BILLY BUNNY

AND

UNCLE BULL FROG

BY

DAVID CORY

Author of "Billy Bunny and Daddy Fox, ""Billy Bunny and The Friendly Elephant, ""Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky Lefthindfoot"

ILLUSTRATIONS BY

HUGH SPENCER

BILLY BUNNY BOOKS

BY DAVID GORY

Large 12 mo. Illustrated

1. BILLY BUNNY AND THE FRIENDLY ELEPHANT

2. BILLY BUNNY AND DADDY FOX

3. BILLY BUNNY AND UNCLE BULL FROG

4. BILLY BUNNY AND UNCLE LUCKY LEFTHINDFOOT

Other Volumes in Preparation

1920

CONTENTS

I. BILLY BUNNY AND MR. BLACKSNAKE

II. BILLY BUNNY AND THE FRESHWATER CRAB

III. BILLY BUNNY AND THE SORROWFUL JAY BIRD

IV. BILLY BUNNY AND THE TING-A-LING TELEPHONE

V. BILLY BUNNY AND THE RUNAWAY DOG

VI. BILLY BUNNY AND MR. O'HARE'S ESCAPE

VII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE POLICEMAN CAT

VIII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE GRAY MOUSE

IX. BILLY BUNNY AND RED ROOSTER

X. BILLY BUNNY AND MRS. COW

XI. BILLY BUNNY AND THE BIG BEAR

XII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE RABBITVILLE "GAZETTE"

XIII. BILLY BUNNY AND MR. MOLE

XIV. BILLY BUNNY AND THE WATER SNAKE

XV. BILLY BUNNY AND THE PEACOCK

XVI. BILLY BUNNY AND THE MARBLE DEER

XVII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE FOREST DANCE

XVIII. BILLY BUNNY AND RAGGED RABBIT

XIX. BILLY BUNNY AND TAILOR BIRD

XX. BILLY BUNNY AND PARSON CROW

XXI. BILLY BUNNY AND JACK-IN-THE-BOX

XXII. BILLY BUNNY AND MR. DUCK

XXIII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE FRETFUL PORCUPINE

XXIV. BILLY BUNNY AND DANNY BILLYGOAT

XXV. BILLY BUNNY AND THE WHALE

XXVI. BILLY BUNNY AND THE MERMAID. 

XXVII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE BEANSTALK

XXVIII. BILLY BUNNY AND SCATTERBRAINS

XXIX. BILLY BUNNY AND MRS. BLACK CAT

XXX. BILLY BUNNY AND BIG YELLOW DOG

XXXI. BILLY BUNNY AND A HAPPY BIRTHDAY

XXXII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE LOST RING

XXXIII. BILLY BUNNY AND THE GREAT NEWS

XXXIV. BILLY BUNNY AND JENNY MUSKRAT

XXXV. BILLY BUNNY AND THE MILLER'S DOG

XXXVI. BILLY BUNNY AND THE WOODCHUCK

XXXVII. BILLY BUNNY AND LITTLE PEEWEE

XXXVIII. BILLY BUNNY AND OLD MOTHER MAGPIE

STORY I. 

BILLY BUNNY AND MR. BLACKSNAKE. 

 Rain, rain, go away, Billy Bunny wants to play. 

This is what Willy Wind sang one morning. Oh, so early, as theraindrops pitter-pattered on the roof of the little rabbit's house inthe Old Brier Patch. 

And then of course he woke up and wiggled his little pink nose amillion times less or more, and pretty soon he was wide awake, so hegot up and looked into the mirror to see if his eyes were open, as hewasn't quite sure he was wide awake after all, for the raindrops madea drowsy noise on the old shingles and the alarm clock wouldn't gooff, although it was 14 o'clock. 

Well, after a little while, not so very long, his mother called tohim, "Billy Bunny, the stewed lollypops are getting cold and therobin's eggs will be hard boiled if you don't hurry up, or hurry down, or something. "

"I'll be ready in a jiffy, " answered the little rabbit, and then hebrushed his whiskers and parted his hair in the middle with a littlechip, and after that he was ready for breakfast and dinner and supper, for rabbits are always hungry, you know, and can eat all the time, soI've been told, and I guess it must be true, for why should an oldrabbit have told me that if it isn't the truth, I should like to know, and so would you, I'm sure. 

"Don't forget your rubber boots, " said Mrs. Bunny after the morningmeal was over, as Billy Bunny started to hop outdoors. So, like a goodlittle bunny boy, he came back and put them on, and then before hewent he polished the brass door knob on the front door and swept theleaves off the little stone walk. 

And after that he was ready to do whatever he liked, so out he went onthe Pleasant Meadow to eat some clover tops so as not to feel hungryfor the next ten minutes. 

And just then Mrs. Cow came along with her tinkle, tinkle bell thathung at her throat from a leather collar. 

"Where are you going?" she asked, but the little rabbit didn't know. He was only looking around. He hadn't had time to make up his mindwhat to do, and just then, all of a sudden, just like that, Mr. Blacksnake rose out of the grass. 

"Look out!" cried Mrs. Cow. "Maybe he's going to eat you, " but whetherhe was I'm sure I don't know, for Billy Bunny didn't wait to see. Hedidn't care whether Mr. Blacksnake wanted his breakfast, but hoppedaway as fast as he could and pretty soon, not so very far, he came tothe Babbling Brook, and there sat the little fresh water crab on thesand, and when he saw Billy Bunny he said:

 "It's raining, Billy Bunny, But you and I don't care, For raindrops make the flowers Grow and blossom fair. "

And this is what every little boy and girl should say on rainy days. 

STORY II. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE FRESHWATER CRAB. 

Let me see. It was raining in the last story when we left off, wasn'tit? Billy Bunny and the little freshwater crab were talking together, weren't they?

That's it, and now I know where to begin, for it's stopped rainingsince then and Mr. Happy Sun is shining in the sky and the littleclouds are chasing each other over the blue meadows like little lambs. 

"I like that little piece of poetry you just said, " cried the littlerabbit. "Please say another. " So the freshwater crab wrinkled hisforehead, and then he began:

 "And when the sun is shining, And all is bright and gay, Just keep a little sunshine To help a rainy day. "

"I will, " said the little bunny, for he was a cheerful little fellow, and then he hopped away and by and by he came to the Old Mill Pond. 

But Uncle Bullfrog was nowhere to be seen. 

There stood the old log, but there was nobody on it but a black snail. It seemed strange not to see the old gentleman frog sitting there, hiseyes winking and blinking and his white waist-coat shining in the sun, and it made the little rabbit feel lonely. 

"Where is Uncle Bullfrog?" he asked a big bluebottle fly, who wasbuzzing away at a great rate. But he didn't know, and neither did abig darning needle that was skimming over the quiet water. 

"I wonder if that dreadful Miller's Boy has taken Uncle Bullfrogaway, " thought Billy Bunny, and just then Mrs. Oriole flew down fromher nest that swung in the weeping willow tree and said:

"Are you looking for Uncle Bullfrog, little rabbit?"

"Yes, ma'am. Do you know where he is?"

"He's down by the mill dam, " answered the pretty little bird, and thenshe flew back to her nest that looked like an old white cottonstocking at Christmas time because it was all bulgy and full, only, ofcourse, hers had little birds inside and a Christmas stocking has allsorts of toys, with an orange in the toe and a Jack-in-the-Boxsticking out of the top. 

So off hopped the little rabbit, and pretty soon he saw the oldgentleman bullfrog catching flies, and undoing his waistcoat onebutton every time a fly disappeared down his throat. 

"I thought at first that dreadful Miller's Boy had taken you away, "said Billy Bunny, "and I was very sad, for I like you, Uncle Bullfrog, and I've never forgotten how you found the letter I lost a long timeago. "

"Tut, tut, " said the old gentleman frog. "How's your mother?" and thenhe swallowed another fly and unbuttoned the last button, and if hetakes off his waistcoat I'll tell you so in the next story. 

STORY III. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE SORROWFUL JAY BIRD. 

Well, Uncle Bullfrog didn't take off his waistcoat, as I thought hemight in the last story, so I'm not going to tell you anything moreabout him. 

We'll just leave him in the old Mill Pond and go along with BillyBunny, who is hopping away toward the Friendly Forest. 

By and by, after he had gone into the shady depths for maybe a millionand two or three hops, he came across his old friend the jay bird, whohad sold him the airship, you remember, and then bought it back again. 

"I wish you'd kept your old flying machine, " said the jay birdsorrowfully. "But you wanted to buy it back, " said the little rabbit, "so it's notmy fault. "

"Perhaps not, " replied the sorrowful jay bird, "but that doesn't makematters any better. "

"Why, what's the trouble?" asked the little rabbit, sitting down andtaking a lollypop out of his knapsack. 

"I had an accident, " answered the jay bird. 

"I ran into a thunder cloud and spilled out all the lightning, and, ohdear, oh dear. I just hate to talk about it, but I will. The lightningjumped all around and then struck the old tower clock and broke themain spring, so that it wouldn't go any more, and now nobody inRabbitville can tell the day of the month, or when it will beThanksgiving or Fourth of July. "

"Let's go to the clock maker and ask him to fix it, " suggested thelittle rabbit, and this so delighted the sorrowful jay bird that hesmiled and flew after Billy Bunny, and pretty soon they came to theold clock maker, who was an old black spider. 

"Certainly I'll fix it, " he said, "but it will cost you nine millionand some billion flies. "

"All right, " said Billy Bunny. "I'll go down to the 3 and 1-cent storeand buy a fly catcher. " So off he went and pretty soon he came backwith a great big fly catching box, and after he had set it down, theystood and watched the flies go in until it was so full that notanother one could even poke in his nose. 

"Now, Mr. Spider, " said Billy Bunny, "there are maybe a trillion fliesin that box, for the storekeeper told me it was guaranteed to holdthat many, so please fix the town clock, for it would be too bad ifthe little boys and girls didn't know it was Christmas when it reallycame. "

So the spider got out his little tool bag and climbed up the steepleand fixed that old town clock so well that it began to play a tune, which it had never done before, and all the people in Rabbitville wereso delighted that they gave the spider a little house to live in forthe rest of his days. 

STORY IV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE TING-A-LING TELEPHONE. 

Ting-a-ling went the telephone bell in Uncle Lucky Lefthindfoot'shouse, the kind old gentleman rabbit who was the uncle of Billy Bunny, you know. 

And I only say this right here in case some little boy or girl shouldread this story without having seen all the million and one, or two, or three that have gone before. 

So Uncle Lucky jumped out of the hammock where he had been swinging upand down on the cool front porch of his little house in Bunnytown, corner of Lettuce avenue and Carrot street, and hopped into thelibrary and took down the receiver and said "Helloa! This is Mr. LuckyLefthindfoot talking. "

"Is that you, Uncle Lucky?" answered a voice at the other end of thewire. "This is Billy Bunny, and I'm lost in the Friendly Forest. ""What!" cried the old gentleman rabbit, and he got so excited that heput the wrong end of the receiver to his left ear and got an awfulelectric shock that nearly wiggled his ear off. "Where are you now?"

"I don't know, " replied his small nephew. "I'm lost, don't youunderstand?"

"Gracious, goodness mebus!" exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit, "thenhow am I to find you?"

"I don't know, but please do, " said Billy Bunny sorrowfully, "for I'mdreadfully hungry, and I haven't got a single lollypop or apple pieleft in my knapsack. "

"Well, you just stay where you are and I'll get into the Luckmobileand find you, " replied the old gentleman rabbit as cheerfully as hecould, although he didn't know how he was going to do it, and neitherdo I, and neither do you, but let's wait and see. 

So pretty soon, in a few short seconds, Uncle Lucky was tearing alongthe dusty road toward the Friendly Forest, and by and by he came tothe house where his cousin, Mr. O'Hare, lived. So he stopped theautomobile and knocked on the door, and as soon as Mr. O'Hare openedit, he said: "Jump in with me, for my little nephew is lost and I wantyou to help me find him. "

So away they went into the Friendly Forest, and they looked allaround, but, of course, there was no little rabbit that looked likeBilly Bunny anywhere in sight. So Uncle Lucky and Mr. O'Hare got out, and after tying the automobile to a tree, they set out in differentdirections to find the little bunny. And Uncle Lucky went along alittle path and Mr. O'Hare followed a small brook, and after a whilethe old gentleman rabbit heard a bird singing:

 "I saw a little rabbit A-sitting by a tree, And I should say he'd lost his way-- That's how he looked to me. "

"Where did you see him?" asked Uncle Lucky excitedly. But what thelittle bird replied you must wait to hear in the next story. 

