You remember in the last story what a dreadful time Mrs. Bruin had to
get away from the stinging bees, and how if it had not been for dear,
kind Uncle Lucky she never would have gotten away?
Well, the bees were soon left far behind, for the automobile went very
fast, and by and by they came to Mrs. Bruin's cave. So she invited the
two little rabbits in, for by this time everybody was hungry, and the
two little bears were almost starved.
Now, Mrs. Bruin had a big closet where she kept all sorts of nice things
to eat and before long cake and milk and lettuce leaves and apple pie
were on the table and the feast commenced.
And after that they wound up the graphophone and heard a lovely song,
which I'm going to tell to you because it was so pretty. And this is the
way the words went and you can make up any kind of music to go with it,
if you wish:
By-o-by, little bear cub,
In your cave on the windy hill.
Safe in the care of dear mother bear
Cuddle up tight and be still.
Father is out in the woods, and soon he
Will be coming home safe to baby and me.
So cuddle up tight for the shadows of night
Are creeping o'er meadow and lea.
And do you know, those dear little Bear cubs went sound to sleep and
were put to bed without waking up. Wasn't that nice? And that's the way
little boys and girls should behave.
Never give mother a worry or care, but be good like a dear little fuzzy
wool bear. Goodness me! I'm making up poetry myself only my typewriter
didn't make the lines go just the way they should.
Well, after this Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky got into the automobile and
drove away, and by and by the stars came out and the big round moon, and
they were still far from home. But they didn't care. No, sirreemam.
Billy Bunny hopped out and lighted the lamps, and Uncle Lucky turned up
his coat collar for the night wind was chilly, and then they started off
again. And by and by, not so very long, they came to a little hotel
called "Cuddle Inn." "That's the place for your uncle," said the kind
old gentleman rabbit. "Let's inquire," which means to find out, "if they
will take us for the night."
So Billy Bunny hopped out and went into the hotel office, and the
landlord, who was a nice-looking squirrel, with a beautiful gray bushy
tail, said, "I have a nice room with two beds," and then he put the
Luckymobile in the barn and the two little rabbits went to sleep before
they took off their watches; they were so tired, and if the old cow
doesn't blow her horn to wake me up before it's morn, I'll tell you in
the next story what happened after that.