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"Oh, nothin'," replied Peter Rabbit. But he kept right on doing it just spoiled twins sometimes but for all that darling little fellows withthe same. Then suddenly, after one of these looks abroad, he crouched bright merry faces and endearing ways about them. They were dabbling in down very flat and whispered in Johnny Chuck's ear in great excitement. the sand with their spades and buckets, building castles as children do,"Old Whitetail is down here and he's headed this way. We'd better be or playing with their big coloured ball, happy as the day was long. And moving," he said. Edy Boardman was rocking the chubby baby to and fro in the pushcar whileJohnny Chuck felt a chill of fear. "Who is Old Whitetail?" he asked, as that young gentleman fairly chuckled with delight. He was but eleven

he prepared to follow Peter Rabbit. months and nine days old and, though still a tiny toddler, was just"Don't you know?" asked Peter in surprise. "Say, you are green! Why, beginning to lisp his first babyish words. Cissy Caffrey bent over to he's Mr. Marsh Hawk, and if he once gets the chance he'll gobble you up, him to tease his fat little plucks and the dainty dimple in his chin. skin, bones and all. There's an old stone wall just a little way from --Now, baby, Cissy Caffrey said. Say out big, big. I want a drink of

here, and the sooner we get there the better!" water.Peter Rabbit led the way, and if he had run fast before it was nothing And baby prattled after her: to the way he ran now. A great fear made Johnny Chuck forget that he was --A jink a jink a jawbo.tired, and he ran as he had never run before in all his short life. Just Cissy Caffrey cuddled the wee chap for she was awfully fond of children, as he dived head-first into a hole between two big stones, a shadow so patient with little sufferers and Tommy Caffrey could never be got toswept over the grass and something sharp tore a gap in the seat of his take his castor oil unless it was Cissy Caffrey that held his nose and pants and made him squeal with fright and pain. But he wriggled in promised him the scatty heel of the loaf or brown bread with goldenbeside Peter Rabbit and was safe, while Mr. Marsh Hawk flew off with a syrup on. What a persuasive power that girl had! But to be sure baby

scream of rage and disappointment. Boardman was as good as gold, a perfect little dote in his new fancy Johnny Chuck had never been so frightened in all his short life. He made bib. None of your spoilt beauties, Flora MacFlimsy sort, was Cissy

Copyright © 2024 Respmail. All rights reserved. If you do not want to receive emails from us, you can unsubscribe. himself as small as possible and crept as far as he could underneath a Caffrey. A truerhearted lass never drew the breath of life, always with friendly stone in the old wall. His pants were torn and his leg smarted a laugh in her gipsylike eyes and a frolicsome word on her cherryripe dreadfully where one of Mr. Marsh Hawk's cruel, sharp claws had red lips, a girl lovable in the extreme. And Edy Boardman laughed too at scratched him. How he did wish that he had minded old Mrs. Chuck and the quaint language of little brother. stayed in his own yard, as she had told him to. But just then there was a slight altercation between Master Tommy and Peter Rabbit looked at the tear in Johnny Chuck's pants. "Pooh!" said Master Jacky. Boys will be boys and our two twins were no exception Peter Rabbit, "don't mind a little thing like that." to this golden rule. The apple of discord was a certain castle of sand "But I'm afraid to go home with my pants torn," said Johnny Chuck. which Master Jacky had built and Master Tommy would have it right go