I’ll be first of the umpty-’leven.”
Pretty soon the little bunny spied Squirrel Nutcracker in his gray fur suit, sitting on a tree stump in the Shady Forest.
“Oh, won’t you be glad when you hear what I’m going to say,” laughed the rabbit boy.
“Hurry up and tell me,” cried the curious squirrel.
“I’m giving a circus party,” answered Little Jack Rabbit. “And we’ve hired the Billy Goat Stage Coach to take us all down to the circus at Turnip City. Want to come along?”
“Well, I guess yes three times!”
“Well, I guess yes three times!” answered Squirrel Nutcracker, springing up from the log to dance about on his hind legs. “It’s a whole year since I’ve been to the circus.”
“Well then, be at the Old Bramble Patch to-morrow morning at seven,” replied the little bunny, and away he went, clipperty clip, lipperty lip, up the winding trail to the cave of the Big Brown Bear.
“Hello, hello!” shouted the little rabbit.