\n\n\"Who told you I had a Wishing Egg?\" she asked, looking sharply at Prof.\nJim Crow.\n\n\"I did,\" answered that old black bird, with a twist of his tail.\n\n\"You're a meddlesome old person,\" cackled the little Yellow Hen, \"but as\nlong as you're all here, come in,\" and she led the way to the sitting\nroom. Over in the corner was a nest of nice clean straw, in which lay a\nbig china egg.\n\n\"Now you all come here and make a wish,\" she said, spreading her wings\nover the egg while she sang very low:\n\n    \"Wishing Egg, Wishing Egg,\n    Grant three wishes now I beg.\"\n\nBut, oh dear me. For almost a minute and a half neither Little Jack\nRabbit nor Uncle John Hare could decide what they wanted. But Prof. Jim\nCrow could. Oh, my, yes! For all of a sudden in through the window came\na silk hat and a swallow tail coat and a big diamond pin.\n\n[Illustration: The Wishing Egg Brings New Clothes to Professor Crow.]\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" he laughed, \"here are my wishes--one, two, three. Well, now\nI'm as happy as happy can be,\" and in less than five hundred short\nseconds he had them on, silk hat, swallow tail coat and big diamond pin.\n\n\"Hurry up and make your wishes,\" said the little Yellow Hen to the two\nlittle bunnies. So Little Jack Rabbit wrinkled his little pink nose and\nUncle John Hare shut his eyes, and pretty soon they must have made their\nwishes for in through the window came a lot of things--a pianograph, a\nbox of lollypops, a gold watch, a Liberty Bond and a fountain pen.\n\n\"Now, that's a pretty good day's work,\" said the old gentleman rabbit\nwith a smile, stroking his whiskers. \"But what did you wish for?\"\n\n\"Nothing at all,\" answered the little hen. \"When you know you can get\nwhatever you want by just wishing you don't want anything. But maybe\nsome day I will, and then I'll wish, never fear.\" And after that she\ncombed her yellow curls, beg pardon, I mean her feathers--with her red\ncoral comb till she looked prettier than her picture, which hung over\nthe mantelpiece in a red plush frame.\n\n\"Some day I hope we'll be able to do you a good turn,\" said kind Uncle\nJohn Hare as he and his little rabbit nephew hopped out to the\nBunnymobile. \"Any time you are in need call up 'Harebell, one, two,\nthree, Hurray! Turnip City.'\"\n\n\"Good-by,\" said the little Yellow Hen, and off they went, but Prof. Jim\nCrow flew away by himself because he wanted to show his new clothes to\nMrs. Crow before supper. And in the next story you shall hear what\nhappened after that.\n\n\n\n\nMAGIC BOOTS\n\n\nAs Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare rode along in the Bunnymobile,\nall of a sudden, just like that, they heard someone calling:\n\n    \"Oh, please come and help me out,\n      I'm caught so tight and fast\n    I haven't seen my dear old home\n      For two weeks Sunday last.\"\n\n\"Who can it be?\" asked the old gentleman rabbit in a whisper, slowing up\nthe Bunnymobile.\n\n\"I don't see anybody,\" answered his little bunny nephew, \"but there must\nbe somebody in trouble, just the same.\" And then the voice came again,\nonly louder than before:\n\n    \"Oh, please, oh, please, come rescue me.\n    I'm caught so tight in this old oak tree.\"\n\nAnd then, all of a sudden, the two little rabbits saw a tiny dwarf\nwedged in between a tree and a big rock.\n\n\"Wait a minute! We'll see what we can do,\" and in less than five hundred\nshort seconds Little Jack Rabbit and his uncle were tugging away at the\nlittle dwarf and pretty soon they had him out, all except his left foot.\n\n\"Slip your foot out of your boot,\" said the old gentleman rabbit.\n\n\"No, that would never do,\" answered the little man. \"If I should do that\nI would lose my power.\"\n\n\"Are yours magic boots?\" asked the old gentleman rabbit, looking down at\nhis own, which he considered about the finest in the world, let me tell\nyou.\n\n\"Indeed they are,\" answered the dwarf, \"they are thousand league boots.\nI can run away from a giant as easily as an automobile from a pushcart.\"\n\n\"Goodness me,\" exclaimed Uncle John Hare, \"they are certainly wonderful.\nBut what are you going to do? Stay fast to that tree all the rest of\nyour life, or walk about like other people?\"\n\nWell, this made the dwarf think pretty hard, and by and by he said:\n\"Pull me out and leave the boot. Maybe I can hop on one leg fast enough\nto get away from a giant anyway.\" So both little rabbits gave a big tug\nand out came the dwarf, but the boot was left behind, which made the\ndwarf quite unhappy until he was asked to take a ride in the\nBunnymobile.\n\n\"There's an old cobbler who lives near here,\" said the dwarf. \"Perhaps\nhe might make me a boot. I hear he's a very wonderful cobbler.\" So the\ntwo little rabbits set off to find him and soon they came to a hut in\nthe middle of the wood, on the roof of which sat a little robin\nredbreast singing. But what he said you must wait to hear in the next\nstory.\n\n\n\n\nTHE TINY COBBLER\n\n\n    \"Tick, tack, two\n    The Cobbler makes a shoe\n    That takes a stride\n    The whole world wide,\n    Tick, tack, two.\"\n\n\"Did you hear that?\" whispered the little dwarf, who in the last story\nhas lost one of his wonderful thousand league boots, you remember. And\nif you don't, please take my word for it, as there won't be space enough\nin this story to tell you how it happened.\n\n\"Let's go in and ask the price,\" said Uncle John Hare. So the two little\nbunnies and the dwarf hopped out of the Bunnymobile and went into the\nhut. On a wooden bench sat a tiny man dressed in a big leather apron and\nred-peaked hat, busily making a boot. He didn't seem a bit surprised\nwhen the door opened, and he said:\n\n    \"My little tame robin\n      Just told me that you\n    Have left in a tree,\n      Your thousand league shoe.\"\n\n\"That's right,\" answered the dwarf. \"Will you sell me the one you are\nmaking?\"\n\n\"What will you give me for it?\" asked Jim Cobbler, waxing his thread and\ndrawing it carefully through the holes he had just punched in the\nleather.\n\n\"Rubies and diamonds,\" answered the dwarf, taking a bag from his pocket.\n\"Two diamonds and three rubies, five precious stones, the like of which\nyou have never seen.\"\n\n\"I will finish the boot in a short time,\" answered Jim Cobbler, \"and\nthen you may try it on.