Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 26, 2025
Scarecrow seemed to have a lot of friends around him, and he was making a speech. There was Ole Man Pumpkin, of course; and Jehosophat, who had just arrived; and Mr. Stuckup the Turkey, as usual looking very grand and proud; and the Hippity-hop Bunnies, wiggling their noses in their funny way; and Johnny Cottontail, their little wild cousin, making his nose go, too.
She did not glance at the picture of the bunnies in a basket. She passed out heavily, a woman of sterile sorrow. §
She's that sort." And as he brooded on it, hatred of Winky, who had so fooled him, crept into his heart. "Oh, Daddy!" Dossie shouted, with excitement. We'll be dea' little baby bunnies. You'll be Father Bunny, and Winky'll be Mrs. Mother Bun! Be a bunny, Daddy?" Perceiving his cruel abstraction, Dossie entreated and implored. "Be it!"
Now cover them up good and warm, Mary Jane," he added as he set the third bunny into the basket, "and we'll hurry off home." He let her carry the basket every bit of the way, and she was careful, oh, so very careful, not to jiggle the bunnies as she walked.
So they turned back the way they had come. The minute she was out of the car, Mary Jane ran to the rabbit house. Not a rabbit was there! Not one of the pretty bunnies she had left snugged up in the corner! "Grandfather!" called Mary Jane, "Grandmother! Come quick! They's gone!" "Think of that!" exclaimed Grandfather as he hurried up to see. "Poor child!
She stopped short in the snow and waited impatiently for the boy to overtake her, more interested in her bucket of oysters than in the prospect of a gift from him; but as he drew near, she saw he carried two white, furry bundles, and her eyes grew bright with anticipation. "Surely not your bunnies, Bryan?" she gasped. "Yep!
Laura had rescued it and reared it; it followed her like a dog; and she was only less devoted to it than she had been to a native bear which died under her hands. "Now listen, children," she said as she rose from her knees before the hutch. "If you don't look well after Maggy and the bunnies, I don't know what I'll do. The chicks'll be all right. Sarah'll take care of them, 'cause of the eggs.
Sometimes only squaws and children in camp nothing to eat; no guns; then the rabbits were food." "Well, see me get one," and Rolf took his bow and arrow. He found many white bunnies, but always in the thickest woods. Again and again he tried, but the tantalizing twigs and branches muffled the bow and turned the arrow. It was hours before he returned with a fluffy snowshoe rabbit.
Now, rabbit shooting in the winter, with dogs to hunt the bunnies through brushwood, furze, or bracken, so that snap-shots are offered as they dart across open places, is very good fun; but the only way Saurin had of getting at them at this season was by lying in wait in the evening outside the woods and shooting them when they came louping cautiously out.
Quite a decent cue they had provided, and I leaped on it Promptly: "Talking of shedding tears " But she was now on the subject of rabbits, several of which were messing about in the park to our right. "Oh, look. The little bunnies!" "Talking of shedding tears " "Don't you love this time of the evening, Mr.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking