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After he had sat there a little time, he heard how some one came and began to make a stir and clatter under the tree, and soon after others came; and when they began to greet one another, he found out it was Bruin the bear, and Greylegs the wolf, and Slyboots the fox, and Longears the hare who had come to keep St. John's eve under the tree.
Longears no sooner understood that he was called, than he cleared the fence at one bound, and came up to his master. Mr. Jinks had not heard his own voice for at least half a minute; so he observed, loftily: "A handsome dog! a very handsome dog, sir! What did you say his name was? Longears? Yes? Here, Longears!" And he made friendly signs of invitation to the hound.
"What is the matter?" asked Sammie. "Rheumatism," answered Uncle Wiggily Longears, and he put his left front paw on his left hind leg. "I have it very bad. I don't believe I would dare go in the water with you children to-day. We will have to wait. Yet I don't like to, as you ought to learn to swim. I wonder if you could learn if I stood on the bank and told you what to do?"
"Oh, dear! what has happened," cried the bunny uncle. "I am stuck fast! I can't get away! Oh, dear!" At first he thought perhaps the skillery-scalery alligator with the humps on his tail had come softly up behind him as he slept and had him in his claws. But, by sort of looking around backward, Mr. Longears could see no one not even a fox.
"The fact is," said Roundjacket, as they issued forth into the street of the town, followed by Longears, "the old fellow, yonder, is getting dreadfully bearish." "Is he, sir?" "Yes; and every year it increases." "I like him, though." "You are right, young man a noble-hearted man is Rushton; but unfortunate, sir, unfortunate." And Mr. Roundjacket shook his head. "How?"
Fanny is wiping her hands, which are somewhat soiled; the rest of the company are laughing merrily at the disappearance of the kite; Longears is gravely and seriously contemplating the yellow enemy with whom he has struggled so violently, and whose conqueror he believes himself to be. This was the incident so frequently spoken of by Mr. Ralph Ashley afterwards, as the Bucolic of the kite.
It was about ten o'clock in the morning, and Verty, who rode home every evening, had just come in and had taken his seat at the desk in the corner appropriated to him, beneath the small dingy window, looking out upon the yard. Longears was stretched at his feet. Verty's face was more dreamy and thoughtful than ever.
You see, Curly Tail and Flop Ear had come back from Raccoon Island at Lake Hopatcong, where they went to visit Uncle Wiggily Longears, the old gentleman rabbit, while a new roof was being put on their school in place of the one that had blown off. The piggie boys had now been back for some little time, and in a few days school would open again.
And with a look of profound discouragement, which seemed to be reflected in the sympathizing face of Longears, who had stretched himself at his master's feet and now lay gazing at him, Verty opened the record he had been copying, and began to write.
But first he said to Redbud, smiling: "I'm going to see Miss Lavinia this very day, to ask her to let me come to see you. You know I must come to see you, Redbud. I don't know why, but I must." Redbud blushed, and continued to caress Longears, who submitted to this ceremony with great equanimity. "Come!" said Miss Sallianna, "let us return, Miss Summers."
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