\" And he set to work, and pretty soon, not so\nvery long, it was finished. And would you believe it, it fitted the\ndwarf perfectly and matched his other boot exactly.\n\nAnd as soon as he had paid for it, he walked outside and said in a\nsinging way:\n\n    \"Boots, boots, I would be\n    A thousand miles across the sea.\"\n\nAnd, whisk! away he went and was lost to sight before Uncle John Hare\ncould get out his spyglass.\n\n\"Well, well,\" laughed the wonderful shoemaker, coming to the door and\nshading his eyes with his hand, \"it didn't take him long to walk away.\nHa! ha! My boots are better than airships.\" I guess he thought he had\ndone a good day's work, and maybe he had, for two diamonds and three\nrubies are a fair price for one boot, although it may have a stride of a\nthousand leagues, more or less.\n\nAnd just you wait until you hear what happens in the next story.\n\n\n\n\nFIREFLY LANTERNS\n\n\n    Twinkle, twinkle, firefly,\n    Like a diamond in the sky.\n\nWell, it was mighty lucky that this firefly had her tiny lantern along\nwith her, for I don't know how the two little rabbits would have reached\nhome if she hadn't lighted the way for them, for the Bunnymobile lantern\nhad gone out, you see.\n\n\"We must buy some new ones,\" said the old gentleman bunny. \"We may be\narrested any night, and that would be most unpleasant.\" So the next\nmorning he and Little Jack Rabbit started off for Bunnyville and by and\nby, after a while, they crossed the bridge that spanned Rabbit River,\nwhich wasn't really much wider than a little brook, and stopped before a\nhardware store.\n\n\"What kind of lanterns have you?\" asked Uncle John Hare of the fat\nTurkey Gobble who kept the store.\n\n\"We have Jack lanterns, and miners' lamps, and Japanese lanterns,\nand----\"\n\n\"That'll do,\" said the little bunny, \"let's see them.\" And after looking\nat this and looking at that the old gentleman rabbit picked out two Jack\nLanterns.\n\n\"These will look scrumptious,\" he said. \"I don't believe another car in\ntown will have one.\" And then they started off again down the road to\nsee little Ben Meadow.\n\n    Now little Ben Meadow lived in a round house.\n    His first name was Ben and his last name was Mouse.\n\nSo now you know who little Ben is, but just the same I suppose you\nwonder why he would be delighted to have two rabbits call on him. Well,\nI'll tell you. It was because, in the first place, he knew that these\ntwo nice bunnies wouldn't hurt him, and in the second place, he wore a\ncollar and belt of leather studded with sharp pointed tacks, which would\nhurt anyone who tried to catch him.\n\n\"Helloa, Ben,\" said the old gentleman rabbit when the little mouse\nopened the door. \"Have you any green cheese?\"\n\n\"Maybe, but I'm not sure. It is over two weeks since the Man in the Moon\nwas here,\" answered Benjamin Meadow Mouse, for that was his whole name,\nyou know, only everybody called him \"Ben\" for short, and the little mice\ncalled him \"Bennie.\"\n\nPretty soon he came out with a piece of cheese wrapped up in a napkin\nand handed it to the old gentleman rabbit, who thanked him and said:\n\"I'm going to give a party tonight. You are invited. Come at eight and\nstay till late,\" and then he turned the Bunnymobile around and away they\nwent. Pretty soon they passed through the wood, where Bobbie Redvest had\nhis nest.\n\n\"Come to my party tonight at eight, bring Mrs. Robin and stay till\nlate,\" said Uncle John Hare, and in the next story you shall hear what\nhappened after that.\n\n\n\n\nINVITATIONS\n\n\nYou remember in the last story that Uncle John Hare was giving a party\nand had invited Benjamin Meadow Mouse and Bobbie Redvest, to be there\nearly and stay till late and bring a key to his little front gate.\n\nBut now that I come to think of it, I didn't tell you about the key. No,\nsir, I must have forgotten that. Well, you see, there was a fence all\naround Uncle John's house, and if you didn't have a key to the little\ngate, why, of course, you couldn't get in. But the old gentleman rabbit\nhad bought a thousand keys and to every one of his friends had given\none, and sometimes two, but not at the same time.\n\n\"Now who else shall we invite?\" asked the old gentleman bunny, as they\nrolled along with a laugh and a song.\n\n\"Jack Sprite,\" answered Little Jack Rabbit.\n\n\"Of course,\" laughed the old gentleman bunny, and he turned down the\nshady dell where the Jack-in-the-pulpit flowers grew, and by and by he\ncame to the one in which Jack lived.\n\n\"Oh, yes, I'll come,\" he said, \"and I'll stay late, until the rooster\ncrows at eight.\"\n\n\"All right,\" answered Uncle John Hare, \"I don't care, but don't blame me\nif I should fall asleep before that time,\" and then away went the\nBunnymobile and before very long the two little rabbits met the little\nfairy who had once upon a time, not very many stories ago, slept in the\nold gentleman rabbit's bed.\n\n    \"Come to my party, come at eight,\n    And bring your key to my little front gate.\"\n\n\"I'll be there, never fear,\" laughed the little fairy, for Uncle John\nHare was noted for his wonderful parties.\n\n\"Now that makes three,\" said Little Jack Rabbit. \"Shall we ask the\nRagged Rabbit Giant?\"\n\n\"Sh-s-sh!\" whispered the old gentleman bunny, \"don't mention his name. I\nhave only ten pounds of cheese for the rarebit. He'd eat a ton at one\nbite.\" Then they went on until they met Little Red Riding Hood.\n\n    \"Come to my party, come at eight,\n    And bring your key to my little front gate.\"\n\n\"I'll be there,\" answered Little Red Riding Hood, and she ran down to\nthe village to buy a new gown.\n\n\"Now who else?\" asked the old gentleman rabbit.\n\n\"Goodness me, yes, indeed, there's Bo Peep,\" said Billy Bunny. And in\nthe next story you shall hear about the party.\n\n\n\n\nUNCLE JOHN HARE'S PARTY\n\n\nYou remember we left off in the last story just as the two little\nrabbits were on their way to ask Bo Peep to come to their party. Well,\nshe said she would, of course, and then Uncle John Hare, the old\ngentleman bunny, went to the telephone and called up Mother Goose and\ninvited her and all the little people of Mother Goose Land to his party.