Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-07-05

and mother screamed and said 1t was
rat My father chased after it. and in
stead of being rat 1t was the cutest
little rabbit. real young one. 1t had
the cutest soft skin, and its ears were
like velvet and its eyes were big and 1t
looked like 1t was awful afraid. It's
a Peter rabbit I told my father. and
l said 1 would take 1t back home and
feed it and be good to it. But Carlo
would kill it. my father told me. Carlo
Is a big dog that lives where I do and
while he is good dog, he is SO rough
guess he would have hurt the little
him loose. because Mrs. Peter Rabbit
the little rabbits mother-would be
worried If he didn't come home. We
were a long ways from where We
my father put the bunny in his hat.
and 1 believe 1t went to sleep. When
we got back to where we found the
rabbit father put his hat with the rab-
bit in 1t on the ground. The rabbit
did not get out right away. I guess
he was so warm he didn't want to go
in the cold woods. But when we lifted
him out on the ground he ran right
down the track and then scooted into
the woods. and I suppose he went right
home to his mother. Wasn't the best
way to be kind to the rabbit to turn
him loose than to try and make a pet
of him? Mother said SO. and mother
knows best. I hope all the little girls
and boys will always be kind to
Mother Natures pets. Yours truly.
ELIZABETH KATHERINE RODIER-"
II you want to get a puzzle on your
hands. as the saying goes. Just try to
Tyrre1Ps terrapin eggs to hatch!
But He Hasn't.
You would think scientist would
have terrapins on his finger tips.
wouldn't you, seeing he knows so
many wise things, but-well listen:
One scientist was doing wonderful
things in a room where there were
many little people," dead and alive
one Of the live ones was a terrapin-
but all he could say about terrapin
eggs was that they were generally
laid in April and Matched in from two
to three months. though don't be sur
prised II nothing happens.
He, himself, found some terrapin eggs
in his yard; planted them, and hedged
the spot around with a tiny fence so
the young ones couldn't get away.
That was in April. and when. after
month or two. he saw no signs OF popu-
II the eggs were Matched yet-which
shows that a scientist Is only a boy,
after all.
Eggs Were There.
Well. the eggs were there all right.
and, some IllHe III may VI inc IohoNtiiS
year Mrs. Scientist came in and told
| her husband that a strange animal was
trying to climb the area wall. And it
was a young terrapin. But whether it
came out of one Of the eggs he had
planted a year and a month before or
was from a fresher nest he couldn't
say.
Maybe terrapins don't know them
selves how long 1t takes to hatch eggs,
but IL they do they sure know how to
| keep q secret.
This isn't a whole lot about terrapins
Daniel, John, honey. but anyhow
there's some satisfaction in knowing
as much as the next one. Maybe II you
watch those three eggs under the lilac
| tree in your yard-watch them close
Iy-you may be able to tell even the
scientist something he would like to
know. And that would be perfectly
splendid-to say nothing about the fun
of telling us.
| He's oodle-Oodle.
You know that mysterious Mr.. Billy
Boy. Buster. Derry Down Bug?
| Well, that isn't his name at all Al
least. that isn't all of 1t. Here is q
new light shed on his bugship's Identity
by a dear grandma who used to be
little girl named Bessie Binns:
| IT know and loved all the Green Forest
people-and also the little fellow you call
Billy Boy and Roland Clark calls Billy
Buster. Away out in Michigan, where