The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-15
GAS round apple, as deep as cup,
And all the kings horses can't pull it up"

Rabbit. GO
ahead find why wabble confess am
o
Perhaps" said Rabbit, wed better ask
about the Guinea Pig first He isn't here but some
inquire him"
Fig know"
Donkey who had met that fearful little creature
HE wants to know why his fall out when hold
him up by the tall" the Rabbit bit; replied
why yellow dog isn't regarded respectable dog OF
any
l." said the Postum, SHOULD to why
dislike the taste of Persmmons, and can't eat en-
!" Donkey. should like the
best singing method How about Just Budde?"
"Nothing-ha is nothing think of just now she re-
piled hastily
asking questions
will contrary minded nay The ayes appear to have
(Which shall I ask frst?" said Budde she knelt at
the curb and the others gathered about her.
oh Rabbit said Donkey Lets get
that off our minds Lean far and holer
at the top of voice 1t be long to the bot
cutching the tightly with both Budde
far she did something passed
eyes.
the longforgotten bouquet of Night
shade had worked from her ribbon and
now vanished in the depths of the Well
"Why a rabbit wabbte
Not the echo replied
Budde waited little while, her strained for the
slightest whisper RESPONSE coming,
the question second time.
Still
I'm afraid Truth isn't home to-day said Budde
getting up from her knees Why, where have they gomez"
Not soul was in sight She again alone in the wood
and greved by the disappearance Of her friends And-
what's become of the :Wel?'
curb, posts legends they supported
also vanished All that remained the cylinderbore in
the solid rock
day began to feel fright
ened. The cascade longer tinkled it Numbered.
wild river juices and swamp
land its dark breast fecked with the foam of countless
falls and rapids rustled by within foot two
she stood and the ledge trembled the mighty
] e poop wet h e' T6 S h ~'1 h ana ,s
tho throw
and hid her face in her
ing little heart suddenly familiar sound
brought her scrambng to her feet It Coonels
but it seemed long off, the river AS
instantly repeated began heard only
imagination but presently the cheerful
yellow Dog sounded again above the roar of the falls and
Buddie down to the river, calling "Colonel
An especially happy yelp answered her and the Yellow
Dog burst thru the brush the rivers farther
crossing the bouders which conveniently
disposed for BRIDGE he back into the wood
again moment, waggng tail and barking joy
ously as much as to say ere she isl Could any black or
brown dog have done better?"
Back he flung into the brush and when he APP
peared man came with him. Buddie recognized Mr. Good
ell andlooker who frequently the loghouse
the lake.
Hello Buddie' called andlooker, n his big good
natured voice Don't stand near the water little girl
you'll tumble in. Good dog" patting Colonel
frantic with delight and cleared the stream in two
Mr. Goodell made the passage carefully. A slip
meant duckng, if nothing
80 padded into the woods and got lost, eh?"
marked the landlooke unswingng his pack from his back
and proceeding to fill his pipe Seems if your
ma say something about that sort O. thing
But the bears didn't eat up said Budde recalling
her mothers familiar warming
"Wel, guess there amt bears about said
andlooker, a
Il three said Budde "the Great
Bear, the Middle the Little
so" said GoodeI, seriously.
"And Beaver, and Rabbit a Guinea Pig,
Loon and Fox and Goose, a Donkey" Buddie
rapidly enumeratng her acquantances the
The lighted match fell from the landooker's hand "a
donkey he repeated Then he smiled struck another
match, and for few moments smoked in silence.
"And a good al Club."
said Buddie he Rabbit and the Tortoise and
tossed the Weasel in a blanket,
paper and-oh dear! I begin think of all
things did, And, oh to The Well to find
why Rabbit wabbes Didn't Colonel?"
Yellow Dog