\n\n    \"Come to my party, come at eight,\n    And bring your key to my little front gate,\"\n\nhe added, before hanging up the receiver, for he didn't want anybody to\nbe disappointed, you know. But they would be, just the same, if they\nforgot to bring their keys, for the old gentleman rabbit would never\nopen his front gate after eight.\n\n\"Now we had better hurry home to help Mrs. Daisy Duck get things ready\nfor tonight,\" and he changed places with his bunny nephew, who took the\nwheel and steered the Bunnymobile, while kind Uncle John Hare looked\nover the list of names to make sure no one had been left out, and pretty\nsoon, not so very long, they were home and as busy as could be getting\neverything ready for the big party.\n\nAt eight o'clock, and maybe a few minutes before, the little front gate\nbegan to rattle, and Mother Goose came up the walk, followed by\nGoosey-Goosey-Gander and the Three Blind Mice, who held on to the\ngander's tail feathers so as not to stub their toes on the front door\nstep.\n\nThen pretty soon, the lock began to rattle again, and in came Jack\nSprite and the little Forest Fay, and before 13 minutes past 8 every one\nwas there. Well, by and by it came time to cut the big birthday cake in\nwhich was hidden a little gold ring, and of course everyone hoped he\nwould find it in his piece of cake. But of course everybody except\nBenjamin Meadow Mouse was disappointed, which tells you right away who\ngot the ring.\n\n[Illustration: Jack Sprite and Forest Fay Arrive at Uncle John Hare's\nParty.]\n\nNow everything was going along as nicely as you please, when, all of a\nsudden, there came a rap-tap-a-tap at the little front gate, and Mrs.\nDaisy Duck, the old housekeeper, whispered:\n\n    \"Somebody's knocking at the gate,\n      We won't let him in because it's too late;\n    No one gets in who has lost his key\n      No matter what time the hour may be.\"\n\nBut, goodness me. The knocking kept right on, only louder and louder,\nand pretty soon a gruff voice said:\n\n    \"I'm the Ragged Rabbit Giantman\n    Open the gate as quick as you can.\"\n\n\"What shall we do?\" asked Mrs. Daisy Duck, who was a timid lady duck and\nnever felt safe unless she was out in the middle of Turnip City Lake.\n\nAnd in the next story, if that big giant doesn't break down the gate,\nI'll tell you what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nTHE LITTLE RING\n\n\n    \"If you don't open the gate, I'll step over the wall\n      It's not very high, and I'm pretty tall.\n    I guess you had better open the gate;\n      In case I get angry you'll find it too late.\"\n\n\"Oh, dear me!\" said Mrs. Daisy Duck, \"What shall we do?\"\n\nThen what do you suppose little Benjamin Meadow Mouse said? You'd never\nguess. He ran out of the house, down to the gate, and called out to that\ngreat big giant: \"Have you a little boy at home?\"\n\n\"I certainly have,\" replied the big immense giant rabbit.\n\n\"Then take this little ring to him,\" said Benjamin Meadow Mouse, handing\nover the ring which he had just found in his piece of birthday cake, as\nI told you in the last story.\n\n\"You are very kind,\" said the giant. \"I'll go home at once and give it\nto him.\" And away he went to climb up his mountain.\n\nWell, after that, the birthday party broke up, and all the little guests\nwent home, but before Benjamin Meadow Mouse said good night, Little Jack\nRabbit gave him another ring, maybe a little prettier than the one in\nthe birthday cake.\n\nThe next morning when Mr. Merry Sun looked into the window he said:\n\n    \"Wake up, wake up! little boy rabbit\n      Dress yourself in your white fur habit.\n    It's going to be a beautiful day\n      For I've driven the rain clouds all away.\"\n\n\"That's very nice of you, Mr. Merry Sun,\" said the little bunny, rubbing\nhis eyes, for he was still sleepy from the birthday party. Then, after a\nyawn or two, he jumped out of bed, and pretty soon he was downstairs\nwith Uncle John Hare, reading the Bunnyville News.\n\nWell, before very long, they were ready to go for a drive, so they\ncranked up the Bunnymobile, and started off, and by and by, after a\nwhile, and many a mile and a song and a smile, they met little Bobbie\nRedvest who told them that the Cow That Jumped Over the Moon wasn't\nfeeling very well.\n\n\"Goodness me, that's too bad,\" said the old gentleman bunny. \"I guess\nI'll get the doctor.\" So off he went, with Little Jack Rabbit, and\npretty soon, not so very far, they came to the good doctor's house on\nthe corner of Lettuce Avenue and Pumpkin Square.\n\nAnd in the next story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nDOCTOR CAT\n\n\n    Oh, Doctor Cat was very wise,\n      Oh, very wise was he.\n    He knew you'd smile in a little while\n      If tickled on the knee.\n\nWell, I hope you remember where we left off in the last story, but in\ncase you don't, Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare had gone after\nDoctor Cat to tell him that the Cow That Jumped Over the Moon was ill\nwith the rheumatism.\n\n\"That's pretty hard to cure,\" said the wise cat doctor after the little\nbunnies had explained matters. \"But I will get my little black bag and\ngo with you,\" and filling it full of little medicine bottles and boxes\nof pills he put on his coat and hat and followed the two little rabbits\nout to the Bunnymobile. Then they all started for Mrs. Cow's house in\nMeadowville, on the corner of Corn Cob Avenue and Clover Street.\n\n\"I don't know what will happen if she never can jump over the moon\nagain,\" said Little Jack Rabbit. \"Just think how disappointed all the\nlittle boys and girls will be who read Mother Goose. Maybe the Little\nDog will never laugh again and the Dish won't run after the Spoon.\"\n\n\"I'll give her a jumping powder,\" said Dr. Cat. \"That's all she needs.\nDon't worry. I once treated a kangaroo for the same trouble,\" And he\nbegan to purr as if nothing could worry him except, maybe, a big dog.\n\nWell, pretty soon they came to Mrs. Cow's house, so the doctor jumped\nout and went in. But, oh dear me, Mrs. Cow was sicker than he thought, I\nguess, for he didn't come out for fifteen minutes, and maybe more.\n\n\"How is she?\" inquired kind Uncle John Hare when the famous cat doctor\nwas once more seated in the Bunnymobile.\n\n\"She hasn't got rheumatism at all,\" he answered. \"She bumped her foot on\nthe edge of the moon, but it will be all well in a few days.