Little Jack Rabbit and Chippy Chipmunk

<h2><SPAN name="THE_WHISTLING_STOVE" id="THE_WHISTLING_STOVE"></SPAN>THE WHISTLING STOVE</h2> <p>Well, as I explained to you in the last story, the Big Brown Bear would have answered the little bunny, only there was no more room in the story for him to say even "Howdy!" So we had to wait until we turned over the page.</p> <p>"Yes, it's a beautiful Spring morning. But, do you know my fur overcoat needs pressing and I'm afraid my cap's not at all in style."</p> <p>"Never mind," replied the little rabbit. "Down at the Three-in-One Cent Store they have some lovely caps. Why don't you go buy yourself a new spring style?"</p> <p>"I will," said the bear. "Come along with me."</p> <p>So off they started, and by and by, not so very far, they came to the store, and right there in the window were lots and lots of nice looking caps. Pretty soon Mr. Bear picked out one, the one he liked best, and after he had paid for it, he and the little rabbit went outside. When, all of a sudden, who should come by but a man with a little peanut wagon. In one end was a stove that whistled the funniest kind of a song, and if I'm not mistaken the words went something like this:</p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Roasted peanuts, fresh and fine,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Here's a lovely way to dine,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Crisp and brown, and fresh and sweet,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Where are nicer things to eat?<br/></span> <span class="i0">Ting a ling, a ling, a loo,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Won't you come and buy a few?<br/></span></div> </div> <p>"Don't they smell nice?" said the Big Brown Bear and he put his right paw way down in his left coat pocket, but, oh dear me! The only thing he found was a cigar coupon. And wasn't he disappointed? Well, I just guess he was. So the little rabbit opened his knapsack and took out a handful of carrot pennies and bought two bags of peanuts. Pretty soon after the Big Brown Bear had eaten his, he said:</p> <p>"Well, I must be going back to my cave," and away he went, so the little rabbit looked around to see what he would do next. But there wasn't anything to do for all he could see, so away he hopped and by and by he came to a big billboard on which was pasted a colored poster of a May Day party of little bunnies, and underneath the words:</p> <p>"Enquire at Rabbitville Gazette."</p> <p>Without waiting to read the other side of the billboard, he hopped down Turnip Street till he came to the Newspaper Office, when he hopped upstairs to see the advertising man&mdash;a little Field Mouse. But, oh dear me, the tickets were a dollar apiece, so Little Jack Rabbit said: "I'll give a May Day Party of my own!"</p> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />