New-York tribune., 1901-11-17

they often play together in a friendly manner,
though pussy's way of crouching and springing is
rather alarming puzzle to bunny. whose favor
te sport is the standing high jump and who
has knowledge of boxing. But when pussy sees
Il number OF tiny animals which certainly not
kittens nor puppies she is apt to conclude that
duty TO put them TO death So in this case she set
to work carefully and earnestly. killed four OF
house laying the little bodies down in a row under
an apple tree near the back door. She wanted to
garden by killing thieves. and as proof of this,
she made no attempt to eat the poor little vic
Tins but exhibited them trophies.
In way however. unknown to man, the
rom under d hs Fence D5bled and sGfp.
and crept back again to the protection of the big
took such fancy to the plucky orphan that
gift. l was spending the in a village
among the hills. and 1 knew l could train the
at the boarding house. as it was too small to
n36ie 1ne mating or f g9aW tne ,t acn made
at once adopted Its new home and seemed to be
The first day, however. was struggle for life.
could not find anything that it would eat When
rabbits canot endure hunger, it became alarmingly
weak. and hourly expected 1t to die 1t sat curled
yellow fur. At last it nibbled maple leaf, thing
the bitter leaf seemed tic to it' act as tonic found
n9 % m ends M mnS sds Is y ad a WIb,
it was gay and frisky and eating almost inces-
1t became the pet of the household. In warm
weather l left my door open, with adjustable
screen across the lower part of the doorway, and
every who passed through the hall would stop
to notice the merry little prisoner. who would
bob about, shaking his sit up and beg
like a dog. But | thought him much pret-
tier than any dog that ever lived.
AS he always ran up to when called Bun
N.Y. ] never gave him any other name. Very few
abbits will when they are called. so this
proves that the yellow bunny had unusual intei-
gence. He certainly had remarkably sweet dspo-
stion. and If you held him when he wanted skip
he would gently demonstrate by licking
instead of trying to bite
But now comes the sad part of my story. Mr. Bun
grew big and tat and lively that he began a
series of early morning frolcs which sadly dis
tUrbed my At the first glean light he would
in for the mating, his claws
going scratch scratch, clatter clatter, until sleep
impossible. Besides. he ate much that had
to work hard for his living. The villagers began
TO stare at the woman who spent her time gather
ing weeds, and my back began to protest against
much STOPPING
I had Slated box made to put Mr. Bun IN at
night and placed IL in the hall. but he accus-
toned to freedom and made noise enough in his
trap wake every in the house; so decided
part with him, much TO sorrow Among his
admirers the of our laundress, two dear
little boys whose soft eyes showed that they would
be kind all helpless creatures L offered them
my little yellow friend. and they delightfully."- ac-
cepted him, with their mothers consent My heart
sank when they carried Off the sweet little bunch
in the laundry basket; but two happier
bows YOU never saw, They told that their father.
~ ~As carpenter had arranged a nice place for