<h2 class="nobreak">CHAPTER II</h2>
<p><span class="smcap">Late</span> that night Bunny Cotton-Tail
made up his mind to run away.
So he crept out of his little house,
and through a hole in the back
fence, and was off. The great
moon was staring down at him, and
he was very much afraid of the
moon, but he could not go very
fast, for his paw still hurt him and
he limped sadly.</p>
<p>After a while he sat down on a
log to rest, and whom did he see
coming down the road with a wheel-barrow
but Mother Cotton-Tail? She
had been searching all night and
all day for Bunny.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[13]</span>When Bunny saw his mother he
clapped his paws together so hard
that he hurt his sore one, and he
cried: “Oh, ma, oh, ma!”</p>
<p>Mother Cotton-Tail did not waste
any words, for Mr. Fox is out in
the woods at night. She just
tumbled Bunny into that old wheel-barrow,
and whisk! they went down
the road; while the big moon
laughed and made a face at them.</p>
<p>When they got home all the
rabbits in the neighborhood stood
around the front gate, and they all
cried: “Hurrah! welcome home,
Bunny!”</p>
<p>Bunny was so ashamed that he
hung his head and waved his sore
paw feebly. Then his mother took<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[14]</span>
him into the house and put him to
bed.</p>
<p>Poor Bunny was so shaken up
by the ride in that wheel-barrow
that he did not sleep very well,
and next day he had to stay at
home with his mother while all
the other rabbits went to a pic-nic.</p>
<p>After supper, when he was sitting
up in a big arm-chair by the
window, whom should he see coming
slowly up the road but his dear
friend Susan Cotton-Tail? Susan
Cotton-Tail walked slowly because
she was very tired. The rabbits
had tramped miles and miles on
that pic-nic.</p>
<p>Susan Cotton-Tail carried something
on her arm. At first Bunny thought it<span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[15]</span>
was a bag, and then he saw it was a
basket. What do you suppose Susan
Cotton-Tail had in that basket?
She had some nice things that she
had saved for Bunny, from the pic-nic.</p>
<p>When Susan saw Bunny sitting
by the window, she did not stop
to go around to the front door,
as her mother had trained her to
do. She jumped right in through
the window, and took a seat on
the arm of Bunny’s chair.</p>
<p>Have you ever had to stay at
home from a pic-nic when all the
other children went? And did you
have a dear friend who brought
you some of the good things to
eat? If so, you know just how
Bunny felt.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[16]</span>Susan Cotton-Tail had sandwiches
in that basket, and cabbage leaves
and radishes, and little cookies
cut in the shape of a rabbit. (One
of the mother rabbits had made
these for a joke.)</p>
<p>After a nice visit Susan said she
must go home.</p>
<p>Susan wanted to go and pick
berries next day. Bunny asked his
mother if he might go too, and
she said he might, if he would try
to be a good little rabbit after
this. Bunny promised, and then he
went with Susan to the gate.</p>
<span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[17]</span>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse"><b>As Mr. Bunny Cotton-Tail</b></div>
<div class="indent"><b>Went walking down the street,</b></div>
<div class="verse"><b>It was his great good fortune</b></div>
<div class="indent"><b>Susan Cotton-Tail to meet.</b></div>
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<div class="stanza">
<div class="verse"><b>Said Susan, “My dear Bunny,</b></div>
<div class="indent"><b>If you would only try</b></div>
<div class="verse"><b>To open wide your parasol,</b></div>
<div class="indent"><b>Your fur would keep quite dry!”</b></div>
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