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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Story of a Candy Rabbit + +Author: Laura Lee Hope + +Illustrator: Harry L. Smith + +Release Date: December 10, 2005 [EBook #17276] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE STORY OF A CANDY RABBIT *** + + + + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe, Emmy and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + + + + +<h4><i>MAKE BELIEVE STORIES</i></h4> + +<div class='center'>(Trademark Registered)</div> + +<h1>THE STORY OF A</h1> + +<h1>CANDY</h1> + +<h1>RABBIT</h1> + +<h3>BY</h3> + +<h2>LAURA LEE HOPE</h2> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">Author of "The Story of a Sawdust Doll," "The Story<br />of a Bold Tin +Soldier," "The Bobbsey Twins Series,"<br />"The Bunny Brown Series," "The Six +Little<br />Bunkers Series," Etc.</span><br /><br /></div> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">illustrated by</span></div> + +<h3>HARRY L. SMITH</h3> + +<div class="center">NEW YORK<br /> +GROSSET & DUNLAP<br /> +PUBLISHERS<br /><br /></div> + +<div class="center">Made in the United States of America +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="figcenter"> +<img src="images/001.jpg" alt="Candy Rabbit Looks Into the Large Egg." title="Candy Rabbit Looks Into the Large Egg." /> +</div> +<div class='center'>Candy Rabbit Looks Into the Large Egg.<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 15em;"><i>Frontispiece</i>—(<a href='#Page_2'><i>Page</i> 2</a>)</span> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class="center"><b>BOOKS BY LAURA LEE HOPE</b></div> + +<div class="center">Durably bound. Illustrated.</div> + +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><b>MAKE BELIEVE STORIES</b></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Make Believe Stories"> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A SAWDUST DOLL</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A WHITE ROCKING HORSE</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A LAMB ON WHEELS</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A BOLD TIN SOLDIER</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A CANDY RABBIT</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A MONKEY ON A STICK</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE STORY OF A CALICO CLOWN</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><b>THE BOBBSEY TWINS SERIES</b></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Bobbsey Twins Books"> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE COUNTRY</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT THE SEASHORE</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SCHOOL</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SNOW LODGE</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON A HOUSEBOAT</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT MEADOW BROOK</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT HOME</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN A GREAT CITY</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON BLUEBERRY ISLAND</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON THE DEEP BLUE SEA</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN WASHINGTON</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE GREAT WEST</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><b>THE BUNNY BROWN SERIES</b></div> +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><b>THE SIX LITTLE BUNKERS SERIES</b></div> +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><b>THE OUTDOOR GIRLS SERIES</b></div> +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><span class="smcap">Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers, New York</span></div> + +<div class="center"><span class="smcap">Copyright, 1920, by Grosset & Dunlap</span></div> +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> +<div class="center"><span class="smcap">The Story of A Candy Rabbit</span> +</div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + + + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'>CHAPTER</td> +<td align='left'></td> +<td align='left'>PAGE</td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>I</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">Is He In Fairyland</span>?</td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_1'>1</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>II</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Rabbit's New Home</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_13'>13</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>III</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Bad Cat</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_27'>27</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>IV</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">Up In the Air</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_38'>38</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>V</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Organ Grinder</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_50'>50</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>VI</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Peddler's