"We'll have a story about Mr. Jack Rabbit next time," said the story teller.
MR. RABBIT EXPLAINS
AN EASTER STORY
"Now tell me the rabbit story," commanded the Little Lady on the next evening. "You know you promised to."
"So I did," said the Story Teller, "and it goes this way:—"
"One afternoon in the early spring Mr. Jack Rabbit and his friends were out for an airing. The Hollow Tree people were along, and Mr. Turtle, as usual. By and by they came to a log under a big tree and sat down for a smoke and talk. They talked about the weather at first and other things, till somebody mentioned Easter. Then they all had something to say about that.
"'What I object to,' says Mr. Rabbit, when it came his time to talk, 'is this thing of people always saying that the Easter eggs belong to me.'