"All right, jump in," said the old gentleman rabbit. "What's the nice thing you mention?"
"Not very far from here lives a little yellow hen in a green house. I've heard that she has a magic china egg which is as good as a wishing stone. All you have to do is to hold it in your hand and make a wish and the wish comes true."
"Let's make her a visit," said Little Jack Rabbit, and off they all went to the yellow hen's house and if they reach there I will tell you all about this wonderful wishing egg in the next story.
THE WISHING EGG
"Good morning," said Little Jack Rabbit as the little Yellow Hen opened the door of her tiny green house. "Uncle John and I would like to see your Wishing Egg."
"Who told you I had a Wishing Egg?" she asked, looking sharply at Prof. Jim Crow.
"I did," answered that old black bird, with a twist of his tail.
"You're a meddlesome old person," cackled the little Yellow Hen, "but as long as you're all here, come in," and she led the way to the sitting room. Over in the corner was a nest of nice clean straw, in which lay a big china egg.
"Now you all come here and make a wish," she said, spreading her wings over the egg while she sang very low: