In and out among the trees
She fluttered ’neath the whispering leaves,
Until at last with wondrous sense
She lighted on the Old Rail Fence.
“Here we are,” exclaimed the Circus Elephant, taking down the bars and stepping into the Sunny Meadow, “here we are, safe home at last.”
But Little Jack Rabbit never answered a word.
“He must be asleep,” thought the kind Circus Elephant. “I won’t wake him up,” and off he trotted to the Old Bramble Patch. There stood Lady Love and Mr. Rabbit at the gate, anxiously waiting for the return of their little bunny son.
“Here he is,” laughed the big animal.
“Where?” asked Lady Love.
“Why, on my back, of course,” answered the Circus Elephant.