“Just then who should come in but the fairy lady bunny.
“‘What’s the matter?’ she asked. ‘Why, Mr. Rabbitman, you seem more lonely than when a Ragged Rabbit Giant.’
“‘I am,’ he answered sadly. ‘My two little friends, the only two friends I’ve ever known, don’t rec-og-nize me. Please turn me back into a ragged rabbit. I’d rather be ragged and homely than lose these two little friends.’
“‘You shan’t lose them,’ she laughed. ‘Let me explain,’ and turning to the wondering little fly and cricket, in a few minutes they couldn’t help but believe the lovely fairy rabbit bunny queen, and they saw again their Ragged Rabbit Giant master, clean-shaven, well clothed and handsome. Yes, he was the same, only different.
“In a short time he repaired his big bungalow, weeded the garden and cut the grass. Soon all the bunny boys and rabbit girls stopped to see him on their way home from school. They called him ‘Uncle Raggedy,’ although he wasn’t ragged any more. But he didn’t mind, for his big heart was full of love for all little people.
“Now, that’s all,” said the Big Brown Bear, with a yawn.
“Fighting it out between them.”
“Thank you very much,” cried the little bunny, “I must be going.” On the way Danny Fox and Mr. Wicked Wolf spied him. But while they were fighting it out between them away he hopped back to the dear Old Bramble Patch.