I’ll give you some money and plenty of honey.
Did you say that your watch was in pawn?
Well, never mind that, for I have a watch
Which will tell you when five o’clock’s here.
So come up to-morrow and don’t stop to borrow,
I’ll pay you two dollars a year,”
answered funny Uncle Lucky, winking at Little Miss Mousie.
“All right,” agreed the Old Red Rooster. “I’ll be there to-morrow at six.” But whether he or Uncle Lucky hung up the receiver first I don’t know, for I never thought to ask the telephone girl.
“I just hate to have my place look disorderly,” sighed the dear old gentleman rabbit. “I’m glad that old rooster will be here to-morrow, although it makes me angry when he leans on his rake for hours at a time to watch the automobiles go by.”
“Let’s go out to the barn to see the pigeons,” suggested his tiny mouse housekeeper, curious to peep into the little house which Uncle Lucky had built on the roof of his old barn.