STORY V. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE RUNAWAY DOG. 

You remember in the last story just as Uncle Lucky asked the littlebird to tell him where Billy Bunny was I had to leave off for therewas no more room in the story for me to add another word? Well, whatthe little bird said was:

"Follow the path, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot, 'till you come to a bridge, and then turn to your right, and pretty soon, if the little bunnyhasn't hopped away, you'll find your lost nephew. "

So Uncle Lucky started right off. He didn't wait to even dust off hisold wedding stovepipe hat, and by and by he came to the bridge. But ohdear me! Right in the middle of it stood a big dog, and when he sawthe old gentleman rabbit he gave a loud bark and ran at him. 

And what do you think the dear old bunny did? He honked on hisautomobile horn, which he had in his paw, and this frightened the dogso dreadfully that he turned around and ran away so fast that he wouldhave left his tail a thousand miles behind him if it hadn't been tiedon the way dogs' tails are, you know. 

And after that Uncle Lucky crossed the bridge and turned to his rightand pretty soon he saw Billy Bunny under a bush looking very miserableand unhappy. But when he heard his Uncle Lucky's voice, for the oldgentleman rabbit gave a cry of delight as soon as he saw him, thelittle rabbit looked as happy as he had before he was lost. 

"Here's an apple pie for you, " said the dear, kind old gentlemanrabbit, taking a lovely pie out of his pocket. "I knew you'd ratherhave something to eat than a million carrot cents. "

And of course the little rabbit would, for he was so hungry he couldhave eaten brass tacks, or maybe iron nails. 

"Now come along with me, " said Uncle Lucky. "We'll go back to theLuckymobile. Your cousin, Mr. O'Hare, went the other way to look foryou, so I suppose we'll have a dreadful time to find him. But, nevermind, I've found you. " And dear, affectionate Uncle Lucky hugged hissmall nephew, he was so glad to be with him once more. 

Well, after they reached the automobile they honked and honked on thehorn hoping Mr. O'Hare would hear them. But I guess he didn't, for henever came back, although they waited until it was almost 13 o'clock. 

"We'll have to go home without him, " said Uncle Lucky at last. And Iguess he was wise not to wait any longer, for it was growing dark, andto drive an automobile through a forest is not an easy thing to do atnight. And just then, all of a sudden, Willie Wind came blowingthrough the tree tops. When he saw the two little bunnies he said:

"Your cousin, Mr. O'Hare, has fallen into a deep hole over yonder. "And Willie Wind pointed down the Friendly Forest Trail. In the nextstory you shall hear how Uncle Lucky and Billy Bunny found theircousin, Mr. O'Hare. 

STORY VI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND MR. O'HARE'S ESCAPE. 

You remember in the last story how Willie Wind whispered to BillyBunny and Uncle Lucky that their cousin, Mr. O'Hare, had fallen into adeep hole? Well, it didn't take the two little rabbits more than fiveshort seconds and maybe five and a half hops to reach the spot, andthen they looked over the edge, but very carefully, you know, for fearthey might fall in, and there, sure enough, way down at the bottom wasMr. O'Hare looking very miserable indeed. 

"Keep up your courage!" cried Uncle Lucky in as cheerful a voice as hecould muster, and then he looked around to find a rope or a ladder. But of course there were not any ropes and ladders lying about, sothat kind old gentleman rabbit peeped over the edge of the hole andcalled down again, "Keep up your courage! We'll get you out!"

Although he didn't know how he was going to do it, and neither do youand neither do I and neither does the printer man. 

Well, after a while, and it was quite a long while, too, Billy Bunnyfound a wild grapevine which he let down into the hole. "Make a loopand put it around your waist and Uncle Lucky and I will haul you out, "he called down, and then Mr. O'Hare did as he was told, and after thetwo little rabbits had pulled and pulled until their breath was almostgone, Mr. O'Hare's head appeared at the top of the hole. 

And then with one more big pull they brought him out safely, althoughhis waist was dreadfully sore because the grapevine had cut into hisfur and squeezed all the breath out of him. 

"I'm going to complain to the street cleaning department or the firstpoliceman I see, " said Mr. O'Hare. "It's a dreadful thing to have ahole like this right in the middle of the Friendly Forest Trail. "

"Never mind that, " said Billy Bunny, "let's go back to theLuckymobile. It will be late before we get out of the woods and maybethe electricity will all be gone and then we can't light the lamps, and maybe we'll be arrested. "

And this is just what happened. They had only gone a little ways whenthey heard a voice say:

 "Stop your motor car, I say, You have no lamps to light the way. Come, stop your car and get right out! Listen, don't you hear me shout? Stop your car or I will shoot. Don't try away from me to scoot!"

"We don't intend to, " said Uncle Lucky, and he put on the brake andthe Luckymobile came to a standstill. And there in the road stood abig Policeman Cat, with a club and gold buttons on his coat and a bighelmet, and his number was two dozen and a half. 

"Get out of your car, " he commanded, which means to say somethingsternly, but before the two little rabbits obeyed, something happened, but what it was you must wait to hear in the next story. 

STORY VII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE POLICEMAN CAT. 

Well, I'm glad to say it was something nice that happened just as Ileft off in the last story. You remember the Policeman Cat hadarrested Billy Bunny and his Uncle Lucky. 

Well, just as that Policeman Cat lifted his club to tickle UncleLucky's left hind foot, a big elm tree began to bark and of course thePoliceman Cat was nearly scared to death. He thought it was a dog, yousee, and instead of tickling dear, kind Uncle Lucky with his club, heturned tail and ran off down the road. 

And he ran so fast that he left his number behind and Uncle Luckypicked it up and put it on the automobile, and after that they askedtwo little fireflies to sit inside the lamps and make them shine, foryou remember the electricity had all burned up. 

Well, after a while, they came to a turn in the road and, goodnessgracious! before they could stop the automobile they ran into a milkwagon. And, oh, dear me! there was whipped cream all over the place, and Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky looked like two little cream puffs. 

And I suppose you are wondering where the driver of the milk wagon wasall this time. And so were Uncle Lucky and Billy Bunny, and if you'llwait a minute I'll tell you, as soon as my typewriter behaves itself, for it got so excited when Luckymobile ran into the milk wagon that itcaught my thumb and pinched it. 

Well, pretty soon, after Uncle Lucky had looked behind the moon andBilly Bunny into all the empty milk cans and one full one, they foundthe driver up in a weeping willow tree. 

"I'll come down if you'll promise not to run over me, " he said, for hewas nearly frightened to death and looked dreadfully funny, for one ofthe milk can covers had fallen on his head. 

"I thought he would be mad as a hornet, " whispered Billy Bunny to hisrabbit uncle. 

"But where's my horse?" said the milkman when he reached the ground. So they all looked around and everywhere else, but they couldn't findhim until they looked up into another weeping willow tree. And therewas the poor horse high up in the branches. 

 "Oh, I'll come down from this willow tree, If you'll promise me just one thing, And that is never again to say: 'Gid-ap' as you drive me along the way, For I always go the best I can; I'm a faithful friend to every man, So please don't hurry me so, For I'm not trying to go too slow. "

"All right, my good old horse, " said kind Uncle Lucky. "Your mastershall give me his word. " So the horse jumped down and the willow treestopped weeping right away, for it was so glad that the poor old milkhorse was never again to be hurried on his way. And in the next storyI'll tell you why. 

STORY VIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE GRAY MOUSE. 

You remember in the last story how the Luckymobile had run into a milkwagon? Well, after Billy Bunny had helped the milkman hitch up hishorse and Uncle Lucky had filled the milk cans with ice cream and sodawater from a near-by candy store, so as not to have all the littleboys and girls disappointed at breakfast when they didn't get theirmilk, our two little rabbit friends got into the Luckymobile andstarted off again. 

Well, it was still evening, you know, and the little fireflies who hadcrawled into the lamps made them as bright as possible, so it wasn'thard to steer the automobile. And, after a while, maybe a mile, theycame to a house, where lived a gray mouse, all alone by herself in ahole near a shelf, where cake and mince pies made her open her eyes, for they looked, oh, so good, as a pie or cake should. 

Now I didn't know I was going to write poetry or I should have let myhair grow long like a poet instead of going to the barber for a shave. 

Well, anyway, the two little rabbits stopped the automobile right infront of mousie's door and when she heard the horn go honk, honk, shecame to the window and looked out. 

"Why, it's Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot, " she squeaked, and then she openedthe door and asked the two little rabbits in and gave them some pieand cake. 

"You can put the automobile in the barn if you like, " she said, "andspend the night here, for it's getting very dark and maybe you'll runinto something. " So Billy Bunny took the Luckymobile around to thebarn, and just then an old owl began to toot:

 "I'm very fond of little gray mice, And little white rabbits, too, are nice. "

And down flew that old gray owl and made a grab for Billy Bunny. Buthe didn't catch him. No, sireemam! For the little rabbit hopped intothe henhouse through the little round door, and the big red roosterbegan to crow:

 "Look here, Mr. Owl, if you come inside I'll hurt you with my spur. Don't you dare get funny with Billy Bunny, Or muss his pretty white fur. "

And then he flew down from his perch and said, "Cock-a-doodle-do"three times and a half, and after that the owl flew away. "That wasvery kind of you, " said the little rabbit. "Oh, don't mention it, "said the red rooster, "but there is one thing you can do for me. ""What's that?" asked Billy Bunny. "Take me Luckymobiling, " laughed thered rooster. 

"All right. To-morrow Uncle Lucky and I will invite you for a nicedrive, " said the little rabbit, and if the Luckymobile doesn't getsick maybe Uncle Lucky will ask some little boy or girl to go, too, and maybe it might be you. 

STORY IX. 

BILLY BUNNY AND RED ROOSTER. 

Well, the next morning when the little rabbits woke up the sun wasshining brightly through their bedroom window and Mrs. Mousie wassinging a song down in the kitchen below as she made hot muffins forbreakfast. And this is what she sang:

 "Upstairs in my nice guest room are two Nice little rabbits in bed. As soon as I'm able I'll fix up the table And give them some honey and bread. And then a hot muffin to give them a stuffin', And then they'll be bountifully fed. "

And when Billy Bunny heard her he grew so hungry that he hurriedfaster than he had ever hurried before, and so did the old gentlemanrabbit, and he buttoned his collar on backwards and put his left shoeon his right foot and tripped over his old wedding stovepipe hat. 

And after that they both hopped downstairs, and as soon as Mrs. Mousieheard them she brought in the bread and honey and the hot muffins andthey all had breakfast. And after that Billy Bunny asked her to goautomobiling with them. 

So she put on her old gray bonnet with a bit of ribbon on it, and tiedthe strings under her chin, and put on her black silk mitts and hergold locket breastpin with the picture of Mr. Mousie inside. 

"You don't mind if we invite the red rooster to go along, too, doyou?" asked Billy Bunny, and then he told her how the rooster hadscared away the old owl. And of course Mrs. Mousie didn't care, so therooster got in and sat on the back seat with Mrs. Mousie. 

Well, after they had gone for maybe a mile, and maybe some more, theycame to a beautiful candy store, where the windows were full ofpeppermint sticks and a brown sugar monkey did all sorts of tricks. 

"Stop right here, " said the red rooster, "and I'll get out and buy youa bag of candy. " And when he came back he had four bags of candy. Justthink of that! In one bag was sugar-coated carrots for Billy Bunny, and another bag was full of candied carrots for Uncle Lucky, and inthe bag he gave to Mrs. Mousie were two little chocolate mice. 

"What have you got in your bag?" asked Uncle Lucky as he made theLuckymobile jump over a high ditch and run along through a lovelygreen meadow spread all over with buttercups. 

