Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-08-16
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BY THORNTON w. BURGESS.
The WilIful Little Rabbit Is
Driven Away.
Who is not sure that he is right
Is seldom ready for a fight

Peeping out between the long
grasses which overhung the round
doorway of the strange house in
which he had found shelter. the little.
willful lost son Of Peter Rabbit look
black speck which he had seen there
a little while before. and which he
had been sure was Redtail the Hawk,
but which really was OF Mfstah Buz-
card. He couldn't see 1t anywhere for
the very good reason that or Mistah
Blizzard had already gone to roost for
the night on n certain tai, dead tree
in the Green Forest.
Down. way down in the ground be-
hind him. at the end Of the long hall
leading from that doorway. were
strangers That lost and frightened
little Rabbit hadn't the least idea who
they were. He had heard their voices.
and never before having heard such
voices he couldn't even guess TO whom
they belonged. Therefore he was
,, had sounded very terrible. which Of
ten is the way with unknown things.
He was sure the owners Of that house
must be those whose voices he had
heard and that almost any time they
might come up that long hall and hnd
him sitting in that doorway.
So when he could not see that specK
in the blue. blue sky by peeping be-
tween the grasses he crept out where
he could see better. There was no
speck. There was no one to be seen
in the blue, blue sky save jolly, round,
red Mr.. Sun. and he was making ready
to go to bed behind the Purple Hills.
The frightened little Rabbit decided
that this was no place for him and
the sooner he got away from that
lipperty -lipperty-lip in. funny little
hops. He had taken but few of
them when he came to patch of
sweet clover. The very sight of it re-
minded him that he was very hungry
and made him forget. for the time be-
pied that sweet clovr. 1t was very
sweet and good. He began to cat
greedily. and in a few minutes had
forgotten everything. His whole
thought was of his stomach and the
goodness of the clover.
Suddenly. a sharp voice made him
Jump almost out of his skin. Hi.
Longears. keep away from our
clover" cried the sharp voice angrily
'If you don't you'll be sorry: cried
another, sharp voice and II also
Bite his ears on" cried thiro
sharp voice.
Wen teach him he can't steal from
us" cried a fourth sharp voice.
Very. very suddenly that little Rab-
him from the other side of the patch
of clover were four rather fat little
people in yellowish- brown coats.
Their legs were short and they had
funny little tails. But they were very
determined little folks and they were
grinding their teeth in way most un-
| pleasant to hear. He hadn't the least
| idea woh they were and he didn't wal,
| to find out They were no bigger than
he. but they were four to one. So once
more he took to his heels
! Once he stopped to look back. The
biggest Of the four ran toward him.
growing fiercely. At least it sounded
very fierce to him. He turned and ran
again and this time he didn't stop un-
| til he was far enough away from that
clover patch to feel safe from those
cross little strar gers. Then he began
| to wonder who they were. Can you
| guess? Well. they were four OF
Johnny Chuck's children out to get
their supper. 1t was one of the back
doorways of Johnny Chuck's house in
(which that lost little Rabbit had taken
shelter. and those voices he heard
down in that house and which had so
frightened him were the voices OF
Johnny and Polly Chuck.
| Copyright. 1920. by T. ". Rursess)