Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy Chipmunk

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One day as Little Jack Rabbit was hopping home to the Old Bramble Patch, he came across something sweet. And what do you suppose it was? Why, a big tin pail half full of lollypop juice, standing under a little spout that was driven into a yellow lollypop tree.
My, but it tastes good, he said, holding his mouth under the spout to let the sap drip onto his little red tongue. I wish I had some buckwheat cakes with me.
But he didn't, so he took a little glass bottle out of his knapsack and filled it with the sweet juice.
But, oh dear me! Just then he heard a deep growl.
Oh dear and oh dear! cried Little Jack Rabbit, giving a hop to one side to hide behind an old stump.
And then the deep growling voice said again, quick as a wink:
Who's stealing my lollypop sap?
Nobody, answered the little rabbit, peeking out from behind the old stump. And then, would you believe it, he hopped out all the way, for there stood the Big Brown Bear.
I'll excuse you this time, said that friendly old bear with a grin. Come into my cave and see all the lollypops I've made from the sap of the lollypop tree.
Well, there certainly were lots and lots of little lollypops piled on the shelves.