Basket</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_65'>65</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>VII</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">In the Bathtub</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_74'>74</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>VIII</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">In a Wheelbarrow</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_84'>84</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>IX</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">At the Party</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_94'>94</a></td></tr> + +<tr><td align='right'>X</td> +<td align='left'><span class="smcap">In a Boy's Pocket</span></td> +<td align='right'><a href='#Page_107'>107</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE STORY OF</h2> + +<h2>A CANDY RABBIT</h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER I</h2> + +<h3>IS HE IN FAIRYLAND?</h3> + + +<p>The Candy Rabbit sat up on his hind legs and looked around. Then he +rubbed his pink glass eyes with his front paws. He rubbed his eyes once, +he rubbed them twice, he rubbed them three times.</p> + +<p>"No, I am not asleep! I am not dreaming," said the Candy Rabbit, +speaking to himself in a low voice. "I am wide awake, but what strange +things I see! I wonder what it all means!"</p> + +<p>On one side of the Candy Rabbit was a large egg. It was larger than any +egg the Candy Rabbit had ever seen, and there <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</a></span>was a little glass window +in one end of the egg.</p> + +<p>"This is very strange," said the sweet chap, rubbing his eyes again. +"Who ever heard of an egg with a window in it? I wonder if any one lives +in that egg? It is not large enough for a house, of course; but still, +some very little folk might stay in it. I'll take a look through that +window."</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit gave three hops and stood closer to the large egg. It +glittered and sparkled in the light as newly fallen snow glitters under +the moon. The Candy Rabbit looked in through the glass window, and what +he saw inside the egg made him wonder more and more.</p> + +<p>For he saw a church and some houses, a path leading over a little brook +of water, and on the bank of the brook stood a little boy fishing.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, I do declare!" exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "Think of all those +things inside an egg—a church, a house and a little boy! I wonder what +has happened to me! Yesterday I was on the toy counter, with the Calico +Clown and the Monkey on a Stick, and to-day I seem to be in Fairyland. I +wonder if this really is Fairyland? I guess I'd better look around some +more."</p> + +<p>He glanced again through the little glass window in the egg, and he +thought he saw the little boy on the bank of the brook smiling at him. +And the Candy Rabbit smiled back. Then the Bunny turned around and he +saw, near him, a big chocolate egg. It was covered with twists and +curlicues of sugar and candy, and in the end of this egg, also, was a +glass window.</p> + +<p>"Well, this certainly is surprising!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span> exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "I +wonder what I can see through that window!"</p> + +<p>He looked and saw a little duck and a little chicken inside the +chocolate egg. The little chicken was on one end of a small seesaw, and +the little duck was on the other end. And as the Candy Rabbit looked +through the glass window, he saw the seesaw begin to go up and down.</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit shook his head. Once more he rubbed his paws over his +pink glass eyes.</p> + +<p>"I have heard of many strange things," he said to himself. "The Sawdust +Doll told some of her queer adventures, and so did the White Rocking +Horse and the Bold Tin Soldier. But never, in all my life, did I ever +see a chocolate egg with a glass window and a little chicken and a duck +inside seesawing and teeter-tautering! I think I had better go to the +doc<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span>tor's, something must be the matter with me!"</p> + +<p>"What's the matter with you?" suddenly asked a voice behind the Candy +Rabbit. The sweet chap turned so quickly that he almost cracked one of +his sugary ears. He saw, just back of him, a real fuzzy, furry rabbit. +At least the rabbit seemed real, for his ears slowly moved backward and +forward, his head turned from side to side, and, every now and then, he +would rise on his hind legs and then crouch down again.</p> + +<p>"What's the matter with you?" asked this Fuzzy Bunny of the Candy +Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I—I really don't know what is the matter," was the answer.</p> + +<p>"You seem to be all right," went on the other rabbit, as he slowly +turned his head and bobbed up and down.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I seem to be," said the Candy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span> Rabbit, feeling his head and body +as far as he could reach, as if to make sure no part of him was broken, +or lost, or out of place. "But can you tell me this?" he asked. "A +little while ago I was on the toy counter of this store with the Calico +Clown and the Monkey on a Stick. And now I seem to be in Fairyland. Tell +me, am I dreaming, or is this really Fairyland, where eggs have windows +in them and hold little chickens and ducks who seesaw?"</p> + +<p>The other Rabbit smiled, and kept on bobbing up and down, waving his +ears and turning his head from side to side.</p> + +<p>"Oh, please stop that and answer me if you can," begged the Candy +Rabbit, in rather a sharp voice. "Why do you do that?"</p> + +<p>"I have to," was the answer. "I have to keep on doing this until I run +down."</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Run down where?" asked the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I mean until the clock-work inside me runs down," explained the Fuzzy +Rabbit. "You see, I am wound up, and when I am wound I have to rise up +and stoop down on my hind legs. I have to twist my head and wiggle my +ears. I'll go on this way for half an hour more. But don't let that +bother you. I can still talk, and I'm glad you're here. You're some +company. These eggs never say anything," and with his ears he pointed to +the chocolate one and the glittery one, each of which had glass windows.</p> + +<p>"Ask him how he likes it here," suggested a voice on the other side of +the Candy Rabbit. Turning, he saw a big chocolate chap, almost like +himself, except that this Rabbit was very dark in color.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span></p> + +<p>The Chocolate Rabbit waved his ears in a kind way at the Candy Bunny, +and went on:</p> + +<p>"How do you like it here?"</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit gave another look around, and the more he looked the +more certain he was that he was in Fairyland. Over at one end of what +seemed to be a table he saw a little chicken harnessed to a tiny wagon, +made from what appeared to be an egg shell, and a little doll sat in the +egg-shell carriage, driving the chicken with little silk ribbon horse +reins.</p> + +<p>Turning around, so that he might not miss anything, the sweet fellow saw +a large basket of flowers, and, nestled in among the blossoms, were some +Candy Rabbits like himself, only smaller. Over in one corner were piled +some cards, with pretty pictures on them, and near them was a small +basket, filled with what seemed <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span>to be green grass, in which were hidden +many small candy eggs.</p> + +<p>"Yes, this surely must be Fairyland, and I know I shall like it here," +said the Candy Rabbit, speaking half aloud. "But how did I get here, and +where are the Calico Clown and the Monkey on a Stick?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, they are not so far away," answered the Fuzzy Rabbit. "And you are +not really in Fairyland, though this does seem like it, I suppose," and +his eyes roved over the gay and pretty scene.</p> + +<p>"Then where am I?" asked the Candy Rabbit again. "If this isn't +Fairyland, where am I?"</p> + +<p>The Chocolate Rabbit grinned.</p> + +<p>"You are on the Easter Novelty Counter," was the Fuzzy Rabbit's answer.</p> + +<p>"Where in the world is that?" asked <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span>the Candy Rabbit. "Is it anywhere +near the North Pole Workshop of Santa Claus?"</p> + +<p>The Chocolate Rabbit gave a loud laugh.</p> + +<p>"He doesn't even know his own store," said this dark-complexioned chap. +"Why, my dear fellow," he went on, "the Easter Novelty Counter is just +around the corner from the toy section, where you have lived so long. +The Calico Clown, the Monkey on a Stick and the other friends you speak +of are there. You are not very far away from them."</p> + +<p>"That's good," said the Candy Rabbit. "But why am I on the Easter +Novelty Counter, and how did I get here?"</p> + +<p>"You were put here because this is Easter time," answered the Chocolate +Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"But I don't remember coming here," said the Candy Rabbit.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span></p> + +<p>"No," said the Fuzzy Rabbit with the clock-work inside him, which made +him turn about and bow, "I dare say not. You were asleep when one of the +girl clerks from your counter brought you over here. But we are glad to +have you among us."</p> + +<p>Just then it began to get light, for all this talk had taken place in +the night, when only a dim light burned in the toy store. And with the +coming of morning the clerks arrived, and also the customers to buy +Easter novelties and other things.</p> + +<p>The Fuzzy Rabbit stopped waving his ears and became quiet. The Candy +Rabbit no longer talked to the Chocolate Bunny. A girl clerk led a lady, +in a warm fur coat, over toward the counter.</p> + +<p>"Here are some fine Easter presents," said the girl. "We have rabbits of +all kinds."</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I want a large one for a little girl," said the lady. "I promised to +send Madeline a nice Bunny." And then the Candy Rabbit felt himself +being picked up and looked at.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I wonder what is going to happen?" he thought.