Pretty Bunny crept out of bed and pressed her face close to the Old Family Clock and whispered,
“I’m afraid I’ll be lonesome, don’t you see,
Without a young Bunny for company;
You see, I really truly care
If a Bunnie travels on the stairs.”
The Old Family Clock ticked in the usual way for some time and then sang,
“I knew once, but I’ve forgot,
As like as not, as like as not.”
CHAPTER II.
PRETTY BUNNY’S JOURNEY
Pretty Bunny should refrain