"Sugared peanuts, " answered the red rooster. "I just love them. Thelast time I went to the circus I ate forty-nine bags and a half anddrank twenty-three glasses of pink lemonade and a bushel of popcorn. "

"Wait a minute, " said the old gentleman rabbit. "I've got a stomachache listening. How did you do it?" And in the next story I'll tellyou what the rooster said, that is, if nothing happens to prevent it, for he certainly was a wonderful rooster, to be able to eat all that. 

STORY X. 

BILLY BUNNY AND MRS. COW. 

Well, something did happen to prevent the red rooster from tellingBilly Bunny how he had been able to eat forty-nine bags and a half ofpeanuts at the circus, as I mentioned in the last story. 

You see, as the Luckymobile galloped along over the meadow, all of asudden, just like that, it ran right into the Babbling Brook, and thenof course it stopped so suddenly that Billy Bunny and Uncle Luckydidn't stop at all, neither did Mrs. Mousie and the red rooster. 

They just kept right on going, and the first thing they knew and thefirst thing you know, they all landed in the long grass beside Mrs. Cow. 

"My, how you startled me!" she exclaimed, and she rang the little bellat her neck and up ran her little calf, who was only two weeks old, and had never seen Billy Bunny and his friends before. 

After that she walked down to the Babbling Brook--but oh, dear me! allthe electricity oil had spilled out of the cabaret and she couldn'tdrink the water, and all the little fish were covered with it justlike sardines, you know, and the watercress had salad dressing allover it, so of course she couldn't eat the watercress. 

"Never mind, " said kind little Billy Bunny, and he took out of hisknapsack a big yellow lemon lollypop and gave it to her, and then shedidn't care, for she just loved candy. 

"I'll help you get the automobile out, " said Mrs. Cow gratefully, forshe liked anybody who was kind to her little calf. So she put herhorns under the front of the Luckymobile and then she said, "Heave ho, e-ho!" and pushed and shoved and lifted that big heavy automobileright out of the brook without even cracking her two long horns. 

"If you don't mind, " said the red rooster, "I'll leave you two littlerabbits and make a call on Cocky Docky up at the Old Farm. " "And if youdon't care, " squeaked little Mrs. Mousie, "I'll call on DickeyMeadowmouse. " So Uncle Lucky and Billy Bunny hopped into theautomobile and drove off, while Mrs. Cow tinkled her bell and sang:

 "Moo, moo, moo. I'm glad I helped you two. One good turn deserves another. When you see your bunny mother, Tell her how your car I took Safely from the Babbling Brook. "

"It's a puzzle to me, " said Uncle Lucky, "why we are always having somany accidents. Maybe I had better get a chauffeur. " "You won't needany chauffeur after I'm done with you, " said a deep growly voice, andout from behind a clump of bushes jumped a wicked wildcat and bit oneof the front tires, she was so hungry. 

And what do you suppose happened then? Why the tire burst with such aloud noise, just like a gun, you know, that the wildcat was frightenednearly to death and she turned around and ran away so fast that shegot home an hour too early for supper. 

STORY XI. 

BILL BUNNY AND THE BIG BEAR. 

 Near the Friendly Forest Pool Is the Woodland Singing School. Little Squirrel Bushy Tail Sings the Do, Ray, Mee, Fa scale. Uncle Bullfrog sings "Ker-chunk" From his floating elm tree trunk. And a big good-natured bear Sings an old familiar air. 

"It's time for your singing lesson, " said Mrs. Bunny to her littlerabbit. So Billy Bunny started off, hoppity hop, down the FriendlyForest trail, and by and by he reached the Pool where all the pupilscame to take their singing lessons. 

Mr. Grasshopper was there with his fiddle and the tree toad with hisdrum, and the lark with her flute and little Jenny Wren with herpiano. And what do you suppose Billy Bunny had tucked away in hisknapsack? Why, Uncle Lucky's automobile horn. 

You see, the kind old gentleman rabbit was making a visit at the OldBrier Patch where he had taken his automobile after that dreadfulwildcat had bitten the front tire, and this is how Billy Bunny came toget the horn. 

Well, sir, after the music started, he pulled out his horn and gave atre-men-dous honk on it, and everybody thought an automobile was goingto run over him. 

Some jumped into the Pool and some ran up the trees, and, oh, dear me!everybody got all out of tune, and the bear lost the air and couldn'tfind it again!

And just then who should come along but a peddler with a pack of tincans, rattling away on his back, and of course he made more noise thanall the singing school put together. 

And when the big bear saw him he was so angry that he jumped frombehind a tree and said, "Boo!"

"Do you want to buy a tin plate?" asked the peddler, trying hard notto be frightened, "or would rather have a dishpan?"

"Don't want either, " said the bear with a terrible growl. 

"Perhaps you'd like a nutmeg grater, " said the poor old peddler, andhe was so frightened by this time that his knees knocked into the tinpans and made a dreadful noise. 

"I've a dandy egg beater, " went on the peddler, in a trembling voice, but after that he never said another word, for that great big bearjumped right at him and took the egg beater out of his hands andgrowled so terribly that the tin peddler turned away and ran down theforest path as fast as he could go. 

And then all the little and big forest folk began to sing:

 "Hip, hip hurray, the peddler's gone away. No more he'll make his tin pans shake And spoil our singing school beside the Forest Pool. "

And in the next story, if the baby who lives in the house oppositedoesn't shake his rattle at me all night so that I can't get to sleepand dream about the next story in time to write it for to-morrownight, I'll tell you more about the little rabbit's adventures. 

STORY XII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE RABBITVILLE "GAZETTE. "

 There was once a little rabbit Who was very fond of pie, Apple pie, with sugar on the crust. And he had a little habit, When his mother wasn't nigh, Of eating apple pie until he bust. 

This is what Mr. William Bunny, the little rabbit's father, you know, was singing one day, and the reason was because Mrs. Bunny had foundlittle Billy Bunny in the pantry. 

And what happened to the little rabbit I'm not going to tell you, forit is so sad that it would make you weep to hear it. 

 "All day he nibbled pie Till at last I thought he'd die, " Said the doctor with a sigh. 

And then Mr. William Bunny looked at his small son and sighed, too, for he had just paid the doctor's bill. 

"Please don't sing any more, " said little Billy Bunny. "Don't youremember the doctor said I was to be kept quiet?"

So Mr. William Bunny went out on the porch to smoke a cigar and readthe Rabbitville "Gazette" until after supper time. 

And while he was reading Mrs. Bunny looked over his shoulder and read:"Wanted, a secondhand automobile in good condition. "

"Ring up your Uncle Lucky on the telephone, " she called to BillyBunny. "Here's a chance for him to sell his Luckymobile. " So thelittle rabbit rang up 000 Lettuceville, and in a few minutes he heardthe old gentleman's voice at the other end of the wire. 

"But I don't want to sell my Luckymobile, " he said. "It's the only onein ex-is-tence, " which means the only one ever made, and I guess hewas right, for I never rode in a Luckymobile, did you?

"But mother thinks you ought to sell it, " said Billy Bunny, "and sodoes father, for they both say you'll have a terrible accident someday if you don't look out. "

"Well then, I'll look out, " said Uncle Lucky with a laugh. "But Iwon't sell my Luckymobile. " And then he asked Billy Bunny to make hima visit. So the little rabbit put on his knapsack and picked up hisstriped candy cane and started off, after first asking his mother'spermission, of course. 

And after he had gone for maybe a million Hops, he came to a big treewhere Old Barney the Owl had his next. But of course, he wasn't awake. Oh, my, no. He had his eyes tightly closed, for owls don't like abright light, you know. They can see in the dark but not in thedaytime. 

But when Billy Bunny called out, "Helloa, Mr. Barney, " the oldgentleman owl blinked his eyes and said, "Who's calling me?" And thenthe little rabbit thought he'd play a joke, so he said, "Mr. Mouse!"

And if there was anything that Old Barney loved to eat, it was mice. And in the next story I'll tell you what Billy Bunny did. 

STORY XIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND MR. MOLE. 

You remember in the last story I promised to tell you what Billy Bunnydid when Old Barney the Owl asked him, "Who's there?" and the littlerabbit replied, "Mr. Mouse, " just to fool him, you know. Well, afterthat

 Old Barney the Owl Gave a terrible scowl As he looked at little Bill Bunny. You thought you were wise, But my blinky old eyes Can see you are not a bit funny. I can see from my house You are not Mr. Mouse. 

And then the old blinkerty, winkerty owl flopped down to the groundand tried to catch the little rabbit. But Billy Bunny was too quickfor him. He jumped into a hollow stump before you could say "JackRabbit!"

"Come out of there, " cried Old Barney, in a screechery, teacheryvoice, but you just bet the little bunny didn't. He knew what wouldhappen if he did. 

Well, by and by, after a long while, he looked around, and, would youbelieve it, he found a little pair of stairs. So down he hopped untilhe came to a door on which was painted in red letters: "Mr. Mole, Subway Contractor. "

Then the little rabbit knocked on the door and pretty soon it wasopened and there stood Mr. Mole himself. 

"What do you want?" he asked, trying to squint out of his little tinyeyes that were hidden all over with hair. 

"It's me--Billy Bunny, " replied the little rabbit. "Mr. Owl tried tocatch me and I hopped into your hollow stump entrance, but I haven'tgot a ticket for the subway. "

"Well, you can come in anyway, " said the kind old mole; "my subwayisn't finished yet and the trains won't be running for some time. Comein. " So Billy Bunny hopped inside and sat down on a chair close to alittle brass railing, behind which stood Mr. Mole's desk. 

Then Mr. Mole sat down and looked at Billy Bunny as much as to say, "And now what can I do for you?" So Billy Bunny said, "I would like toget up on the ground again. Can you show me a new way, because I don'twant to go back the way I came?"

Then Mr. Mole pressed a little bell, and in came a mole with overallson and a little pickaxe. "Show my friend, Mr. Billy Bunny, through thetunnel to the Moss Bank entrance. "

"Thank you, " said the little rabbit, and he hopped after the workmanmole until they came to an opening. And when the little rabbit gotoutside once more he found himself on a mossy bank where blossomed alovely bed of violets. 

So he picked a bouquet for himself and stuck it in his buttonhole, andafter that he hopped away singing a song. And if Robbie Redbreasthadn't heard it I never would have been able to tell it to you. Wasn'tit lucky that the little robin sang it to me this morning while I wasstill in bed? Because, if he hadn't, how would I have ever learned it?

 Over the clover and over the grass Hoppity, hop, I go; Over the leaves from the autumn trees And over the soft white snow, With a whistle and song I go hopping along, I'm Billy Bunny, you know. 

STORY XIV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE WATER SNAKE. 

 "Over the grass or over the snow, Fast as a little white breeze I go. I'm Billy Bunny, Billy Bunny, you know. "

Thus sang the little rabbit even after I left off in last night'sstory. Isn't it strange? Maybe I dreamed it. Anyhow, that's what Ithink he did, and after a while, when he had stopped singing, youknow, he came to a little hill on the top of which was a high whitepole with an American Flag flying from it. 

And underneath was a whole regiment of little Boy Bunny Scouts, dressed in khaki, with guns and caps and brass buttons and guns anddrums and a captain and a fife, and I guess there were three or fourfifes, and as soon as they saw the little rabbit, they all shouted, "Here comes Billy Bunny. Let's get him to join our regiment. "

"I belong to the Billy Bunny Boy Scouts of Old Snake Fence Corner, "replied the little rabbit. "I can't join your regiment. " So he hoppedalong and by and by he came to a big white swan that was sailing upand down on a pond. 

"Would you like to take a sail?" she asked, coming up close to thebank. "Because if you would, just hop on my back and I'll take youaround the pond two times and maybe a half if you'll give me alollypop. "

So the little rabbit opened his knapsack and gave her one and then hehopped on her back and went for a lovely sail in and out among thepond lilies and little green grass islands. 

Well, everything was going along beautifully when, all of a sudden, just like that, a big water snake came swimming by. 

"Oh, don't let him swallow me, " cried the little rabbit, and he tookhis popgun out of his knapsack and stuck the cork in the end. 

