“Come right in and you shall see
A lady bunny make turnip tea.
We have no coffee, but you won’t care
If I give you tea and a chocolate éclair,”
answered Lady Love.
“No, indeed!” answered the Yellow Dog Tramp. “I’m not particular,” and carefully wiping his feet on the door-mat, he trotted into the spotless little kitchen.
“My, but you look pretty in your blue apron,” he remarked, as the lady bunny put on the kettle.
“Mother always looks pretty,” agreed Little Jack Rabbit. “She just can’t help it.”
“That’s because she’s always doing something for somebody,” replied the Yellow Dog Tramp. “I remember my mother was just like her, but that was long ago before I left the farm to become a hobo dog.” I guess the Yellow Dog Tramp was right. All mothers are pretty to boys and girls who love them.
“Well, I must be going back to the woods. It’s growing late,” said the old dog, after finishing three éclairs and emptying five tea-cups. “Thank you,” and away he ran.