</p> + +<p>The lady in the fur cloak turned the Candy Rabbit around and around, and +even upside down, looking carefully at him.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER II</h2> + +<h3>THE RABBIT'S NEW HOME</h3> + + +<p>"Goodness me!" said the sweet chap to himself, as the lady swung him to +one side so she might look at his eyes better. "This is worse than being +on a merry-go-round! I am feeling quite dizzy! I hope I am not going to +be seasick, as the Lamb on Wheels thought she was going to be when the +sailor bought her."</p> + +<p>But the Candy Rabbit was not made ill. The lady stopped turning him +around and around and said to the girl clerk:</p> + +<p>"This Rabbit seems to be just what I want for an Easter present. I'll +take him."</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Shall I send it or will you take it with you?" asked the clerk.</p> + +<p>"Ill take it," the lady answered. "A Candy Rabbit is not very hard to +carry."</p> + +<p>She handed him back to the clerk, but something happened. Whether the +clerk did not take a good hold of the Candy Rabbit, or whether the lady +let go of him too soon, I don't know. But, all of a sudden, the Candy +Rabbit slipped from the lady's hand and began falling. Straight toward +the floor he fell!</p> + +<p>"Oh!" he thought, "if I fall to the hard floor I shall certainly be +smashed, and then I shall be of no use as an Easter present. All I'll be +good for will be to be eaten, like any other piece of candy! Oh, dear, +this is dreadful!"</p> + +<p>Faster and faster, nearer and nearer to the floor fell the Candy Rabbit, +and, while the customer and the clerk looked, it <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span>seemed certain that he +must be broken all to bits.</p> + +<p>But listen!</p> + +<p>The toy counter was not far away from the one where the Candy Rabbit and +other Easter novelties were displayed. And on the counter were the +Calico Clown and the Monkey on a Stick, besides a Jumping Jack.</p> + +<p>Now whether one of these toys pushed it off the counter I cannot say; +all I know is that a big, soft, rubber ball suddenly fell to the floor +from the toy counter, rolled along and came to a stop just at the very +place where the Candy Rabbit was falling.</p> + +<p>And what did the Candy Rabbit do but fall on the soft, rubber ball! +Right down on the squidgy-squdgy ball toppled the sweet chap, and it was +like falling on a feather bed. The Candy Rabbit was not <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span>hurt a bit, but +just bounced straight up, almost as far as he had fallen down, and the +girl clerk caught him in her hands.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm so glad he wasn't broken!" she exclaimed.</p> + +<p>"So am I!" said the lady. "How remarkable! The rubber ball rolled along +just in time. If every time any one or anything fell a rubber ball would +happen along it would be very nice, wouldn't it?"</p> + +<p>"Indeed it would," answered the girl clerk.</p> + +<p>And, mind you, I'm not saying that the Calico Clown or the Monkey on a +Stick pushed the rubber ball off the toy counter so that it rolled over +in time for the Candy Rabbit to fall on it. I am not saying that for +sure, but it might have happened.</p> + +<p>"I'd better wrap this Rabbit up before anything else happens to him," +said the clerk, with a laugh.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Please do," begged the lady.</p> + +<p>As for the Candy Rabbit, his little sugar heart was beating very fast +because of the fright he had got when he thought he was going to be +broken to bits. But of course neither the lady nor the girl knew this. +They just thought he was made of sugar, and nothing else.</p> + +<p>The girl quickly wrapped the Rabbit up in some sheets of soft tissue +paper, and some padding made of curled wood, called excelsior. Some of +the curled wood got in the Rabbit's ear and tickled him and made him +smile.</p> + +<p>"Well, now I am going on a journey," said the Candy Rabbit to himself, +as he felt the lady carrying him out of the store. "I wish I had time to +say good-bye to my new friends on the Easter counter, and to the Calico +Clown and the Monkey on a Stick. But perhaps I shall see them <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span>again, +and maybe I shall meet the Sawdust Doll or the Bold Tin Soldier."</p> + +<p>Just what happened, while he was wrapped in the store bundle, of course +the Candy Rabbit did not know, but he felt that he was being taken on +quite a journey.</p> + +<p>And indeed he was, for the lady who had bought him for an Easter present +rode home with him in an automobile, and once, in the street, the fire +engines came along and the automobile had to hurry to get out of the +way. All that the Candy Rabbit could hear was a great noise, a rumble, a +clang, a ringing of bells, and much shouting. Then the automobile went +on again, and soon stopped.</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit felt himself being lifted from the seat of the +automobile, and, still in his bundle, he was carried toward a house. He +did not know it at the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span>time, but it was to be a new home for him.