"I'll shoot you on the tail if you touch me, " he cried just as bravelyas he could, but he nearly slipped off the swan's back just the same, he was so frightened. 

"Don't you come any nearer, " said the swan with a fierce hiss, but thesnake didn't care. He swam around and around until the little rabbitgot so dizzy that he had to hold on to the swan's neck. 

"Please swim around the other way, " pleaded the little rabbit, "youmake me dreadfully dizzy. " But the bad water snake said he wouldn't, because that's just what he wanted Billy Bunny to be--so dizzy that hewould fall into the water and then that dreadful water snake couldswallow him and maybe a pond lily besides. 

"Look here, " said the swan, "if you don't stop making snakery circlesall around me, I'll bite your head off with my big, strong beak. " Andthen what do you think the little rabbit did? Why, he managed somehowto lift up his gun and shoot it off, and the cork hit the water snakeon the end of the tail and gave him such a headache that he swam overto the long grass and ate watercress salad and a piece of lemon pie. 

And while he was doing that the swan took the little rabbit to theother side of the pond and he hopped away so fast that he didn't tellme what he was going to do in to-morrow's story. 

STORY XV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE PEACOCK. 

Well, if it hadn't been for Robbie Redbreast who saw little BillyBunny hopping away from the lily pond, as I told you in the laststory, I never would have found out what he did after that, and sothere would have been no story to-night. So the next time you seeRobbie Redbreast, please thank him. 

And now this is what he told me. After the little rabbit had hoppedalong for maybe a mile or three, he came to a high stone wall. "Iwonder what's on the other side?" he said to himself, and then abeautiful peacock looked over and said: "I'll tell you, little rabbit. 

"It's a beautiful garden where a fountain plays all day and thebreezes sing all night and the flowers whisper and bow their heads. "

"How can I get in?" asked the little bunny, "for I love flowers and Inever heard a fountain play. What does it play?"

"Oh, all sorts of waterfall music, " said the peacock, and he spreadhis beautiful tail out like a fan and brushed a little green fly offhis nose. "It plays trills and rills and cascades and ripples anddipples. "

And this made the little rabbit so curious that he hunted all aroundto find a gate in the high stone wall. And pretty soon, not so verylong, he came to one, with big iron rods and curiously carved imagesof lions and dragons and animals with wings. 

So he squeezed through and hopped up to the beautiful fountain wherelots of little gold and silver fish swam around and around and thewater fell in diamonds and rubies and emeralds, but he didn't knowthat it was Mr. Happy Sun who colored the water drops to make themlook like precious stones. 

"Please play me a tune, " said the little rabbit. And then thebeautiful peacock said, "What tune would you like?" and the littlerabbit answered:

 "Sprinkle, sprinkle, little star, Just a water drop you are. Twinkle, twinkle, drops of dew, With the sunlight shining through. "

 So the beautiful fountain played this little song while Billy Bunnysat there listening and the beautiful peacock spread his tail to catchthe sparkle from the glittering drops of water. And then all the rosesbegan singing:

 Roses white and roses red, And roses yellow too, instead, And pretty lilies white as snow, And every other flower you know. 

And after that Billy Bunny asked the peacock to sing a song, but whenhe started to sing, oh dear, oh dear. For you know just because a birdhas beautiful feathers he may not have a beautiful voice, and thesounds the peacock made were dreadful. 

Yes, indeed. And if the little rabbit hadn't skipped away he wouldhave had to hold his paws over his ears, and then maybe he couldn'thave stopped them up, for he had very large ears and very small feet. 

STORY XVI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE MARBLE DEER. 

In the story before this I told you how the beautiful peacock sang asong which was dreadful, so very dreadful that little Billy Bunny hadto hold his ears and run away from the lovely fountain. 

Well, after he had hopped along for maybe a million hops or less, hecame to a little deer on a smooth lawn. So he stopped and spoke tohim, but the pretty little animal never said a word. He didn't evenlook at the little rabbit, so Billy Bunny touched him on the nose, but, oh, dear me! It was cold and hard, not at all like the nose of areal little deer. 

But the little bunny didn't know it was a marble deer. He just thoughtit was alive, you see, and he was puzzled and didn't know what to doAnd then a lovely white dove flew down and said:

"He can't speak. He's only a statue. "

"What is that?" asked the little rabbit, for he had never seen onebefore. 

"Why, a statue is a figure carved out of marble or stone, " answeredthe dove, and then she began to coo and comb her feathers with herbill. 

"Well, I'll just hop along then, " said Billy Bunny, and he said good-by. And after a while he came to a little house all covered with redrambler roses, so he looked inside to see who lived there, for hethought perhaps it might be a fairy who owned this beautiful gardenwith the lovely fountain and the wonderful peacock. 

But there was no one inside, so he hopped in and sat down on a smallwicker chair and rocked back and forth. For it was a rocking chair, you know. And, by and by, he fell asleep and dreamed that thebeautiful peacock was flying around the fountain and scattering thewater drops all about with his mag-nif-i-cent tail. And then, all of asudden, the little rabbit woke up, for somebody was saying:

"Isn't this a dear little bunny?" And Billy Bunny opened his eyes andsaw a little girl with yellow curls leaning over him. 

"Give him to me, " said a boy's voice. And there stood a small boydressed in a sailor suit and a big sailor hat on which was written, "Battleship Uncle Sam. "

And then Billy Bunny knew it was time to be going. So he gave one bighop and maybe two million and a half little skips and jumps, and soonhe was far away, and if he hadn't maybe that little boy would have puthim in a cage or a big box and kept him shut up for a long time. 

"Goodness!" said the little rabbit, "I must be more careful nexttime. " And then something happened. A little hard ball hit him on theleft hind foot, and a man's voice called out, "If it hadn't been forthat pesky little rabbit I would have made that hole. "

And the big man put his golf stick in the bag and watched Billy Bunnylimp away to hide in the woods close by. 

STORY XVII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE FOREST DANCE. 

 When the moon is big and bright Little bunnies dance at night. How they hop and skip and go On their lucky left hind toe. 

Well, sir, that's what Billy Bunny was doing. It was a lovelymoonlight night in August, and the big, round moon was gleaming downon the Pleasant Meadow just like an electric lamp, only it was up inthe sky, you know, and not on the ceiling. 

And Mrs. Bunny was there, too, and so was Cousin Cottontail, and allthe little rabbits for miles around. 

Now it's a dangerous thing to be dancing, even if the moon is bright, for owls and hawks fly by night, and if they happen to see a bunnydance, they always fly down and break it up. They don't say a word;they just fly away with one of the little bunny dancers and he neverdances any more. No, sireemam. 

Well, on this particular night little Billy Bunny was doing the foxtrot with a nice little lady bunny, when all of a sudden from out ofthe Friendly Forest came Slyboots and Bushy Tail, the small sons ofDaddy Fox, you remember. 

And the reason they were out so late at night was because their fatherhad sprained his foot jumping over a stone fence to get away from apack of hounds who had chased him for a thousand and one miles andfourteen feet. 

Now Billy Bunny had forgotten all about Daddy Fox. He was thinkingonly about Robber Hawk or Old Barney the Owl, and so he never saw thetwo foxes until they were so close to him that they almost stubbedtheir whiskers on his powder puff tail. 

And if it hadn't been for the lady bunny who was dancing with himmaybe Slyboots, or maybe Bushy Tail, would have caught the littlebunny. But the lady rabbit saw them just in time and she gave a screamand hopped into a hollow stump and Billy Bunny after her, and then allthat the two foxes could do was to stand close by and say:

 "Isn't that a shame, To spoil their little game, To stop their dancing And their prancing, Who do you think's to blame?"

"You are, you two bad foxes, " said Billy Bunny, but he didn't come outof that hollow stump. No, sireemam, he staid inside and so did thelittle lady rabbit, and by and by the two bad foxes went away and toldtheir father, Daddy Fox, all about it, and he said, "Don't make anyexcuse. 

"You are very poor hunters if you can't catch a rabbit when he'sdancing the Fox Trot. " And I guess he was right, for Slyboots andBushy Tail were so ashamed that they didn't dare look in theirmother's looking-glass for two days and three nights. 

And in the next story if Billy Bunny gets out of that hollow stumpbefore I see him, I'll ask Robbie Redbreast to tell me what he does sothat I can write to-morrow's story for you to read. 

STORY XVIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND RAGGED RABBIT. 

Robbie Redbreast told me this morning he saw Billy Bunny hop out ofthe hollow stump where he had hidden with the little lady bunny, youremember in the last story, to escape from the two bad foxes. 

Well, after he had looked all around to make sure they were gone, hesaid good-by to Miss Rabbit. And then, so Robbie Redbreast told me, helooked at his gold watch and chain, which his dear, kind Uncle Luckyhad given him for a birthday present, and it was just thirteeno'clock. 

"That's my lucky number, " exclaimed the little rabbit; "maybe I'llfind my fortune to-day. " And he looked all about him, under a stone andbehind a bush, but there wasn't any fortune in sight, not even atwenty-dollar gold piece. So he wound his watch and started off again;and by and by, not so very far, he came to a castle where lived agiant bunny whose name was "Ragged Rabbit" because he always wore tornand tattered clothes. 

And when he saw Billy Bunny hopping along, he said, "Ha, ha. Ho, hum, I'll eat that little bunny as sure as I'm a foot high!" And as he wastwenty-one feet high less or more, he surely thought he would. 

"What did you say?" asked Billy Bunny, for his quick ears had caughtthe sound of the Ragged Rabbit's voice, but not the words. 

"Oh, never mind, " answered the Ragged Giant Rabbit. "Come and I'llshow you my castle. " And, oh, dear me. Billy hopped in and the bigGiant Rabbit closed the door with a bang, and all the pictures on thewalls almost fell down and the chandelier rattled like a milk wagonfull of empty cans. But the little rabbit wasn't frightened. And couldyou guess what he did if I let you guess until to-morrow night?

Well, sir, that brave little bunny took his popgun out of his knapsackand shot it off, and it made a dreadful loud pop, and the big RaggedRabbit said, "Oh, my! Was that a cannon?"

And then he laughed so loud that he broke a window pane and had totelephone right away to the plumber to have one put in. 

"That's my pop-gun, Mr. Giant, " said Billy Bunny, "and if you try tohurt me I'll shoot you. " And then the Ragged Giant Rabbit laughedagain, and this time the picture of his grandfather fell down and madea big dent in the floor. 

"If you don't stop laughing, " said the little rabbit, "you'll deafenme. Please only giggle. " So the Giant Rabbit grew very polite indeedand only smiled, and then of course nothing was broken. 

"Tell me who you are and where you are going and what time it is, " hesaid, "and then I'll give you something to eat. "

But before the little rabbit could reply a loud knocking came at thedoor, and so you'll have to wait to hear who was there until to-morrow, for I've no more room in this story. 

STORY XIX. 

BILLY BUNNY AND TAILOR BIRD. 

You remember in the last story somebody was knocking at the door ofthe Ragged Rabbit's castle, don't you? The Giant Rabbit, who alwayswore torn and tattered clothes because he had no wife to mend them andwouldn't pay his tailor's bills?

Well, who do you suppose was on the other side of that door? Just waituntil the Giant Rabbit opens it and you shall see. Now open your eyes, if you have shut them, and see Uncle Lucky, as sure as I am writingthis story and you are reading it. 

Yes, sir. There stood the dear old gentleman rabbit, and oh, dear me, didn't he look worried? I suppose he thought he'd find Billy Bunnyinside the giant. But when he saw Billy Bunny standing there, safe andsound and happy, with his popgun in his hand and a smile on his face, he began to laugh. 

"Whew!" exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit, greatly relieved, whichmeans to feel much better. "I'm glad to see you, my dear nephew. Andalso to make your acquaintance, Mr. Ragged Rabbit Giant. My name isMr. Lucky Lefthindfoot. Howdy!" and he put out his right front paw andshook hands with the giant, who had to lean way down to reach UncleLucky's paw. 