\"\n\nBy and by the two little rabbits and the famous cat doctor came to a\nbridge where they found the old dog who took the toll ill with the flu.\n\n\"Let me off here,\" said Dr. Cat, \"and you can go on your way.\" So the\ntwo little bunnies crossed the bridge and stopped at a moving picture\ntheatre.\n\n\"There's going to be a show very soon,\" said a green parrot. \"Get your\ntickets. Don't be late. There won't be a seat by half past eight.\"\n\n\"Shall we go in?\" asked the old gentleman rabbit.\n\nAnd you don't suppose for a minute that Little Jack Rabbit answers \"no\"\nin the next story, do you?\n\n\n\n\nTHE BIG BLACK BEAR\n\n\nNow the Moving Picture to which Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare\nwent in the story before this was about a dog that barked at the moon\ntill the Man in the Moon threw him a bone, after which he sat out in the\nbackyard every night to catch the bones the Man in the Moon threw down\nto him.\n\n\"I wish it had been about the little bird in the Moon Man's house,\" said\nLittle Jack Rabbit. \"I don't care much about dogs.\"\n\nWell, after that they both jumped into the Bunnymobile and started off\nfor home. But, oh dear me. They had gone only a little way, just so far,\nwhen out from the wood jumped a big black bear.\n\n    \"What are you doing out here by my wood?\n      Your Bunnymobile makes a noise\n    It will wake up my cub with its rub-a-dub-dub,\n      And frighten the little bird boys.\"\n\n\"No, it won't,\" answered the old gentleman rabbit. \"Everybody in the\nShady Forest knows me. I've taken the fairies out for a drive. They like\nit.\"\n\nWell, when the Black Bear heard that he grew more sociable and pretty\nsoon he invited the two little bunnies to call. So Little Jack Rabbit\nasked him to get in the Bunnymobile, and away they went to the bear's\nhome. And after a while, they saw among the trees a cute little log\nhouse.\n\n\"That's where I live,\" said the Black Bear, and in less time than I can\ntake to tell it, they were all out of the Bunnymobile and seated in the\nparlor.\n\n\"Now wait a minute and I'll see if my little cub is awake,\" said the big\nBlack Bear, and he went to the foot of the stairs to listen.\n\n    \"Go to sleep, you naughty cub,\n      What makes you wriggle so?\n    You ought to be in Dreamy Land\n      Where pretty flowers grow.\"\n\n\"Sh-s-sh!\" said the big Black Bear, motioning to Uncle John Hare. \"Mrs.\nBear is singing him to sleep!\" So the two little rabbits tiptoed out of\nthe log cabin and hopped into the Bunnymobile, and went softly away, for\nthey knew how hard it is for mothers to get their children to sleep and\nthey didn't want to make trouble for kind Mrs. Bear.\n\nWell, pretty soon these kind little bunnies reached home, where Mrs.\nDaisy Duck, their housekeeper, stood waiting on the front porch. It was\nquite late and the Twinkle, Twinkle Star was shining down from the sky.\nAnd next time if\n\n    The Man in the Moon doesn't lose a cent\n    And so is unable to pay his rent,\n\nI'll tell you another story about these two little rabbits.\n\n\n\n\nCHICKEN CITY\n\n\nOne morning as Uncle John Hare and his bunny nephew sat on the front\nporch of their little house on the corner of Turnip Square and Lettuce\nAvenue they saw a Yellow Hen walking down the road. She had on a pink\nshawl and a purple sunbonnet and a pair of little red slippers.\n\n    \"Cackle, cackle, what do you think,\n    I went to the store to buy some ink,\n    Paper and pen a letter to write,\n    But they told me they'd all sold out last night.\"\n\n\"So here I am,\" said the little Yellow Hen. \"I must make you a call,\"\nand she hopped up on the porch and sat down in the rocking chair.\n\n\"Well, we're glad to see you,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. \"How are\nall the folks in Chicken City?\"\n\n\"The old Red Rooster has the chicken pox,\" she answered. And when the\nold gentleman rabbit heard that he was dreadfully sorry, for once upon a\ntime that very same rooster used to wake him up every morning for\nbreakfast.\n\n\"We'll take the Bunnymobile and go over to see him,\" he said. And in\nless than 500 short seconds all three of them were driving toward\nChicken City. But, would you believe it, when they reached the old Red\nRooster's house they were told he had gone for a walk on the meadow. And\npretty soon they heard him say:\n\n    \"I got over the chickenpox,\n      But I nearly had the flu\n    I'm so glad I'm well again--\n      Cock-a-doodle-do!\"\n\n\"Too bad you took all this trip for nothing,\" said the Yellow Hen.\n\n\"Not a bit of it,\" answered the old gentleman bunny. \"It's worth going a\nthousand miles to hear my old friend crow again.\" And then he and Little\nJack Rabbit jumped into the Bunnymobile and started off for home. But\nthey had gone only a little way, maybe a mile and maybe less, when they\nsaw a little pig by the road-side, eating clover tops and wagging his\nlittle curly tail to brush away the flies.\n\n\"Come, take a ride with us,\" shouted Little Jack Rabbit. So in jumped\nthe little pig and sat down on the back seat and then the old gentleman\nbunny made the Bunnymobile go twice as fast to frighten the little pig.\nBut he wasn't scared. He lay back against the nice soft cushions and\ntook a lollypop out of his pocket and made believe he was smoking a\npipe. And when the old gentleman rabbit turned around, he nearly upset\nthe Bunnymobile he was so surprised.\n\nAnd in the next story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nMRS. WILDCAT\n\n\n    The Bunnymobile went gliding along,\n    While the two little rabbits sang a song.\n    The little pig now and then joined in,\n    But, oh, dear me! his voice was thin.\n\n\"Stop that noise!\" cried somebody, all of a sudden, just like that. And\nfrom behind a bush a big wildcat jumped right out into the middle of the\nroad. And, oh dear me, again, and maybe once more, but she had dreadful\nlong teeth and sharp pointed claws.\n\n\"I won't stop,\" answered the old gentleman rabbit.\n\n\"Yes, you will,\" said the wildcat, \"and what is more I'm going to eat\nyour friend Mr. Pig.\"\n\nGoodness gracious me! That was a terrible thing to hear, especially if\nyou're a pig. And then with a leap that fierce wildcat landed in the\nBunnymobile. But, oh dear me, before she could touch him Little Jack\nRabbit picked up a big round rubber tire and threw it over that wicked\nwildcat's head, and when she tried to get it off the little air valve\nopened and blew in her eye until she couldn't see anything. And while\nshe had her eyes shut the old gentleman rabbit put a big chain around\nher waist and padlocked it to the Bunnymobile.\n\n\"Now will you be good?\" asked Little Jack Rabbit with a grin. \"We'll\ntake you to the Catnip City jail and turn you over to the Policeman\nDog.\"\n\nAnd away went the two little rabbits, but, let me tell you, before they\neven started the little pig jumped over the seat and sat down beside\nthem, for he didn't want to stay with the big wildcat. Oh, dear no! Not\neven if she were chained and padlocked.\n\nWell, pretty soon, not so very long, although it seemed a month to the\nlittle pig, they came to Catnip City, and in a few minutes after that\nthey stopped in front of the jail.\n\n\"What have you got here?\" asked the Policeman Dog, coming out with his\nclub in his right paw. \"Oh, I see, Mrs. Wildcat. I'm mighty glad you've\ncaught her.\" And he tickled her ear with his club and locked her up in a\ncell.\n\n\"She won't bother anybody for thirty days,\" said the Policeman Dog.\n\nAnd then away went the two little bunnies till they came to a farm where\na big turkey gobbler lived.\n\n    \"Gobble, gobble, gobble!\n    Cried the great big turkey cock.\n    I'd like to find some one to darn,\n    The hole in my purple sock.\"\n\n\"Give it to me and I'll take it home to my housekeeper,\" said Uncle John\nHare. And in the next story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nPROFESSOR CROW\n\n\nNow I forgot to tell you in the last story that as soon as the two\nlittle rabbits reached the farm where the big Turkey Gobbler had a hole\nin his purple sock, the little pig jumped out of the Bunnymobile and ran\naround to the pigsty, and he was in such a hurry that he forgot all\nabout thanking them for the nice ride.\n\n\"Now I hope my housekeeper, Mrs. Daisy Duck, has some purple yarn,\" said\nthe old gentleman rabbit as the Turkey Gobbler handed over the sock with\nthe hole in it, \"but if she hasn't I'll get some for her at the\nOne-Two-Three-Cent Store in Turnip City.\"\n\n\"You're very kind,\" answered the Turkey Gobbler. \"Some day I'll do you a\nfavor.\"\n\nWell, by and by, after a while, the two little rabbits came to a hill\nwhich the Bunnymobile wouldn't go up. No, siree. It just stood still and\nturned its two brass lamps around to see what the old gentleman rabbit\nwas going to do about it.\n\n\"Goodness gracious me!\" he said. \"Now what do you think is the matter.\nMaybe it wants some gasoline to drink or maybe some milk. I'm sure I\ndon't know which!\" And just then Professor Crow flew by and said:\n\n    \"What is the matter with you, I say;\n    There's a wire stretched across the way,\n    Can't you see it from where you sit?\n    The two front wheels are caught by it.\"\n\n\"So there is,\" exclaimed Little Jack Rabbit. \"Thank you, Professor\nCrow.\"\n\n\"But how can we cut the wire?\" asked the old gentleman rabbit. \"I wish\nMrs. Daisy Duck were here with her work basket; we could borrow her\nscissors.\"\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" laughed the old black crow. \"If you'll give me a ride I'll cut\nthe wire with my beak.\"\n\n\"That will be fine,\" said Uncle John Hare. \"Go ahead and cut it, and\nthen jump in and we'll take you wherever you wish.\" In a few minutes\nthat clever black bird cut the wire in two, and then the Bunnymobile\nwent up the hill as nicely as you please. And when they reached the top\nthey met a little old man with a pack on his back. He was a very queer\nlooking person, not the least like a dwarf, but much smaller than a boy.\n\n\"Take me with you, good friends,\" he said. \"I will reward you with a\npresent from my pack.\"\n\n\"Jump in,\" said Little Jack Rabbit. \"You may sit with Professor Crow on\nthe back seat.\" So the little old man crawled in, bundle and all, and\nafter a while he undid the string that tied the bag and put his hand\ninside.\n\n    \"What shall I pick from out of the bag.\n      Say what you'd like the best.\n    A watch or a ring or a diamond stud,\n      Or a purple velvet vest?\"\n\n\n\n\nTHE WITCH'S SPELL\n\n\nNow I guess Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare, the nice old\ngentleman bunny, have had plenty of time since I wrote the last story to\nthink what they would rather have from the pack, which the funny little\nold man had untied as he rode along with them in the Bunnymobile.\n\n\"Now tell me what you'd like,\" he said again.\n\n\"I'll take a diamond pin,\" said the old gentleman rabbit.\n\n\"Give me a watch,\" cried the little bunny.\n\n\"A gold ring will suit me,\" said the little pig. \"I can wear it like an\nearring in my nose.\"\n\n\"I'd like a purple velvet vest,\" said Prof. Jim Crow; \"it will go very\nnicely with my black swallow-tail coat.\"\n\nThen the funny little old man pulled out his hand, and, would you\nbelieve it? he handed Little Jack Rabbit a diamond pin. And then he put\nhis hand in the bag again and drew out a watch, a ring, and a lovely\npurple vest.\n\n\"Goodness gracious me, but you are generous,\" said Uncle John Hare. \"How\ncan we ever repay you?\"\n\n\"I will tell you,\" answered the little old man. \"And I hope you will be\nwilling to do what I ask.\"\n\n\"Oh, dear me,\" thought Little Jack Rabbit, \"I know he's going to ask us\nto do something dangerous.\"\n\n\"In yonder forest,\" said the little old man, \"lives an old witch who\nkeeps in a wicker cage a lovely bird. Now this little bird is really my\ndaughter, but the wicked witch has cast a spell over her. And the only\nway she can be set free is for someone to touch her with a little blue\nflower which grows all by itself near a big oak tree, not far from\nhere.\"\n\n\"I will fly away and bring back the flower,\" said Professor Jim Crow.\n\n\"Now then,\" said the funny little old man, \"I will tell you what to do.\nThe little pig must go around to the back of the witch's hut and dig up\nher garden, and when she runs out to send him away, you two rabbits hop\nup on the porch and carry off the cage. And as soon as you have it safe\nin the Bunnymobile, come back to me. I will wait for you here.