</p> + +<p>Mirabell's mother, who was Madeline's Aunt Emma, was the lady who had +bought the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Here is Madeline's Easter present that I promised her," said Mirabell's +mother, handing the wrapped-up Bunny to Madeline's mother. "And there +are some eggs in a basket for Herbert. Hide them away from the children +until to-morrow."</p> + +<p>"I will," said Madeline's mother, and then she carried the bundles into +the house, while Mirabell's mother went on home in her automobile.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Mother! What have you?" cried the voice of a little girl, as the +lady entered the house with the bundle in which the Candy Rabbit was +wrapped.</p> + +<p>"Is it something good to eat?" asked a boy's voice.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Now, Herbert and Madeline, you must not ask too many questions," said +their mother, with a laugh. "This isn't exactly Christmas, you know, but +it will soon be Easter, and——"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I know what it is!" cried the little girl, whose name was Madeline. +"It's the eggs and baskets we have to hunt for on Easter morning, +Herbert! Oh, what fun!"</p> + +<p>"Hurray!" cried Herbert. "I wish it were Easter now."</p> + +<p>"It soon will be," said his mother, and then she put away the Candy +Rabbit where the children could not find him. And the place where she +put him was in a closet in her room. She took the curled wood and the +paper wrappings from the Rabbit, and set him on a shelf.</p> + +<p>At first it was so dark in the closet that the Candy Rabbit could see +nothing. But <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span>he knew he would soon get used to this. Then, as his eyes +began to see better and better in the dark, as all rabbits can, he +smelled something he liked very much.</p> + +<p>"It's just like the perfume counter in the store," said the Rabbit, +speaking out loud, which he could do now, as there were no human eyes to +see him. "It's just like perfume!"</p> + +<p>"It <i>is</i> perfume!" a voice suddenly said, and the Candy Rabbit was very +much surprised.</p> + +<p>"Who are you?" he asked.</p> + +<p>And then he saw, standing on the shelf near him, what seemed to be a +little doll made of glass. On her head was a funny little cap, ending in +a point, like the cap a dunce wears in school in the story books, and as +the Candy Rabbit hopped nearer this Glass Doll the sweet smell of +perfume became stronger.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Where is all the nice smell?" asked the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I am it," answered the Glass Doll. "I am made hollow, and inside I am +filled with perfume. There is a hole in the top of my head and up +through my pointed cap, and whenever the lady stands me on my head and +jiggles me up and down some perfume spills out on her handkerchief."</p> + +<p>"Stands you on your head!" cried the Candy Rabbit. "I shouldn't think +you would like that!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, well, I'm used to it by this time," said the Glass Doll. "But tell +me, who are you, and what are you doing here?"</p> + +<p>"I am a Candy Rabbit, and I guess I am going to be an Easter present," +was the answer. And, surely enough, he was.</p> + +<p>Later that night Madeline's mother opened the closet door. The Candy +Rabbit saw her take down the Glass Doll, tip <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span>her upside down and +sprinkle a little perfume on her fingers, which she rubbed on her hair.</p> + +<p>"And now we shall hide the Easter baskets, so Madeline and Herbert may +hunt for them and find them to-morrow morning," said the lady. "I must +hide this Rabbit extra well, so Madeline will have a lot of fun +searching for him."</p> + +<p>"Put him behind the piano," said a man. He was the children's father.</p> + +<p>"I will," said Mother, and that is where the Candy Rabbit was hidden. +Near him was placed a little basket filled with Easter eggs. Some of +them were made of candy, and others were like those in the store—filled +with pretty scenes.</p> + +<p>"Those are the places I thought were Fairyland," said the Candy Rabbit +to himself, as he looked at the basket of eggs. "I wish some Chicken or +Duck were here <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span>for me to talk to. Eggs can't say very much."</p> + +<p>And of course that was true. Not until an egg turns into a chicken can +it move about and say things by cackling—or crowing, if it's a rooster +instead of a hen.</p> + +<p>"I suppose I might hop around the room and find some one to talk to," +thought the Candy Rabbit to himself, when he noticed that he was left +alone behind the piano with the basket of eggs. "But perhaps it would be +better to wait, since I am a stranger here."</p> + +<p>So the Candy Rabbit kept very still and quiet all night, and in the +morning it was Easter Sunday.</p> + +<p>Herbert and Madeline were up early, for it was one of the joys of their +lives to hunt for Easter eggs. Eagerly they ran about the rooms, looking +under chairs, on <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span>mantels, behind the phonograph and beneath the sofa.