"But, goodness me!" said the old gentleman rabbit after looking at thegiant for some moments, "you need a tailor. Let me call the TailorBird to mend your clothes. You are too nice a rabbit not to be welldressed. "

And kind Uncle Lucky went to the telephone and told the Tailor Bird tobring a spool of thread a mile long and a needle as big as a spear forhe had a giant customer for him with holes in his clothes as big as acircus ring. The Tailor Bird said he'd try to, but wouldn't promiseunless he could send in a bill as big as a newspaper spread out flat. 

"Will that be all right?" asked Uncle Lucky after he had explainedmatters to the ragged Giant Rabbit. 

"Certainly, " said the Giant Rabbit with a grin, "and tell him I'll payhim with a dollar bill as big as a Turkish rug or a crex carpet. "

And then they all sat down and told funny stories, and Billy Bunnysang a song that went something like this, only much nicer, but Ican't quite remember it all:

 "Oh, you're a raggerty, taggerty man, In a castle big and old, And I'm a Billy Bunny boy With a heart that's brave and bold. You can't scare me with your thunder laugh Or your club like a telegraph pole, So you'd better allow the Tailor Bird To sew up each raggerty hole. "

And then the Tailor Bird commenced and it took him until half-pastfourteen o'clock to mend that Giant Rabbit's clothes. "I might just aswell have made you a new suit, " he said, as the last inch of themile-long spool of thread was used up. "I declare I never had such ajob before. "

And I guess he spoke the truth, for I never met a Giant Rabbit in mytailor's shop, although I once had a giant bill from my tailor. 

STORY XX. 

BILLY BUNNY AND PARSON CROW. 

Well, after the Tailor Bird got his money from the Ragged Giant Rabbitfor mending his clothes, he thanked Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky andsaid he must be going for he had to make a suit of clothes right awayfor Parson Crow. 

"If you'll wait a minute you can go with us, " said kind Uncle Lucky;"we'll take you home in the automobile. "

Of course the Tailor Bird was only too anxious to get a ride, althoughhe did have a good pair of wings. But the needle was pretty heavy and, anyway, Tailor Birds don't often have the opportunity to ride inautomobiles. 

Well, after a little ways, not so very far, the Luckymobile came to astop and, of course, Billy Bunny had to get out to see what was thematter, and he hunted and hunted all over the machine, but couldn'tfind out what was wrong. By and by he saw one of the numbers haddropped off the little license plate that hung down from the rearaxle. 

So he hopped back, and by and by, just as he was going to give uplooking for it, Parson Crow flew by, and when he saw Billy Bunny hestopped and said: "What are you looking for, little rabbit?"

And when Billy Bunny told him, he took the number 7 out of his pocketand handed it to the little bunny. "Here's your number, " cawed theblack crow, although I never heard of a white one except once, andthat was a bad bird who had been whitewashed by a colored painterbecause he ate up all the corn. 

"That's my lucky number, " said Billy Bunny. And then the crow said ina mournful voice:

"It's mine, too, and I just hate to give it up. "

"Well, if you can get me another number, I don't care if you keep it, "said the little rabbit. And then what do you think that crow did? Why, he got a nice smooth little chip and made a lovely number 3 on it witha red pencil and handed it to the little rabbit. 

And as soon as he had tied it on the Luckymobile, would you believe itif I didn't say so, that Luckymobile started to go all by itself. Andif Billy Bunny hadn't been mighty quick he would have been leftbehind. 

"Where are you two rabbits going?" asked the crow as he flew alongsideof the Luckymobile. "Because if you are not in a hurry, why don't youcome with me to the meeting house to-night and hear me preach?"

"We will, " said kind Uncle Lucky, "and I'll drop a carrot cent in thecollection box if you want me to. " So after a while they stopped neara tall pine tree and Parson Crow sat on a limb and waited for all thelittle people of the forest to come to the meeting. Well, after theywere all there, he began:

 "Now, listen to the words I say, And do your duty every day. Be always good and most polite And do the things you know are right. Oh, never say an angry word To any animal or bird, So when the night comes 'twill be good To feel you've done the best you could. "

And after that Uncle Lucky dropped a carrot dollar in the collectionbox and drove home with Billy Bunny. 

STORY XXI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND JACK-IN-THE-BOX. 

 Oh, I'm a rollicking Jack-in-the-Box, And I'm not afraid of a bear or a fox, For every one's scared when up I pop, And the little girl cries, "Oh, stop! oh, stop!" I'm the bravest thing you ever saw, I'm not afraid of my Mother-in-Law!

Well, sir, I suppose you'll think Billy Bunny was frightened and thatUncle Lucky lost his breath and the automobile a tire. But nothing ofthe sort happened. Instead, the old gentleman rabbit laughed so hardthat his collar button fell out and it took him fifteen minutes andhalf an hour to find it. And then he never would have if theJack-in-the-Box hadn't seen it first. And where do you suppose thatex-as-per-a-ting, which means teasing, button was? You'd never guess, so I'll have to tell you without asking you again. 

It was in the old gentleman rabbit's waistcoat pocket where he kepthis gold watch and chain and pocket knife and pencil with a rubber onthe end and a toothpick. 

"How did you see it pop into my pocket?" he asked the Jack-in-the-Box. "I'll never tell you, " said the Jack-in-the-Box, "but what does thatmatter? You've found your collar button, and that's enough. "

"If I come across your cousin Jack-in-the-Pulpit, " said Uncle Lucky, after he had buttoned up his collar and wound his watch, "I'll tellhim how kind you were to find my collar button for me, " and then theold gentleman rabbit took off his old wedding stovepipe hat and bowedto the Jack-in-the-Box and drove away in the Luckmobile down the road, and when he came to a bridge he said to his little nephew, "Do youthink we're on the right road?"

"I don't remember this bridge, do you?" And then a voice cried out, "Don't be anxious, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot. This is the road toLettuceville. 

"Keep right on after you cross the bridge until you come to a littlered schoolhouse and then turn to your left and then turn to your rightand if you don't get home until morning you've made a mistake. "

"Thank you, " said Uncle Lucky. "And if I make a mistake I'll come backand give you a scolding, " and after that they crossed the bridge, andjust as they came to the first turn in the road they heard a dreadfulloud noise in the woods close by. 

"What's that?" asked Billy Bunny, and he turned up his left ear andhis coat collar so that he could hear better. 

"It's an old friend of yours, " answered a deep growly kind of a voice, and before the two rabbits could wonder who it was their friend, thegood-natured bear jumped out of the bushes. 

"Take me with you, please, " he said, "for I've run a splinter in myfoot and it hurts me to walk. " And in the next story you shall hear ofanother adventure which the two little rabbits had. 

STORY XXII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND DR. DUCK. 

You remember in the last story how the good-natured bear asked BillyBunny and Uncle Lucky to give him a ride in the Luckymobile because hehad run a splinter in his foot. 

Well, as soon as he had climbed into the automobile, and it took himalmost 23 1/2 seconds to do it, for the splinter was so long that itcaught on the door, Uncle Lucky started off and by and by they came tothe house where the good Duck Doctor lived. --Dr. Quack, you remember. 

"Now, I'll go in and get him to come out and look at your splinter, "said Billy Bunny, as he hopped out of the Luckymobile and rang thefront door bell, and in a minute, less or more, a nice looking ladyduck came out and said, "The Doctor is away on his vacation. He's goneto the Lily Pond for two weeks. But you can call him up on thetelephone if you like. The number is Waterville, 2 3 umpty eleven. "

So the little rabbit called up the number and when the doctor heardwhat was the matter, he said, "You had better come to see me. 

"You have the automobile right there, and it's a dangerous thing tohave so large a splinter as that. Tell Mr. Bear he'll have a dreadfulcorn if it isn't taken out at once. "

So they all hurried away and pretty soon they came to Lily Pond, andthere was Dr. Duck swimming around among the pond lilies and thefrogs, having a lovely time. And wasn't he sunburnt? Well, I shouldsay he was. His bill was as dark as a little brown berry and his nosewas as red as a little choke cherry. 

"That looks very serious to me, " said he, putting on his glasses andlooking at Mr. Bear's injured feet. "I'll have to get a saw and cutoff your foot. " And then Mr. Bear gave a dreadful howl. "Oh, pleasedon't saw off my foot. It's sore enough already. "

"I didn't mean to saw off your foot, " said Dr. Duck. "Did I say that?I mean to saw off the splinter and then put on a poultice and draw outthe pain. "

Well, it took a long time to do all that, and the poor Bear criedseveral times, for it hurt the splinter dreadfully, you know, to besawed off that way. But by and by the poultice began to draw, andpretty soon out came the splinter, and Mr. Bear felt ever so muchbetter. That is, until the doctor said, "It will cost you a milliondollars, for that was a very serious operation. "

"I've never even seen a million dollars, " said the Bear. "Nor even amillion cents. You'll have to mail me a corrected bill, " and then hejumped into the automobile and asked Uncle Lucky to drive away. 

"Stop, stop!" cried the Duck Doctor, but Uncle Lucky paid no attentionto him, any more than the Bear paid the bill. "You send a correctedbill to my friend, " said the old gentleman rabbit. "And, mind you, youhad better correct it three times and a half if you ever want itpaid. "

And in the next story you shall hear of an exciting adventure whichthe two little rabbits had with a fretful porcupine. 

STORY XXIII. 

BUNNY AND THE FRETFUL PORCUPINE. 

 Oh, never tease a porcupine, For reasons I'll relate, He's like a cushion full of pins That stand out stiff and straight. And if you stand too close I know He'll stick one in your little toe. 

Well, that's just what Uncle Lucky did, and of course he got stuckwith one of those prickly, stickery porcupine needles and it was anawful bother to get it out. 

And the fretful porcupine laughed and this made Billy Bunny veryangry, and he took his popgun out of his knapsack and hit theporcupine on the end of the nose with the cork bullet, and this madethe prickly animal run away. 

And after that the two rabbits started off again in the Luckymobileand by and by they came to a little village where they made lollypopsby the million. And the first thing Uncle Lucky did was to buy a bigbox full of them and put it in the back of the Luckymobile, "for, "said the kind old gentleman rabbit, "we may run across some boys andgirls and then we'll have something nice to give them. "

Wasn't that kind of him? But he was always doing nice things, wasdear, kind, generous Uncle Lucky. 

Well, after a while they came to some woods where a picnic was beingheld. There were lots and lots of children playing under the trees andthe women were sitting around talking and telling their troubles, andthe men were making whistles and bows and arrows for the boys andtelling how they used to shoot with them when they were little boys. 

"Helloa there, children!" cried Uncle Lucky, while Billy Bunny honkedthe horn. "Don't you want some lollypops?" And in about five hundredshort seconds there wasn't a lollypop left in that big box, and UncleLucky was a hero, or a Santa Claus, I don't remember which. And thenone big boy said, "Let's give three cheers for the two rabbits and onemore for the Luckymobile. "

And you never heard such a noise in your life. One little boy got soexcited that he swallowed a raspberry lollypop and his mother had toreach down his throat and pull it out by the stick. 

"Now be good until I see you again, " said the kind old gentlemanrabbit as he drove off, and by and by Billy Bunny saw something movingamong the trees. 

"What's that?" he said to his rabbit uncle. But before the oldgentleman rabbit could reply, a big stone hit one of the lamps on theautomobile and broke it to splintereens. 

"Stop that whoever you are!" shouted Billy Bunny. "If you do it againI'll shoot!" and he held his popgun up to his shoulder just like asoldier boy in battle. 

And if the little canary in my room doesn't wink at me all night sothat I can't hear the alarm clock in the morning, I'll tell youanother story. 

STORY XXIV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND DANNY BILLYGOAT. 

Well, my little canary bird didn't wink at me all night, as I fearedit might in the last story, and my alarm clock said "good morning" tome at half-past fourteen o'clock, so I got up in time, and here is thestory I wrote before I went out into the garden to eat raspberrieswith Robbie Redbreast. 

One evening as Uncle Lucky and Billy Bunny were driving along in theLuckymobile, who should they come across but a little billygoat namedDanny. 

He had a little beard that hung down from his chin and two littlehorns that stuck up from his head, and he was playing on a flute whilehe sat cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. And when he saw ourtwo small friends in their machine, he began to play:

 It's not so far to the twinkle star In the little white boat of sleep. So list to my tune, like a breeze in June, Where the honeysuckles creep. 