\"\n\nWell, by this time, as Prof. Jim Crow had flown after the flower, the\ntwo little rabbits and the pig started off for the witch's hut and by\nand by, after a while, they stopped in the wood and got out. And when\nthey were quite near, the little pig ran around to the back and began to\ndig up the garden.\n\nPretty soon, the old witch ran out of the back door to chase the pig and\nby this time Little Jack Rabbit had placed the birdcage in the\nBunnymobile. But, oh dear me. Just as he and his uncle were driving away\nthey heard a dreadful scream, and in the next story I'll tell you what\nhappened after that.\n\n\n\n\nTHE MAGIC FLOWER\n\n\n    \"Come back, come back with my pretty bird,\n      Or I'll change you both into a snake.\n    How dare you act like a couple of thieves\n      And my little pet blue bird take?\"\n\nAnd then the witch gave a dreadful scream, and jumping on her\nbroom-stick flew after Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare.\n\nNow it may seem strange that a broom-stick can go as fast as a\nBunnymobile, but it did, just the same. And maybe a little faster, for\npretty soon the old witch was alongside and stretching out her bony hand\ntried to snatch up the cage with the little blue bird. But just then,\nall of a sudden, up came Professor Jim Crow with the magic blue flower,\nand as soon as he touched the little bird she changed into a lovely\nprincess, and the old witch gave another dreadful scream and almost fell\noff her broom-stick. You see she was afraid of that little magic blue\nflower, for she knew if she came near it she would turn into a bat, and\nthat would be the end of her. So she flew away on her broom-stick, back\nto her hut in the wood.\n\nWell, by this time they had reached the funny little old man with his\npack who lost no time in touching the little magic flower, when, presto!\nchango! as the magician says, he turned into a handsome king, and\nthrowing his arms around the princess, cried, \"My dearest daughter! At\nlast you are free!\" And then he turned to the two little rabbits and\nProf. Jim Crow. \"How shall I ever repay you?\"\n\n\"Don't mention it again,\" said the old gentleman bunny. \"We are all glad\nto have helped you; and besides, you gave us all a present.\"\n\nJust then the little pig came up, much out of breath, for he had run all\nthe way from the witch's house.\n\nPretty soon the king and the princess drove off in a great coach drawn\nby four milk white horses, after saying good-by to the bunnies, the crow\nand pig. And not so very long, they heard a voice singing:\n\n    \"My little white dress I have washed so clean,\n    I will iron the ruffles in between,\n    And when the prince comes riding along,\n    I'll sing my prettiest fairy song.\"\n\n\"Who is singing?\" asked the little rabbit, and they stopped the\nBunnymobile and knocked at the door of a little house they spied in the\nwood and in less than five seconds, it was opened by a little girl.\n\n\"Come in,\" she said, \"I've never seen such nice rabbits before.\" And in\nthe next story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\nTHE RIBBON TREE\n\n\nIn the story before this I told you how a little girl opened the door of\nher cottage when the two little rabbits went rat-a-tat-tat three times.\nAnd you remember she was singing a song about her pretty ruffled dress\nwhich she meant to put on before the prince came riding by. Well, as\nsoon as the two little rabbits sat down in the parlor, the little girl\nsaid:\n\n    \"I have a little tree, on which silk ribbons grow;\n    Some are red as roses, some are white as snow.\n    And some are yellow, pink and blue,\n    Come, I'll show my tree to you.\"\n\nAnd then she led Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare into her garden\nand showed them this wonderful tree. It certainly was a beautiful tree,\njust covered with little silk ribbons of many colors and on the topmost\nbranch Bobbie Redvest had a nest full of little blue eggs.\n\nAnd while they stood there admiring this wonderful tree, five little\ndwarfs ran into the garden and said:\n\n    \"We want a yard of ribbon\n      As blue as sunny sky,\n    Two yards of purple color\n      And three of crimson dye.\"\n\nThen the little girl took a pair of silver scissors from her pocket and\nclipped off the ribbons. And wasn't it wonderful? No sooner had she cut\noff a piece than another grew in its place. And after she had rolled up\nthe ribbons in a neat package, the five little dwarfs each took a\ndiamond out of his pocket and gave it to her, and then they hurried away\nwithout a word to the two little rabbits.\n\n\"They never speak to anyone except in poetry,\" said the little girl,\n\"and maybe they were too bashful to think of a rhyme for you.\"\n\n\"I'd like to buy a blue ribbon for a tie,\" said Uncle John Hare.\n\n\"I will give you one for nothing,\" said the little girl, \"if you will\ntake me in your Bunnymobile to the One-Two-Three-Cent Store in Catnip\nCity.\"\n\n\"All right,\" answered Uncle John Hare. So the little girl cut off a\npiece of blue ribbon and tied it around his neck and then off they went\nto the One-Two-Three-Cent Store.\n\n[Illustration: The Little Girl Tied a Ribbon Around Uncle John Hare's\nNeck.]\n\n\"I sell these ribbons for Pussy Cats and Bow-wow Dogs,\" she said,\nopening a box which she carried under her arm. \"Then I buy groceries and\nshoes for myself, and some day when the prince comes riding by on his\nbig white horse he will stop to see me, and then maybe he'll ask me to\nmarry him, and I shall be a princess. But I shall take my little magic\ntree with me and plant it in the castle garden, for it is my lucky\ncharm.\" And in the next story, just wait until you hear what happens.\n\n\n\n\nTHE FAIRY CAT\n\n\nWhen the two little rabbits and the little girl reached the\nOne-Two-Three-Cent Store in Catnip City, they all jumped out of the\nBunnymobile. Now, I don't believe I ever told you about the\nOne-Two-Three-Cent Store. It was kept by a Fairy Cat, whose name was\nTabby Tiny Cat. And all the fairies for miles around bought things at\nher store, for she kept every kind of a thing--candies made of honey\ndew, nuts and maple sugar, Sunbeam Taffy and Moonlight Marshmallows, as\nwell as Cobweb Laces and pretty moss rugs and Sugar Maple Icicle Candy.\n\n\"Come in, come in,\" said the Fairy Cat.\n\n\"I've things for a penny and some for two, and others for three, now\nwhat will it be?