SANTA’S REINDEER
In the story before this I promised to tell you what happened to the little reindeer.
Well, after kind Uncle John Hare had put the Bunnymobile in the garage, he led the little reindeer into the barn and gave him some nice hay to eat, and then he closed the door so that Mr. North Wind couldn’t get in, and after that the kind old gentleman bunny went into the house, with Little Jack Rabbit and the Yellow Dog Tramp who was with him, you remember, in the last story.
Pretty soon the old gentleman rabbit made the graphophone play a tune, and this is what it was:
“Meet me at the fountain when the syrups are in bloom,
And the lollypops are blushing like roses red in June,
And the fizzy soda water comes sparkling in the glass,
And the ice cream cones are dancing like fairies in the grass.”
“Oh, dear me! I wish the good old summer time were here once more, I do, for that’s the time a Yellow Dog has something nice to do,” and the Yellow Dog Tramp sighed a great big sigh and lay down in front of the open fire and fell asleep. So Uncle John Hare blew out the electric lights and pulled down the shades and went to bed, and then he had a dream.
And then he had a nightmare, and then he woke himself up with a dreadful yell, for he thought a crocodile was just going to swallow his old wedding stovepipe hat. I suppose the crocodile thought it was a big chocolate drop.