 Over the sky, way up high, In the little white boat of sleep. Ever so far to the twinkle star Way up in the sky blue deep. 

"Where did you learn that lullaby, " asked kind Uncle Lucky, brushing atear from his eye, for he remembered just a little song his motherused to sing when he was a little boy rabbit, you know. 

"I don't know, " answered Danny Goat. He pulled on his goatee andsmiled, and then he began again:

 "Up in the sky when the sun is high The white cloud boats go sailing by, And the summer breeze in the tall, tall trees Is singing a song the whole day long. And this is the song they sing: We ring the bell in the cool damp dell That grows on the lily's stalk, We bend the ferns in the river's turns And the tail of the great gray hawk; And the foamy spray in the big deep bay We blow on the great boardwalk. "

"That reminds me of Atlantic City, " said Uncle Lucky. "Let's drivedown there and go for a swim. "

"Just the thing, " said the little rabbit; "I've got my bathing suit inmy knapsack. I'm ready. "

So off they went, and by and by they came to the seashore. But therewasn't a hotel in sight, so of course they knew they had made amistake. They didn't care, especially Billy Bunny, for not very farfrom land was the big good-natured whale who had taken him for a saila long, long time ago. "There's my friend the Whaleship!" cried thelittle rabbit. 

And in the next story, if that whale doesn't swim away, I'll tell yousomething more about Billy Bunny and his kind Uncle Lucky. 

STORY XXV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE WHALE. 

You remember in the story before this that Billy Bunny and Uncle Luckywere at the seashore, and out a little ways from the land was thegood-natured Whale. 

Well, as soon as he saw the little rabbit he swam up to the beach andsaid "Hello. " And then Billy Bunny introduced him to Uncle Lucky, andafter that the Whale said:

"Don't you both want to go for a sail?" and as the old gentlemanrabbit had never been on a whaleship in his life, he said yes rightaway, and so did the little rabbit. 

Then the Whale pushed his tail up on the sand and the two littlerabbits hopped over it just like a bridge, and then they sat down, andaway went the whale with a swish of his tail that spattered the sprayall over the bay. 

"Goodness me!" cried the old gentleman rabbit, "I'll have to wipe offmy spectacles, " and he took his polka-dot handkerchief from hispocket, and after that he tied it over his old wedding stovepipe hat, for he wasn't going to lose that hat, no siree, and a no sireemam, noteven if he had to tie the anchor to it. By and by, not so very long, they heard a sweet voice singing, so they looked everywhere, but theonly thing they saw was the big green ocean. 

"I wonder who is singing?" said Uncle Lucky, and he took his spyglassout of his waistcoat pocket and twisted it around and around until hecould see distinctly, which means plainly, you know. 

"There she is!" cried the old gentleman rabbit, and he got so excitedthat he looked through the wrong end of the spyglass and then he said, "No, she isn't!" for he couldn't see anything at all that way, youknow. 

"What did you see?" asked the little rabbit, and he pushed forwardUncle Lucky's old wedding stovepipe hat to keep it from falling overhis left ear. 

"A mermaid!" cried the old gentleman rabbit, and before he could turnthe spyglass the other way a lovely mermaid swam up and handed him hercard, and on it was written in lovely purple ink:

 Miss Coral Seafoam, Oceanville, U. S. A. 

"Pleased to meet you, " cried the old gentleman rabbit most politely. "This is my nephew, William Bunny, Brier Patch, Old Snake FenceCorner, and my name is Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot and I live inLettuceville, corner of Carrot and Lettuce streets, " and then he triedto take off his hat, but he couldn't, for it was tied down tight, youremember, with his blue polka-dot handkerchief. 

And after that the mermaid asked them to visit her coral island, whereshe and her sisters sold coral beads and scarfpins. And in the nextstory you shall hear--well, I guess I won't tell you now, but let youwait and see. 

STORY XXVI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE MERMAID. 

Well, now we'll commence by saying that as soon as Billy Bunny andUncle Lucky reached the coral island, where the lovely mermaid lived, for she had asked them to call, you remember, they got off the Whale, and, after asking him to wait for them while they made a little visit, sat down on the sand, and pretty soon the mermaid brought them each alovely coral scarfpin, and the one she gave to Uncle Lucky was alittle image of herself and the one she gave to Billy Bunny was alittle fish. 

Then the little rabbit opened his knapsack and took out a lovely applepie and gave it to her. And she was so pleased that she ate it all up, and then she said, "I'll give you a lovely breast-pin made ofbeautiful coral for your mother, Mr. Billy Bunny, if you'll give meanother pie. "

So the little rabbit opened his knapsack and took out another fresh, juicy apple pie and placed the beautiful present for his mothercarefully in the knapsack, and after that he ate a lollypop and UncleLucky drank a bottle of ginger ale, and then they said good-by and gotaboard the Whaleship and sailed away. 

And would you believe it? Dear, kind Uncle Lucky almost cried! Yousee, he had never seen a mermaid before, and he thought she waslovely, and I guess she was, for Uncle Lucky couldn't make a mistake, I'm sure, for he had travelled abroad and had seen lots and lots ofbeautiful lady bunnies. 

"And now where are we going?" asked the little rabbit, but Uncle Luckywas too busy trying to find his other blue polka-dot handkerchief withwhich to wipe his eyes to answer. 

And then he couldn't find it, and the reason was because he had givenit to a Chinaman the day before, but he didn't remember that, for hewas so miserable at leaving the beautiful mermaid. 

"Oh, dear! Oh, dear!" sighed the old gentleman rabbit, "'Tis sad to part. My poor old heart Is nearly, nearly breaking; Alas! alas! that mermaid lass Has set my head a-shaking!"

And after that his old wedding stovepipe hat almost fell off his head, and it would have, I'm sure, if it hadn't been for the blue polka-dothandkerchief which he had tied over the top of it. 

And just then, all of a sudden, the Whaleship bumped into a motorboat, and nearly upset it. 

"What's the matter with your pilot?" screamed the man who was in themotor boat, and when Uncle Lucky looked over the side of the Whale hesaw it wasn't a man at all, but the old Billygoat who owned theFerryboat I told you about some umpty-leven stones ago. 

"Excuse us, please, " said the kind old gentleman rabbit, but what theBillygoat said I'll have to tell you in the next story, for there's nomore room in this one. 

STORY XXVII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE BEANSTALK. 

Seeing it's you, " answered the Billygoat, who, you remember in thelast story, had gotten very angry because Billy Bunny and Uncle Luckyhad bumped into his motor boat with their whaleship. 

"I'll forgive you, " and then he raced the Whale all the way to theshore and would have beaten him, too, if he had gone faster. 

And as soon as the whaleship ran up on the beach, the two littlerabbits hopped off and got into their automobile and drove away, andthe Whale went back and told the Mermaid that the two little rabbitshad a beautiful Luckymobile, and she felt dreadfully sorry that shehadn't gone with them. 

Well, after a little while, not so very far, they came across awonderful beanstalk, which was growing up so high that you couldn'tsee the top, and if Billy Bunny had only known the story about "Jackand the Beanstalk, " I guess he would have thought that the story hadcome true. 

"My gracious!" exclaimed Uncle Lucky. "My lima beans at home growpretty high but never as high as this, " and he took out of hiswaistcoat pocket his spyglass and tried to find the top of thebeanstalk; but he couldn't, for it was hidden in the clouds. Justthink of that!

"I'm going to climb up that beanstalk, " said the little bunny. "MaybeI'll find my fortune at the top. "

"And I'll go with you, " said the old gentleman rabbit, for he wasn'tgoing to let his small nephew go up a strange beanstalk and perhapsget lost in the clouds, you know. 

Not good, kind Uncle Lucky. No, sireemam; so they hopped out of theLuckymobile and started up the beanstalk, and by and by, after apretty long time, they came to the top and the first thing they sawwas their friend American Eagle and his wife, and she was sitting onher nest hatching out the big eggs which she had laid. 

"We'll need lots of eagles now that we've gone to war, " said the bigbird, and he flapped his wings and sang "Yankee Doodle Dandy" threetimes over and then once more. And this made the old gentleman rabbitso excited that he stood up and made a speech, and then he threw hisold wedding stovepipe hat up into the air and gave three cheers andhalf a dozen tigers and two or three bears. 

And after that Billy Bunny opened his knapsack and took out anAmerican flag and put it on the top of the beanstalk so that all thepeople in the aeroplane could see it and say "Hip-hur-ray for the U. S. A. !"

"When the little eagles come out of their shells you must bring themto call on me, " said good, kind Uncle Lucky to Mrs. Eagle. "I havesome popcorn and lollypops at home, and I know how children like thosethings. "

And this made Mrs. Eagle very happy and Mr. Eagle very proud, and hehelped the two little rabbits to climb down the beanstalk in time forme to write what they did in the next story, which will be about anadventure in the Friendly Forest. 

STORY XXVIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND SCATTERBRAINS. 

After Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky reached the ground, for they hadclimbed down the beanstalk, you remember, as I told you in the laststory, they jumped into the Luckymobile and drove off toward theFriendly Forest, and when they had gone maybe a mile in and out amongthe trees, for there wasn't really any automobile road to go on, youknow, they came across Scatterbrains, the gray squirrel. 

Now Uncle Lucky knew Old Squirrel Nutcracker very well, and as the oldgentleman squirrel was very nice and well behaved it made Uncle Luckyprovoked to think that his son should be such a scatterbrains. SoUncle Lucky stopped the automobile and said:

"Well, young squirrel, have you been troubling your father lately?"and Scatterbrains answered, "No, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot, not lately. Not since yesterday. "

"What!" exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit, "do you mean to say youtroubled him yesterday? Why didn't you wait until to-morrow?" and thenUncle Lucky winked at Billy Bunny and then scowled at Scatterbrains. 

And just then they heard a dreadful noise. It sounded just as if thetrees were snapping to pieces and, all of a sudden, a tornado struckthem and up in the air went the Luckymobile with the two littlerabbits, but what happened to the little squirrel I really don't know, unless it took him up, too, and hid him in a cloud. 

And perhaps it did, for I've often seen clouds that looked exactlylike squirrels, haven't you, and other animals, too, like bears andcats?

"Gracious me!" cried Uncle Billy. "Hang on, Billy Bunny, and don't letthe cushions slip or the electricity run out of the cabaret, for if weever get back to earth, I'd like to get home and stay home forever. Oh, home, sweet home, " and the old gentleman rabbit took off hisautomobile goggles, for they were full of tears and he couldn't seeanything. 

Well, by and by, the tornado let go and the automobile fell on top ofa clothesline and balanced there as nicely as a tight-rope dancer, andwhen the two little rabbits looked about them, they found they were inMrs. Bunny's backyard in the Old Brier Patch. Wasn't that lucky? Well, I guess it was!

And just then Mrs. Bunny came out of the kitchen door to hang up someof Billy Bunny's little shirts on the line, for it was Monday morning, you know. 

And when she saw the Luckymobile on her clothesline she gave a scream, and then she began to laugh, and after that she ran back into thehouse and brought out her scissors and cut the rope and the automobilecame down with a bang, and out tumbled the two little rabbits. 

"Well, well, well, " said Mrs. Bunny, and she sat down on theclothespin basket and laughed, but, of course, there weren't anyclothespins, or any other kind of pins, in it, you see, for then shewouldn't have laughed. 

And in the next story, if my umbrella doesn't open and stand over mybed to keep off the mosquitoes, I'll tell you another story to-morrownight. 

STORY XXIX. 

BILLY BUNNY AND MRS. BLACK CAT. 

 Awake, awake, 'tis early morn. The cow is climbing the stalks of corn, The little bird is beating an egg, And the rooster is dancing about on one leg, And the pig is trying on her new bonnet, With a little blue bow and a red cherry on it. 

Uncle Lucky rolled over in bed and then he got up and wiggled his noseand his left ear, and after that he was so wide awake that he didn'twant to get back into bed, as I did, when I woke up this morning. 

And just then the breakfast bell rang and Mrs. Bunny put on the coffeeand the baked lollypops and the stewed prunes, and, oh, dear me! Ireally can't remember what rabbits eat every day, for I'm sure theydon't eat the same old thing, for if they did they wouldn't be jollyand gay and hop about merrily all through the day, but would sit in acorner and sulk and be sad, and maybe get angry and maybe get mad. 