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I've found one basket!" cried Herbert, as he saw a large one, +filled with green curled wood and eggs, under the library table.</p> + +<p>"And I've found another!" shouted Madeline, as, after rather a long +search, she looked behind the piano. "I've found a basket and—and—Oh, +Herbert! look what a lovely Candy Rabbit. Oh, I'm so glad!" and the +little girl picked up the Candy Rabbit and fairly hugged him. The Candy +Rabbit was very happy. He had now found some one to love him—some one +to whom he could belong, as the Sawdust Doll belonged to the little girl +Dorothy.</p> + +<p>As Madeline took up her Easter basket and the Rabbit, Herbert, who was +eating some of his candy eggs, called:</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span>"Here come Dorothy and Dick over to show us their Easter baskets."</p> + +<p>"And I'm going to show Dorothy my Candy Rabbit!" cried Madeline.</p> + +<p>Running to the window, Madeline held up the Rabbit, and he, looking out +of his glass eyes, saw a sight that gladdened his heart. In Dorothy's +arms was the Sawdust Doll—the same Sawdust Doll who had lived in the +store whence the Candy Rabbit had come.</p> + +<p>As Dorothy and Dick came laughing into the room where Madeline and +Herbert were, the children called to one another:</p> + +<p>"Happy Easter! Happy Easter!"</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER III</h2> + +<h3>THE BAD CAT</h3> + + +<p>"What a pretty Candy Rabbit!" said Dorothy to Madeline. "Where did you +get him?"</p> + +<p>"He's one of my Easter presents," answered Madeline. "Herbert and I have +just finished hunting for our baskets."</p> + +<p>"Did you find them all, and all the eggs?" inquired Dick. "Dorothy and I +got up early to hunt for ours."</p> + +<p>"I think I found every one," replied Herbert. "But last year, I +remember, I missed one big candy egg, and I didn't find it until a week +later."</p> + +<p>The children showed each other their <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span>holiday presents, and the Candy +Rabbit was much admired. Dorothy and Dick took him up in their hands so +they might see him better.</p> + +<p>"Goodness! I hope they don't drop me," thought the Rabbit. "There isn't +any rubber ball here for me to fall on, as there was in the store. I +certainly hope they don't drop me!"</p> + +<p>But Dorothy and Dick were very careful, and, after they had looked at +and admired the Rabbit, he was put down on a chair not far from +Dorothy's Sawdust Doll. The Candy Rabbit kept wishing that the children +would go out of the room for a while, so he might talk to the Doll, whom +he had not seen for a long time.</p> + +<p>And, after a while, Madeline's mother called the children to show them +an Easter present which she had received. Out of the room trooped the +four children, leav<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span>ing the Candy Rabbit and the Sawdust Doll together, +with no one to watch what they said or did.</p> + +<p>"Now I have a chance to talk to you!" exclaimed the Sawdust Doll. "I've +just been waiting to ask how all my friends are at the toy store. And +how are you? How did you get here? Do you like living in a house with +children more than in the store? Tell me all about it!"</p> + +<p>"Goodness!" laughed the Candy Rabbit. "You talk as fast as a phonograph +Doll when she has been wound up tight."</p> + +<p>"Well, we'll have to talk fast if we want to tell each other anything +before those children get back," said the Sawdust Doll. "Now you tell me +your adventures, and then I'll tell you mine."</p> + +<p>The two toy friends talked for some time, the Candy Rabbit relating the +latest news of the toy store, and the Sawdust<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> Doll speaking of the nice +home she had with Dorothy, and how kind Dick was to the White Rocking +Horse.</p> + +<p>Then the Rabbit wanted to know about the Lamb on Wheels and the Bold Tin +Soldier, and, as the Sawdust Doll had heard from them lately, she told +some of their adventures.</p> + +<p>"I do wish I could see the Calico Clown and the Monkey on a Stick once +more," sighed the Sawdust Doll. "They were certainly the jolliest toys I +ever knew."</p> + +<p>"Yes, they were," agreed the Candy Rabbit. "And I don't believe the +Clown has yet found any one to answer his riddle about what makes more +noise than a pig under a gate."</p> + +<p>"Hush! Here come the children!" exclaimed the Sawdust Doll in a low +voice. Madeline and Herbert, Dorothy and Dick, having seen the present +Madeline's <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span>mother had received, had come back into the room again.</p> + +<p>"What shall we do now?" asked Madeline.</p> + +<p>"Let's play with your Rabbit and my Doll," suggested Dorothy.</p> + +<p>Madeline thought this would be nice, but as Dick did not care much about +such fun he said he and Herbert would go back home and get out his +Rocking Horse.</p> + +<p>"And I'll get Arnold and his Tin Soldiers and we'll have some fun," he +added. "Come on, Herb."</p> + +<p>"If you see Mirabell, send her over here to play with us," called +Dorothy to her brother, and Dick said he would do so. "Tell her to bring +her Lamb on Wheels," she added.