Well, when Billy Bunny and good, kind Uncle Lucky woke up the next
morning, for they had slept all night in the Luckymobile as I told you
in the last story, they ate their breakfast and then they started off
and by and by they had an adventure.
A gypsy camp stood close to the roadside and just as they came up, an
old woman walked out of a tent and said, "Don't you want your fortunes
told?" Well, as Billy Bunny had never had his fortune told and Uncle
Lucky had forgotten whether he had or not, they got out of the
automobile and sat down on a log while the old gypsy woman looked at
their paws.
"You have a very long life line, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot, and lots of
money," she said with a grin, "and you're going to have lots more."
"That's very nice," said the old gentleman rabbit, "for I want to build
a library in Rabbitville where all the little bunnies can read nice
stories and grow very wise."
"And you will grow up to be a great soldier," she said to Billy Bunny,
and then Uncle Lucky gave her two carrot nickels and said good-by.
"I wonder where all that money is coming from," said the good, kind old
gentleman rabbit, and then they heard a deep voice singing:
"Oh, I am king of the Bullfrog Pond,
Ker-plunk, ker-chunk, ker-plunk!
And I'll never stir a foot beyond,
Ker-plunk, ker-plunk, ker-plunk!
For it's cool and nice in the water here,
And the cat-tails wave in the atmosphere,
And this old dead log is a throne for me.
Oh yes, I'm as happy as I can be!"
Then Uncle Lucky stopped the automobile and he and Billy Bunny got out
to make the acquaintance of this happy frog king. And weren't they
surprised to find that he was the brother of Uncle Bullfrog, who lived
in the Old Mill Pond. He had heard all about the two rabbits, and was
delighted to see them.
"Sit down on the bank and I'll get you a watercress sandwich and some
pond-lily milk," cried the Frog King, and he waved a bullrush wand up
and down and whistled through his fingers, and then a dozen tadpoles
swam up.
And then they swam off again and when they came back they had watercress
sandwiches and pond-lily milk enough to go around and some besides to
give to the Luckymobile, only automobiles don't drink anything but
gasoline, so they gave what was left to a nice friendly duck who
happened to pass by.
And then Uncle Lucky took off his stovepipe hat and bowed to the Frog
King and Billy Bunny took a chocolate eclaire out of his knapsack and
said, "Give this to your Queen with my compliments," which tickled the
Frog King so he fell off his log throne into the water with a terrible
splash.
And if the lawn mower doesn't run over our white poodle dog and cut off
all his hair, I'll tell you to-morrow another story about Billy Bunny
and Uncle Lucky.