So always remember to have something new, for no one can always enjoya prune stew. There! I've gone and written another piece of poetry andmy typewriter wouldn't print it properly. Isn't that too bad?

Well, after breakfast the old gentleman rabbit went out for a walk inthe Pleasant Meadow, and he went all alone, too, for Billy Bunny hadto stay home and polish the front door knob and sweep the piazza andfeed the canary and bring in the wood, for Mrs. Bunny had to hurry upwith the breakfast dishes so as to be able to go over and see CousinCottontail, who had just had a new baby rabbit. 

Well, as I was saying, Uncle Lucky hopped along the Pleasant Meadowuntil he came to the Old Farm Yard where Cocky Docky and Henny Jennyand all the other Barn Yard Folk lived with the good-natured farmer. 

And just as he was going through the gate, who should bounce out athim but a big black cat. And, oh, dear me. Her claws were sticking outof her feet like pins and her eyes were yellow as fire and her teethglittered and her whiskers stood out like bayonets, and her tail wasas big as a rolling pin and her back was humped up worse than acamel's. 

If you can think of anything worse than the way that cat looked I wishyou would write me a letter and tell me so that I can scare UncleLucky, for, would you believe it, he wasn't the least big frightened. No, sireemam. 

He just took off his old wedding stovepipe hat and bowed most politelyto Mrs. Black Cat, and she was so surprised that she turned around andwent back to her three little kittens who never wore mittens becausethey didn't have any. 

And after that the old gentleman rabbit hopped into the barn and atesome corn and had a talk with Mr. Sharptooth Rat. And maybe he wouldhave been talking there yet if something hadn't happened. And when youdon't expect it, something very often, and sometimes most always, doeshappen. The Miller's dog ran into the barn and made a grab for the oldgentleman rabbit, but Uncle Lucky was too quick for him. 

He hopped to one side and then out of that barn so that he hoppedright into to-morrow night's story. Wasn't that wonderful?

STORY XXX. 

BILLY BUNNY AND BIG YELLOW DOG. 

Let me see. Didn't I say that Billy Bunny hopped out of the Old Barnso fast in last night's story that he jumped right into this one?Well, he did, and here he is saying, "I'm ready for anotheradventure!"

And no sooner had he said this than along came a big yellow dog with amuzzle on his nose, and when the little rabbit saw him he laughed outloud, "Oh, ho! Mr. Yellow Dog! Did you put your nose into a mousetrap?"

"No, I didn't, " replied the Yellow Dog. "It's a muzzle to keep me frombiting little rabbits, " and then he gave a dreadful growl and tried topull off the muzzle with his front paws. 

"I won't wait until you get it off, " said Billy Bunny, and he hoppedaway as fast as he could, for he wasn't the least bit curious to seewhether that muzzle was tied on tight!

And by and by he came to a hollow stump where lived an old rabbitnamed Hoppity-hop. 

"Helloa, my little friend, " said the old rabbit, and then he wriggledhis nose a million times or less, for I guess he smelt the lettucesandwich which Billy Bunny had in his knapsack. 

"Good morning, " said Billy Bunny, but he didn't open his knapsack. No, sir! It wasn't fourteen o'clock, which is the luncheon hour inRabbitville, so I've been told. And this, of course, made the oldrabbit very sad. "Oh, dear me, " he cried, "I'm so hungry, and if thereis anything I love more than a lettuce sandwich it's apple pie!"

"How do you know I've got an apple pie?" asked Billy Bunny, and hetook out his gold watch and chain to see what time it was, for hebegan to feel hungry all of a sudden. But, oh, dear me!

It wasn't fourteen o'clock, or anywhere near it, so he twisted thestem of his watch until the hands pointed at the luncheon time, andthen he took out the lettuce sandwich and the apple pie and he and theold rabbit ate them up right then and there, and after that they feltever so much better. 

"Now I'll tell you a secret, " said the old rabbit. "There's a carrotcandy shop not very far from here, and if you've got any money in yourknapsack I'll take you there. "

Wasn't that kind of that old rabbit? So off they hopped and prettysoon, not so very far, they came to the candy shop, and the old ladywoodchuck who kept it was awfully kind and generous, for she filled upa paper bag right to the top for a lettuce dollar bill, which I thinkwas a very cheap price to pay for all that candy, don't you?

And when it was all gone, Billy Bunny said good-by and hopped awaysinging at the top of his voice:

 "Oh, who is so merry and who is so gay As a rabbit who always has money to pay For candy and popcorn and nice apple pie And other sweet things that you're longing to buy. "

And in the next story, if Billy Bunny does eat any more carrot candyand get so dizzy he can't hop in a circle, I'll tell you some moreabout the little rabbit. 

STORY XXXI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND A HAPPY BIRTHDAY. 

 It very often happens You don't know what to do, And then's the time the Mischief Man Comes smiling round to you. He whispers something in your ear You know you shouldn't stop to hear, And then's the time for you to say, "Oh, Mischief Man, please go away!"

This is what dear good Uncle Lucky wrote in Billy Bunny's album, forit was the little rabbit's birthday, you know, and Uncle Lucky thoughthe ought to warn him against the Mischief Man. 

Well, as soon as the ink was dry so that the little rabbit could putthe album away in Uncle Lucky's desk, the kind old gentleman rabbitsaid: "Let us take a ride in the Luckymobile. Maybe we can go someplace where we will have a good time. "

So they got into the automobile and started off, and by and by theycame to a shady spot in the woods. And there right under a bigspreading chestnut tree, was a little table covered with a clean whitecloth and in the middle was a lovely birthday cake with candles andbig frosted letters, which read, "A Happy Birthday to Billy Bunny!"

And oh, my, wasn't he delighted and so were all the little forestfolk, for they were all there, let me tell you, from Old SquirrelNutcracker to the Big Brown Bear. 

And so were the little people from the Pleasant Meadow, Dicky MeadowMouse and Robbie Redbreast and many others. And pretty soon along camethe barnyard folk, Cocky Docky, Henny Jenny and Duckey Daddies. EvenMrs. Cow wasn't too busy to be there, and if you'll wait a minute I'lltell you the names of some more of Billy Bunny's friends:

Turkey Purky, Danny Beaver, Old Mother Magpie, Timmy Chipmunk, Scatterbrains, the gray squirrel, and Shadow Tail, his brother. DaddyFox would like to have been there, only Uncle Lucky hadn't sent him aninvitation. The only friend who wasn't there was Uncle Bullfrog. Hecouldn't leave his log in the Old Mill Pond, so he sent his regrets bylittle Mrs. Oriole, who lived in the willow tree by the Old Mill. 

"Now we'll cut the cake, " said kind Uncle Lucky, and he went over tothe Luckymobile to get the big carving knife which he had hidden underthe cushions. 

"There's a little gold ring hidden away somewhere, " he said as he cutthe cake very carefully so as not to topple over the pretty candlesand get the pink and green melted wax all over the white frosting. 

And then everybody ate up his piece of cake as fast as he could tofind the little gold ring. "I've got it! I've got it!" screamed TimmyChipmunk. But, oh, dear me. It wasn't the ring at all. It was only ahard nut. 

And the little chipmunk was so disappointed that he ran home to tellhis mother all about it, and she gave him one she had found when shewas a little girl in the toe of her stocking one happy Christmasmorning. And in the next story you'll be surprised to hear who got thering after all. 

STORY XXXII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE LOST RING. 

 Something's going to happen; I feel it in the air. But what it is you soon shall know, So hold your breath and stare. 

You remember in the last story I told you about Billy Bunny's birthdayparty and promised to tell you who found the little gold ring in thefrosted cake. 

Well, just as the little rabbit said, "I've found it!" Daddy Foxsprang from behind a bush and grabbed the piece of cake right out ofthe little rabbit's paw. 

And then he jumped over the Luckymobile and ran off to his den to giveit to Slyboots or Bushy Tail, his two little sons, you know, but whichone got it I can't remember, for everybody was so excited that theyforgot to ask the naughty old fox before he got away. 

"That's too bad, " said kind Uncle Lucky; "I'll have to get you anotherone, " so he said good-by to everybody and took Billy Bunny down to the3 and 10 cents store, where they bought a lovely gold ring with a bigruby in it. Wasn't that nice?

And then they came back to the woods, but everybody had gone home andthere was no more birthday cake anywhere to be seen, not even a littlepiece of candle. 

"Well, what shall we do now?" said the kind old gentleman rabbit, andhe poured some lettuce oil into the cabaret and took out his bluepolka-dot handkerchief and wiped his ear, and then he dusted off hisold wedding stovepipe hat and honked the automobile horn and blew up atire and turned a cushion upside down to hide a grease spot. And afterthat he put on his goggles and started off again, and by and by, notso very long, they came to a signpost on which was written:

"Which road shall I take?"

"Goodness, gracious me!" exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit, "what'sthe matter with my goggles?" and he took them off and looked at thesignpost again. 

"It says the same old thing, " he said with a sigh, and he took off hisold wedding stovepipe hat and dusted the top, and after he had put iton his head again he heard a voice saying:

 "Take the road that leads to the left, And not the one to the right, For if you don't you will get left And you won't get home till night. "

"Who's speaking?" said Billy Bunny. And the reason he hadn't saidanything before was because he had been sound asleep. 

And then who should come out from behind that funny signpost but agreat roaring bull with two horns and about ten feet long and big red, snorting nostrils. 

"Don't let us disturb you, " which means bother or something like that, said Uncle Lucky, and he honked the horn with all his might, and, would you believe it, the bull was so frightened that he ran away andnever stopped till he got home and covered himself with the crazyquilt on his old four-poster bed. 

STORY XXXIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE GREAT NEWS. 

 Once upon a time, So I've heard tell, There lived a little rabbit In a shady dell. And on one side a clover patch, Where red-topped clovers grew, And 'tother side was lollypops Of red and white and blue. 

This is the song Mrs. Bunny sang one morning as she set to work towash her little rabbit's white duck trousers, for it was Monday, andthat is washday in Rabbitville, so they tell me. 

And just as she was hanging them out on the line who should fly up butOld Mother Magpie, and, my! wasn't she excited. Why, she was sodisturbed that her bonnet had fallen off her head and was hanging bythe strings. 

"Have you heard the news?" she asked, and she rolled off one of herblack silk mitts and turned her wedding ring around three times and ahalf. 

"Heard what?" asked Mrs. Bunny, putting the clothespin in her mouthinstead of on the clothesline. 

"Why, the Miller's boy has gone off to the war. "

"Hurray!" shouted little Billy Bunny, who was polishing the brass doorknob on the back door. "Hurray!"

"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, " said Old Mother Mischief. "Hispoor mother is nearly crazy with grief. "

"I'm sorry for her, " said Mrs. Bunny, and she thought how thankful sheought to be that her little rabbit didn't have to shoulder a musket. 

"Well, I'm glad he's going, " said Billy Bunny. "He can shoot atsomething else now besides little rabbits. "

Old Mother Magpie ruffled her feathers. "Well, if I had a boy like youI'd teach him not to glory over another person's grief, " and then sheflew away. 

"I'm sorry for his mother, " said Mrs. Bunny, "but the Miller boy willnever be missed, " and the clothespin fell out of her mouth and stoodup in the grass like a little wooden soldier. 

"Do you want anything at the store?" asked the little rabbit, after hehad finished cleaning the door knob. "If you do, tell me, for I'mgoing by there. "

"You can order a pound of carrot tea and some lollypops, " answered hismother, and then Billy Bunny picked up his striped candy cane and setoff for the village, and by and by he came to the post office and thenice lady postmistress called to him that there was a letter thereaddressed to Billy Bunny, Old Brier Patch, but what was written in itI'm not going to tell you now, for I must stop and play a game ofpinochle with dear, kind Uncle Lucky, who just telephoned me to comeover to his house and have a game with him this evening, and I mustn'tkeep him waiting another minute. 

STORY XXXIV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND JENNY MUSKRAT. 

Well, I played pinochle with Uncle Lucky Lefthindfoot last evening andit was so late when I got home that I overslept myself this morning. 

And maybe I'd have slept all day if Robbie Redbreast hadn't come to mywindow and told me that Billy Bunny was reading a letter which I toldyou about in yesterday's story and that every time he turned a page helaughed harder than ever. 

Well, I was so curious to know what he was laughing at that I toldRobbie Redbreast to fly back to him and look over his shoulder and seewhat was in the letter while I hurried and dressed as fast as I could, and when I was all ready to go into the Friendly Forest where thelittle rabbit was, I saw him coming toward me with the letter in hishand and the little robin perched upon his knapsack. 

"Good morning, " he said and handed me the letter, and now you shallhear what was written to Mr. William Bunny, Brier Patch, Old SnakeFence Corner, U. S. A. , care of Uncle Sam!

"My dear Billy Bunny:

"Just a few lines from your old friend the Circus Elephant to tell youthat he is coming to see you as soon as he gets over the measles. Ifyou've never had the measles, dear Billy Bunny, don't get them, forthey are dreadful things for there's so many of them. 

"Please give my love to Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot and tell him as soon asI'm well, I'll be back in his circus. 

"Your friend, "Elly. "

And as soon as I'd read the letter the little rabbit put it in hispocket and hopped away and by and by he came to a little stone houseby a river. And before I go any farther I'll just whisper to you how Iknow all this. 

You see, the little robin told me all about it, for he and I are greatfriends and his nest is in the old apple tree just under my window. 

Well, pretty soon, after looking all around, Billy Bunny knocked onthe door of the little stone house and in a few minutes it was openedby a nice lady muskrat, whose name was Jenny Eva. 

"How do you do, little rabbit, " she said, and then she invited him inand gave him a cookie made out of carrot seeds and pumpkin flour. Andafter that he showed her the letter from his friend, the circuselephant, and just then, all of a sudden, the front door flew open andin came the miller's dog. 

And, oh, dear me! Mrs. Jenny Eva Muskrat forgot all about her societymanners and ran down the back stairs into the river and the littlerabbit forgot to say good-by and hid himself in a big hat box whereshe kept her last year's Easter bonnet. And then, what do you supposethe miller's dog did? Why, he began to sing:

 "Old Mrs. Muskrat jumped into the river, Splasherty, splasherty, splash! And little boy rabbit jumped into the box, That held her best bonnet and trampled upon it. Masherty, masherty, mash!"

And in the next story you shall know what the miller's dog did when hestopped singing, that is, if Robbie Redbreast isn't too frightened tolook into the window and tell me all about it. 

STORY XXXV. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE MILLER'S DOG. 

After the Miller's Dog stopped singing, as I told you in the storybefore this, he poked his nose into the hat box where Billy Bunny hadhidden himself and said in a deep, growly voice:

 "Come out of there or I will growl and bite the bonnet That Mrs. Muskrat wears for best And the purple flowers on it. And then she'll think it's you who did This dreadful unkind deed, And never speak to you again Or you with cookies feed. "

"Goodness me, but you are a very poor sort of a poet, " said the littlerabbit, peeping out of the hat box. "Your poetry is dreadful, " andthis made the Miller's Dog so ashamed of himself that he couldn't waghis tail or even bark. 

No, sir. He couldn't do a thing but slink out of the door and close itso softly that it didn't pinch his tail hardly at all. 

"Ha! ha!" laughed the little rabbit. "Did you ever see such a sillydog?" And neither did I and neither did you, I know. 

Well, after a little while, Mrs. Jenny Eva Muskrat carne up the backstairs from the river, where she had gone in the last story, youremember, and wasn't she glad that nothing more had happened? "If youhad jumped into that other hat box, " she said, "you would have spoiltmy next year's Easter bonnet, and that would have been too dreadfulfor anything. "

And wasn't the little rabbit glad? Well, I guess he was twice over andmaybe three times. And after that he said good-by and hopped away, andafter he had traveled for a long, long ways he came to the field wherehis old friend the Scarecrow lived. 

"How have you been?" asked the little rabbit, and he took a lollypopout of his knapsack and offered it to the scarecrow, but he didn'twant it. "Haven't you got a cigar?" he asked. "I haven't smoked forever so long. "

"I'm sorry, " said Billy Bunny. "I don't think I have any really andtruly cigars. Here's a chocolate one if that will do, " and he handedit to his friend the Old Clothes Man. 

But the Old Clothes Man couldn't smoke it at all, although he triedthe best he could, and pretty soon it began to rain and the chocolatebecame soft and sticky, and the little Bunny all wet, so he said: "Iguess I'll crawl into a hollow stump if I can find one. "

And it didn't take him long, for he hopped away to the woods nearby, and the first thing he saw was an old stump, so he hopped inside. Andno sooner was he safely out of the rain than a voice said:

 "What are you doing in my hollow stump; Who are you anyway? Why didn't you knock on this old wood block If you really want to stay?"

And in the next story I'll tell who it was that said this. 

STORY XXXVI. 

BILLY BUNNY AND THE WOODCHUCK. 

You remember in the last story that just as Billy Bunny hopped intothe hollow stump a voice said, "What are you doing in here?"

"I came in to get out of the wet, " answered the little rabbit, andthen the voice replied:

"What! Is it raining? I'll lend you an umbrella!" and an old woodchuckopened a little door in the side of the stump and winked at BillyBunny. 

"That's very kind of you, " said the little rabbit, and he opened hisknapsack and gave the woodchuck a nice lollypop, and after that thewoodchuck said: "I think you'd better stay here with me until the rainis over. Don't you think so?"

And Billy Bunny said yes, for the woodchuck was very nice and had suchgood manners that the little rabbit felt quite at home. 

But oh, dear me! it began to rain so hard right then and there thatthe water just poured into the old hollow stump, and pretty soon itwas very uncomfortable. So the woodchuck said:

"Now don't you ever tell anybody where I'm going to take you. For it'smy very own house, and I never let anybody know just where I do live. You see, so many people are after me, some with guns and some withsharp teeth and claws, that I have to be very careful. "

So the little rabbit promised, and then he followed the woodchuckthrough the little door and down a long passage until they came to anice, large, comfortable room. 

"Now, this is where I live, " said the woodchuck, and he went over tothe cupboard and took out a carrot candy gumdrop and gave it to BillyBunny, and then he lighted a big cigar and sat down in his oldarmchair and smoked. 

And all the time they could hear the rain pattering on the grassoverhead, for it's wonderful how you can hear all sorts of sounds whenyou're under ground and have big ears like a rabbit, you know. 

"Now, I'll tell you a story, " said the old woodchuck after he hadblown some lovely round rings of smoke into the air. 

 "Once upon a time, Not so very long ago, A band of tiny fairies Lived in the woodland near. And often I would hear them A-singing soft and low When all was dark and quiet And the moon shone bright and clear. So one evening I stole softly Out of the hollow stump, And found them dancing merrily With tiny skip and jump; And just as I was going To say how do you do, The Fairy Queen began to scream. And then away she flew. And then her tiny subjects Took fright and ran off, too, And now I never see them more A-dancing near my old stump door. "

"That's too bad, " said the little rabbit, for he was so interested inwhat the old woodchuck was saying that he had forgotten all about hislollypop and had dropped it on the floor. 

And in the next story he'll pick up his lollypop and eat it, because Ihate to have him lose it, don't you?

STORY XXXVII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND LITTLE PEEWEE. 

Let me stop for a moment and think where I left off last night. Oh, now I remember. Billy Bunny was in the old woodchuck hollow stump, andit was raining. 

Oh, my, yes. Cats and dogs, as they say in grown-ups' stories, sowe'll say kittens and puppies. Well, after a while the rain stoppedand the little rabbit said good-by and hopped away, and pretty soon, not very long, a little bird began to sing:

 "Down the shady Forest Trail, O'er the hill and through the vale, Billy Bunny hops along With a whistle and a song. And if you have never heard A rabbit whistle like a bird, You must ask each little rabbit If he has the whistling habit. "

"Who's singing?" asked Billy Bunny, and he took his silver policeman'swhistle out of his knapsack and blew on it so hard that the littlebird began to cry:

"Oh, dear! Oh, dear! You will whistle my ear off!" And then, ofcourse, the little rabbit stopped, for he didn't want to hurt thatdear little bird. No sireemam. 

"Who are you?" he asked, and the little bird replied: "I'm Peewee, thelittlest bird in the whole Friendly Forest. "

"What do you look like?" said the little rabbit, curiously, gazinghere and there and everywhere and behind a tree and under a stone. "I've never seen a Peewee. "

And then that little bird flew down from a tree and Billy Bunny sawthe tiniest little bird he had ever seen. Why, it wasn't much largerthan a butterfly. 

"Goodness, but you're small, " said Billy Bunny. "Are you so small thatyou don't like lollypops?"

Of course, the little bird said no, and so would you, no matter howsmall you were, but when she tried to fly away with the lollypop, shecouldn't. No sireemam. Wasn't that too bad? So the little rabbit gaveher some sweet cracker crumbs instead, and after that he hopped awaylooking for another adventure. 

And it wasn't long before he had one. For, just as he was hoppingacross a fallen log that made a narrow bridge over a brook, a littlefish swam up to the top of the water and said:

"Here is a letter from your friend, the Whale, " and he held up in hismouth a blue envelope. I guess it was made of some kind of waterproofpaper, for it wasn't the least bit damp. 

And when Billy Bunny opened it, he found a small coral ring inside, and in the letter it said: "This ring is for you, Billy Bunny. 

"The pretty mermaid asked me to send it to you, so here it is. Pleasetell the little fish that you have received it and that it fits youperfectly. " And then the Whale signed himself, "Your great big-heartedfriend, the Whale. "

STORY XXXVIII. 

BILLY BUNNY AND OLD MOTHER MAGPIE. 

 Uncle Bullfrog sings a song That is never very long. All he says is, "Chunk, ker-chunk!" Then he splashes in ker-plunk, And the little fishes swim, Oh, so fast away from him! If they didn't, don't you think He would eat 'em in a wink?

Now who do you suppose was singing this song? Why, a little tadpolenamed Taddylegs. And it made Uncle Bullfrog quite cross, for he didn'tlike tadpoles anyway, and Taddylegs wasn't very polite, as you cansee. 

"Now swim away, " said the old gentleman frog, and he looked angrily atTaddylegs. "Now swim away or I'll swallow you and maybe your cousinand your aunt if they're around. " So the little tadpole swam away andafter a while Old Uncle Bullfrog saw Billy Bunny not very far away. Hewas talking to Mrs. Cow about the clover patch. 

You see, Mrs. Cow was very fond of clover and so was the littlerabbit, and he knew that Mrs. Cow could eat maybe three hundred andforty-seven times as much clover as he could, and so he was afraid shemight eat up the whole patch and leave nothing for anybody else. 

"Please don't eat all the clover tops; mother wants to preserve somefor the winter. "

"Don't you worry, " replied Mrs. Cow, and she whisked a big horse flyoff her side with her long tail. "Don't you worry and don't you fret, there'll be some clover blossoms yet. "

So the little rabbit felt ever so much better and hopped away and byand by he came across Old Mother Magpie. And he wasn't a bit pleased, for she was always finding fault with him, and everybody else, forthat matter. 

Yes, Old Mother Magpie made lots of trouble and Billy Bunny had neverliked her. But he couldn't get away without her seeing him, althoughhe tried his best. 

"Good morning, Billy Bunny, " said the old lady magpie, and she raisedher bonnet so she could see him better, for the brim was half over herleft eye. 

"Good morning, " replied the little rabbit. "I'm sorry, but I'm in adreadful hurry, " and he hopped away so fast that he left his shadow amile behind him. 

"Gracious me!" exclaimed Old Mother Magpie. "That bunny doesn't likeme very much I guess. "

"Yes, you don't have to guess again, " cried a voice, and Parson Crowcawed and hawed, and this made the old lady magpie so angry that sheflew away to tell Barney Owl that she was a very much abused person. 

But here we are at the end of this book, and so we will have to jumpto the next, which I will call, "BILLY BUNNY AND UNCLE LUCKYLEFTHINDFOOT. "

THE END