</p> + +<p>The two little girls had good times playing with the Sawdust Doll and +the Candy Rabbit, and, after a while, Madeline's <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span>mother brought in a +plate of cookies for the little girls to eat.</p> + +<p>"We'll have a play party," said Madeline. "I'll set my Candy Rabbit up +here on the goldfish stand where he can watch us, for he can't eat +anything, you know."</p> + +<p>"And I'll set my Sawdust Doll over in this chair where she can see us," +said Dorothy. "My Doll can eat make-believe things when I have a play +party, but we won't pretend that now. We'll just eat the cookies +ourselves."</p> + +<p>"Yes," agreed Madeline. So she put her Candy Rabbit on the goldfish +stand.</p> + +<p>This was a round table on which stood a bowl of real, live goldfish. The +fish swam around in the water, and now and then they stopped swimming to +look out through the glass with their big, round eyes. The top of the +goldfish globe was open, and sometimes Madeline was al<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span>lowed to feed the +fish when her mother stood by. The fish ate tiny bits of biscuit bought +for them at the fish, bird and dog store.</p> + +<p>Dorothy's Sawdust Doll was propped up in a chair not far from the +goldfish. Then the two little girls began to eat the cookies.</p> + +<p>While this was going on a bad cat had sneaked into the room. The cat was +a big fellow, and he often got into mischief. He sometimes chased birds, +and, more than once, Patrick, the gardener at Dick and Dorothy's house, +had driven him away from the coops where the little chickens lived with +the old hen.</p> + +<p>"Goodness, I hope that cat isn't after me!" thought the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Mercy! I hope the cat doesn't carry me off, the way the dog Carlo once +did," thought the Sawdust Doll.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span></p> + +<p>But the bad cat was paying no attention to either the Doll or the +Rabbit. The cat's eyes were on the live goldfish in the glass bowl, and, +when I tell you that cats are very fond of fish, you can guess what is +going to happen.</p> + +<p>With a quick, silent spring, making no noise on his soft, padded paws, +the cat first jumped into the chair beside the Sawdust Doll.</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear me, he certainly is going to carry me off!" thought the Doll. +"I wish I dared scream!"</p> + +<p>But the cat was not after the Doll. With another jump Tom landed on the +table beside the bowl of goldfish.</p> + +<p>"Goodness sakes alive! my time has come," thought the poor frightened +Candy Rabbit. "The cat is going to eat me!"</p> + +<p>But Tom was not after a Candy Rabbit. His greedy eyes were on the +swimming <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span>goldfish in the open glass bowl. Dorothy and Madeline sat with +their backs to the little table on which stood the bowl of fish and the +Candy Rabbit. The little girls were busy talking.</p> + +<p>All of a sudden Tom stood up on his hind legs and put his forepaws on +the edge of the bowl. As he did this the fish began swimming around +swiftly, very much frightened, indeed, just as you may have seen a +canary bird flutter in a cage when some cat came too close.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he isn't after me—he's after the fish!" thought the Candy Rabbit. +"Oh, the poor fish! I wish I could save them!"</p> + +<p>Tom was switching his tail to and fro, as cats always do when they are +about to catch a bird, a fish or anything alive. The fish were swimming +about faster and faster inside their bowl of water. They could make no +noise. Some fish, such as <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span>catfish, can make a little sound out of +water, and so can the fish called grunters, but I never heard of any +other fish making any noise. Though of course they may be able to talk +among themselves, for all I know.</p> + +<p>Standing with his forepaws on the edge of the glass bowl, Tom dipped one +paw down toward the water to get a fish. His tail kept on switching to +and fro, and, all at once, it switched against the Candy Rabbit and +tilted the Bunny over toward the glass bowl.</p> + +<p>"Tinkle-tinkle! Tink!" went the hard ears of the Candy Rabbit against +the glass, making a noise like the ringing of a little bell.</p> + +<p>"What's that?" suddenly cried Madeline, turning from the table where she +sat with Dorothy eating cookies.</p> + +<p>Dorothy also turned and looked. The <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span>two little girls saw Tom up on the +goldfish table.</p> + +<p>"Oh, you bad cat, get down from there!" cried Madeline, and she looked +for something to throw at Tom. "Get away from our fish!" she cried.</p> + +<p>The cat paused a moment, and then, seeing he would be caught if he tried +to get a fish, down he jumped, with a last, angry switch of his tail at +the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"That was all your fault!" hissed the cat to the Bunny in a whisper. "If +you hadn't made a noise they wouldn't have seen me. I'll fix you for +that, Mr. Candy Rabbit!"