"To be sure," said Mother Cotton-Tail, "Now what shall the present be?"
Little Tippy Toes did not get started on his journey that day, for it took four days and fourteen hours for them to decide what to send Bunny and Susan. All this time Tippy Toes was as merry as you please. He danced about on the tips of his toes and sang,
"A present, a present, if all things go well,
What shall be the present? No one can tell."
Suddenly, at breakfast next morning Mother Cotton-Tail said, "I will go to town and buy Bunny and Susan a big parlor lamp."
"A lamp with a pink shade," said Tippy Toes.
Papa Cotton-Tail said, "A lamp with a tall chimney."
Mother Cotton-Tail said, "I will buy a lamp with a pink shade and a tall chimney for Bunny, because he burns his paw in the candle."
Then Tippy Toes danced this way, and he danced that way, and said, "Oh,
Ma, may I go with you to town to help buy the lamp?"
Mother Cotton-Tail said, "Papa Cotton-Tail has to go to work. If I go to town and you go, too, who will tend the fire? Who will wash the dishes?"
Tippy Toes wanted to go to town, but he was a good little Bunny, so he said,