The Bismarck tribune., 1925-10-17
ADVENTURE OF
THE TWINS
BY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON

"My, oh my! I'm so excited!'
said Mrs. Bunny to Mrs. Cottontail.
81 wonder who is going to win this
race"
81 shouldn't be surprised if Ben
Bunny. your husband, won't it,"
said Mrs. Cottontail comfortingly.
HE was ahead a little while ago"
81 know" said Mrs. Bunny. "But
they have only gone around the
pond three times and they have to
go six. There is SO much dust
can't see thing"
81 wonder where that little Musk
rat boy is" laughed Mrs. Cotton
tail. 81 suppose that is he away
back at the tail end. with his fun
ny homemade car. I wonder whv
he eyer got into this race anyhow"
"Oh, look look!" screamed Mrs.
Bunny. There goes Mister Coon's
yellow racer through the fence. Oh,
dear! I hope he isn't hurt"
"No, he's climbing out" said
Mrs. Cottontail. Hes all right but
there is something the matter with
his car, l think. It looks kind If
smashed in front"
"Well," sighed Mrs. Bunny, "just
so long as he isn't hurt don't
care. Bunny will surely win the
Muskrat boy doesn't come to harm
with his rattletrap old car"
The dust had cleared away for
minute with puff of wind and the
rabbit ladies could see much bet
ter.
"Well, l declared" said Mrs. Cot
tontail in an astonished voice.
"Rsttle-trap nothing! That Musk
rat boy isn't at the end at all. He's
half way up to the head car"
"Where's Ben" cried Mrs. Bum
ny. "Oh. there he is. Who's that
ahead of him? do believe it's
that fat Woodchuck person. He
knows very we'll that his wife
doesn't ALLOW him to drive so fast.
Oh, dear! I knew it! There he
goes''
! chuck's car ga~e bounce ar,,
bump! And splash. It landed right
in the pond. and if Mosey Mud
! Turtle hadn't been right there
watching the race from a log, Mis-
Ter Woodchuck might have been
drowned.
But Mosey SWAN over and saved
him. However, that was the end
of the race for him
"ThAy're going around the pond
for the fourth time" said Mrs.
Bunny. Gust two more times left.
/ Hurry up, Ben" she called as loud
| ly as she could. and waving her ears
wildly to attract her husbands at
tention: ..Ho,. Hurry up"
Something blew up" said Mrs.
Cottontail: There! Mister Porcu-
pine is slowing down. He's had a
puncture. Now he's out tool"
"Ben's ahead! Ben's ahead!"
screamed Mrs. Bunny jumping up
and down in her excitement. and
| waving her ears ard arms and en-
tirely forgetting that she was a dig
! nified lady bringing up a family.
"Oh, look at that Muskrat boy"
shouted Mrs. Cottontail loudly so as
to be heard above the racket.
Someone should put him in his
place. He is ahead of everybody
but your husband. Blossom. ]
shouldn't have it. He will ruin
everything. The idea Of allowing
! an old Junk heap like that in the
race. There! Will you please look
at that! They are even! Exact
ly even, and only one more time
around the pond to finish the
| race!"
"1ndeed. shan't have it," de-
cfared Mrs. Bunny Grossly. "I'll
have Ben put him out right now.
Ben! Ben Bunny, come right here.
l want you. l want to tell you
something"
But Mister Bunny neither saw
nor. heard. He was doing his best
to- keep ahead of Markie Muskrat's
little ratle-trap of car, but inch
by inch Markie was gaining.
One lap around the pond-half a
lap, quarter, ten feet! The race
was over and Markie Muskrat had
won it,
(To be continued.)
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