Every now and then Bunny peeped out from among the cabbage leaves, and there that awful creature and the moon were, always staring at him!
By and by, he decided to run home, and he started off as fast as his little legs would carry him. But the moonlight made him dizzy, and he took the wrong road.
When daylight came, poor little Bunny Cotton-Tail was far from home, and soon a hunter came that way, and caught him. The hunter put Bunny in his bag and took him home for his little boy to play with. The little boy’s name was Harold. When his papa came in with Bunny, Harold clapped his hands for joy. Then the whole family gathered around and made remarks about poor Bunny.
“Why are his ears so long?” Harold asked.
“To keep the flies off,” answered Uncle Jack.
“He must have left his tail at home,” said big brother.
“He looks scared. We must build him a house,” said papa.
So they all went to work and made a nice house for Bunny, and big brother brought him a large leaf of cabbage to eat.
Two big tears rolled down poor Bunny’s face, for the cabbage made him think of his fright in the garden, and his sore paw, and how he had left home.
Then Harold took Bunny in his arms and hugged him, and that made the poor little rabbit feel better, and he fell asleep.