\"\n\n\"Let me look around first,\" said Little Jack Rabbit. \"Mrs. Daisy Duck,\nmy uncle's housekeeper, makes all the good things we want to eat, but\nmaybe you will have something we'd like to buy.\" So while he and Uncle\nJohn Hare looked around, the little girl showed the lovely Magic Tree\nRibbons to the Fairy Cat who said:\n\n\"I'll take them all, for the Fairy Cats will need bows for Easter.\" Then\nthe little girl bought flour and sugar and a pair of little red shoes,\nand a dainty sunbonnet with a yellow butterfly on it. And then she was\nready to go home. But the two little rabbits were still looking around\ntrying to find something which they could buy for Mrs. Daisy Duck.\n\nPretty soon a Yellow Bird in a wicker cage began to sing:\n\n    \"Buy a fairy dewdrop pin\n    Your purple tie to fasten in.\"\n\n\"Good,\" said Uncle John Hare, \"that's what I want.\"\n\n    \"Buy a silver tick-tock watch\n      To tell the time of day.\n    You'll find it very useful\n      When riding miles away,\"\n\nsang the little bird.\n\n\"That's the very thing,\" exclaimed Little Jack Rabbit. And as soon as\nthey had paid the Fairy Cat, they all jumped into the Bunnymobile and\nstarted back for the little girl's house where in the garden grew the\nMagic Ribbon Tree I told you about in the last story.\n\nBut, oh dear me. Just as they drew up at the front gate, they saw the\nRagged Rabbit Giant behind the house. \"Oh, dear,\" said the little girl.\n\"He will pick off all the lovely ribbons. What shall I do?\"\n\nWell, just then, all of a sudden, a big tremendous long snake crawled\nout from behind a tree. And in the next story, you shall hear what\nhappened after that.\n\n\n\n\nTHE BIG BLACK SNAKE\n\n\n    \"I'm as strong as an iron rope\n      I can bind a giant fast;\n    If I coil like a belt around his waist,\n      I can make him breathe his last,\"\n\nsang the Big Black Snake just as I finished the last story.\n\n\"Then help us,\" said Little Jack Rabbit, \"for the Ragged Rabbit Giant is\npicking all the lovely ribbons from the little girl's magic tree.\"\n\n\"Keep quiet,\" said the snake, \"and I will glide around into the garden\nand see what I can do.\"\n\nSo Uncle John Hare, Little Jack Rabbit and the little girl hid behind a\nlilac bush. And pretty soon, not so very long, they heard a dreadful\nnoise. Oh, dear me, yes. And in another minute the Ragged Rabbit Giant\nran out of the garden with the big snake coiled about his waist.\n\nNow the Ragged Rabbit Giant was tremendously strong, and the snake found\nit hard work to squeeze the breath out of him. But, just the same,\nRagged Rabbit Giant was mighty uncomfortable, let me tell you. And\npretty soon he said in a whisper:\n\n    \"If you will tell this dreadful snake\n      To bother me no more,\n    I'll never pass this way again\n      Nor knock upon your door.\"\n\n\"Shall I let him go?\" asked the snake, winking his left eye at Uncle\nJohn Hare. \"First make him give us a promise,\" answered the wise old\ngentleman rabbit. So the big bunny giant made a solemn vow never to\nbother them again.\n\n\"You are a very kind snake,\" said the little girl, \"I will give you some\nribbons for your children's Easter bonnets.\" And she ran into the garden\nand with her silver scissors clipped off some pretty ribbons and gave\nthem to the snake, who then glided away to his home.\n\nJust then the sound of a bugle was heard and the little girl cried:\n\n    \"Here comes the prince on his snow-white steed\n      As my godmother told me he would,\n    To take me away to his castle gay\n      In the midst of the whispering wood.\"\n\nAnd sure enough, in a few minutes the prince came by and asked the\nlittle girl to come to his castle. So she pulled up the Magic Ribbon\nTree and locked the door of her little house, and then the handsome\nprince lifted her up on the saddle and rode away to the castle. And as\nsoon as the little girl was seated behind him she grew into a beautiful\nyoung princess. And in the next story, oh, just wait until you hear what\nhappens.\n\n\n\n\nTHE SUGAR BARREL\n\n\n    Said Mrs. Daisy Duck one day,\n      \"The sugar all has gone away\n    The ants have made a call I fear,\n      And taken it away from here.\"\n\n\"Never mind,\" said Uncle John Hare, the old gentleman rabbit, \"perhaps\nthey couldn't buy any lollypops at the One-Two-Three-Cent Store.\"\n\n\"But what am I to do?\" asked Mrs. Daisy Duck. \"I must have sugar to make\nAngel cake.\"\n\n\"If that's the case,\" said the old gentleman bunny, \"I'll motor over to\nTurnip City and buy some.\" So he and Little Jack Rabbit jumped into the\nBunnymobile and away they went, and after a while, and maybe a mile, and\na laugh and a smile, they stopped at the Big Grocery Store.\n\nNow the manager of the sugar department was a very nice pig, and when he\nadvised Uncle John Hare to take a barrel of sugar instead of three\npounds for twenty-five cents, the old gentleman rabbit said all right,\nhe would. But, goodness me. They had a dreadful time getting that heavy\nbarrel into the Bunnymobile. But after a while they rolled it up on the\nback seat, and then they started off for home. But, goodness me again!\nThey had gone but a little way when, all of a sudden, just like that, a\nvoice sang out:\n\n    \"What have you got in that barrel\n      That sits up so straight on the seat.\n    You'd have a close call if it happened to fall\n      On top of your four little feet.\"\n\n\"Who are you?\" asked the old gentleman bunny, stopping the Bunnymobile\nand looking all about him. But he couldn't see anybody, and neither\ncould the little rabbit, although he put up his spyglasses and looked\nover the top of a tall oak tree.\n\n\"Here I am,\" said the voice, and all of a sudden, just like that, a big\nhoney bee flew out of a flower.\n\n\"Ha, ha!\" laughed the old gentleman rabbit, \"I guess you smelt sugar. We\nhave enough in that barrel to last for maybe a year and a day, as they\nsay in Fairy Land.\"\n\n\"I will give you a box of honey for two pounds of sugar,\" said the bee.\n\"Mr. Bee told me this morning that he was tired of honey in his coffee.\"\n\n\"Get in the Bunnymobile and come with us,\" said the old gentleman bunny.\n\"When we get there I'll open the barrel and give you some.\" So away they\nwent and soon they came across an old rag doll lying in the dusty road.\n\n\"Goodness me,\" exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit, \"she must have\nfainted.\" And, sure enough, this was the case, for as soon as she was\nlifted into the Bunnymobile she opened her eyes and said: \"In the next\nstory I'll tell you how I was lost by a little girl with a blue\nsunbonnet.\"\n\n\n\n\nTHE YELLOW DOG TRAMP\n\n\n    \"I'm a plain rag doll in a dress of blue,\n      And I've been lost, an hour or two\n    By a little girl with a curly head\n      Who will cry for me when she goes to bed.\"\n\nThis is what the Rag Doll said to the two little rabbits who picked her\nup in the last story, you remember.\n\n\"Dear me!\" exclaimed the old gentleman bunny. \"What's the name of the\nlittle girl?\"\n\n\"Lucy Locket,\" said the Rag Doll. And then Little Jack Rabbit began to\nlaugh, for he had once read of a little Lucy Locket who had lost her\npocket, and he remembered that she lived not far away. So he steered the\nBunnymobile while the old gentleman bunny talked to the Rag Doll, and by\nand by, not so very long, they came to a pretty house, and right there\non the front porch sat a little girl crying.\n\n\"Hello, don't cry; wipe your eye!\" shouted kind Uncle John Hare. \"We\nhave found your rag dolly!\" And in another minute the Rag Dolly was in\nthe little girl's arms.\n\n\"Good-by,\" said the two little rabbits, and they drove away to find\nanother adventure, and pretty soon they found one. Oh, my yes! The\nYellow Dog Tramp came out of the wood and said:\n\n    \"I've been tramping, tramping, tramping\n      For many a weary mile;\n    Across the way, through fields of hay,\n      And through the old turnstile.\n    Oh, won't you take me for a ride?\n      I've a dreadful pain in my poor old side.\"\n\n\"Jump in,\" said the old gentleman rabbit with a kind smile. \"You're not\nthe kind of a dog who bothers little bunnies.\"\n\n\"No, I'm not,\" answered the Yellow Dog Tramp, \"I'd like to find a nice\nhome and stay there.\"\n\n\"Well, you come with us,\" said the little bunny. \"You can clean the\nBunnymobile and work in the garden.\"\n\n\"Hurrah!\" barked the Yellow Dog Tramp. \"I feel like a boy again already,\nI used to do those things before I became a hobo doggy.\"\n\nWell, by this time they were almost home, and in less than five hundred\nmore short seconds they were in the garage where the old gentleman\nrabbit fixed up a little room for the Yellow Dog Tramp, with a looking\nglass at one end and a little white bed at the other.\n\n\"Now you brush your coat and trousers and part your hair in the middle\nand then come in to supper,\" said the old gentleman rabbit. And in the\nnext story you shall hear what happened after that.\n\n\n\n\n\"ALWAYS TRUST THE FAIRIES\"\n\n\n    Uncle John's little garden\n      Is full of bright flowers\n    And the fairies play tag\n      Through all the bright hours.\n\n\"Dear me,\" said the Yellow Dog Tramp, to himself, peeping out of the\ngarage, where we left him in the last story, \"they seem to be having a\nfine time!\" And he sighed, for he was thinking of another garden up in\nVermont and the old farm where he was a boy, long ago, before he had run\naway from home.\n\n\"Who's eye is watching us?\" cried one of the fairies, all of a sudden,\njust like that. And then, of course, all these little people stopped\nplaying but they couldn't see anything but the Yellow Dog Tramp's right\neye, which, I forgot to tell you, was peeping through a tiny knothole.\n\n    \"The Yellow Dog Tramp, who is old and lame\n    Is watching you play your tag-a-rag game,\"\n\nhe answered, whereupon all the fairies said:\n\n    \"Jump over the fence, and play awhile\n    Drop your scowl and put on a nice smile.\"\n\nAnd when the Yellow Dog Tramp heard that, he couldn't help but laugh,\nand in less than five hundred short seconds he was over the wall. But,\noh dear me. In a few minutes the big Ragged Rabbit Giant leaned over the\ntree top and said in a deep gruff voice:\n\n    \"Fee, fum, fag, fog.\n    I smell the blood of a yellow dog.\"\n\n\"Quick, I must change you into a fairy puppy,\" said the queen fairy, and\nshe waved her bright wand, and in less time than I can take to tell it\nhe became small enough to creep into a tulip flower.\n\n\"Where has that dog gone?\" asked the big Ragged Rabbit Giant, peeking\nunder the bushes and behind the sunflowers, but he never thought to look\nin the tulip.\n\n\"Thunder and lightning! What happened to that dog,\" and the Giant Rabbit\ndusted off the knees of his trousers after creeping under a lilac bush;\n\"he must be here somewhere.\" But not a fairy said a word, and pretty\nsoon a mosquito stung that wicked old Giant Rabbit on the back of his\nneck, which made him so angry that he stepped over the garden wall and\nwalked away.\n\nAnd when he was out of sight the queen fairy changed the Yellow Dog\nTramp back again into his natural shape:\n\n    \"Always trust the fairies\n    If danger you are in.\n    And always say 'A lucky day!'\n    When e'er you find a pin,\"\n\nsang the queen fairy as the happy Yellow Dog Tramp ran into Uncle John\nHare's little house.\n\nAnd there we will leave him for the present, but in another book,\nentitled \"Little Jack Rabbit and Professor Crow,\" you'll hear more about\nthe little rabbits and their friends.\n\n\nTHE END\n\n\n\n\nLITTLE JACK RABBIT BOOKS\n\n(Trademark Registered)\n\nBY DAVID CORY\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT'S ADVENTURES\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND DANNY FOX\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE SQUIRREL BROTHERS\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND CHIPPY CHIPMUNK\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE BIG BROWN BEAR\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND UNCLE JOHN HARE\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND PROFESSOR CROW\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND OLD MAN WEASEL\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MR. WICKED WOLF\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND HUNGRY HAWK\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND THE POLICEMAN DOG\n\n    LITTLE JACK RABBIT AND MISS MOUSIE\n\n\n\n<pre id=\"pg-footer\">","title":"Little Jack Rabbit and Uncle John Hare","tradition":"myth-cosmogony","translated_text":null,"word_count":13768}