</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER IV</h2> + +<h3>UP IN THE AIR</h3> + + +<p>Madeline and Dorothy were so surprised at first at seeing the bad cat in +the room that they did not know what to do, except that Madeline called +"Scat!" to him.</p> + +<p>But when the cat jumped down and started to run out of the room, the +little girls began to talk very fast.</p> + +<p>"Oh, wasn't he a bold thing!" cried Madeline.</p> + +<p>"Did he get any of your goldfish?" Dorothy asked.</p> + +<p>She and Madeline hurried over to the bowl and counted the swimming +fishes.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span></p> + +<p>"No, there are five there, and that's all we had," said Madeline. "The +naughty cat didn't get any."</p> + +<p>"What do you suppose made that noise like the ringing of a bell?" asked +Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"It was the Candy Rabbit," answered Madeline. "Look! He fell over +against the glass bowl, and, lots of times, when I've been feeding the +fish and have struck the bowl, it has rung like a bell. The Candy Rabbit +did that, and that's what made me look around."</p> + +<p>"Wouldn't it have been funny if the Rabbit had made the bowl tinkle all +by himself?" asked Dorothy, with a laugh.</p> + +<p>"Yes. But he couldn't," said Madeline.</p> + +<p>And, now I come to think of it, maybe the Candy Rabbit did topple over +by himself, to strike against the bowl and so cause Dorothy and Madeline +to turn <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span>around in time to stop the bad cat from getting the goldfish. +Mind you, I am not saying for sure that this happened. The cat's tail +certainly brushed against the Candy Rabbit, but the sweet chap may have +tinkled against the glass globe himself. He surely wanted to save the +fish from being eaten.</p> + +<p>During the rest of Easter Sunday the children played quietly with their +toys. Mirabell and Arnold, the other little boy and girl, came over to +Madeline's house with their gifts and every one had a happy time.</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit was looked at over and over again, but, though he liked +this and was glad and happy he had come to live with Madeline, yet he +could not help worrying about what the cat had said.</p> + +<p>"I wonder if a cat can do anything to me," thought the sweet chap, over +and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span>over again. "I must be on the watch. He may try to sneak in again."</p> + +<p>But, as the days passed and nothing happened, the Candy Rabbit did not +worry so much, nor think so much about it. He saw nothing more of the +cat.</p> + +<p>Madeline took very good care of her Candy Rabbit. She got a piece of +pink ribbon and tied it around her Easter toy's neck, making him look +very pretty.</p> + +<p>"Now I am as stylish as Dorothy's Sawdust Doll, who has a blue ribbon on +her hair," thought the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>And because of that very same pink ribbon something dreadful happened a +few days later. I will tell you about it. After Easter the weather +gradually became warmer and sunnier. Doors and windows could be left +open, and the flowers in the yard began to blossom.</p> + +<p>One day the Candy Rabbit was placed <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span>by Madeline on a chair in the +dining room, near the bowl of goldfish on their little round table. The +Sawdust Doll was not in the room, for Dorothy had her toy out in her own +yard playing. The Candy Rabbit was lonesome, for he did not know how to +talk to the goldfish.</p> + +<p>All of a sudden, in through the open window, jumped the same bad cat +that had been there before. His tail was lashing to and fro, and his +whiskers were wiggling up and down.</p> + +<p>"Meow!" said the cat.</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear, here he is again!" said the Candy Rabbit, and, being able, as +all toys are, to speak and understand animal language, the Candy Rabbit +went on:</p> + +<p>"Have you come to try to catch a goldfish, Mr. Tom?"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 276px;"> +<img src="images/048.jpg" width="276" height="400" alt=""It Was Not My Fault," Said Candy Rabbit." title=""It Was Not My Fault," Said Candy Rabbit." /> +</div> +<div class="center">"It Was Not My Fault," Said Candy Rabbit.<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;"><a href='#Page_43'><i>Page</i> 43</a></span></div> + +<p>"Not now!" was the snarling answer. "I came to pay you back, as I said I +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span>would! Only for your toppling over and making the glass globe tinkle, +I would have had a goldfish before this. It's all your fault, and I'm +going to pay you back!"</p> + +<p>"It was not my fault!" said the Rabbit. "You knocked me over yourself +with your switching tail. But if I could have stopped you in any other +way from getting a goldfish, I would have done it."</p> + +<p>"Ha! So that's the way you feel about it, is it?" growled the cat. +"Well, I'm going to fix you!"</p> + +<p>"How?" asked the Candy Rabbit, wondering what was going to happen. "What +are you going to do?"</p> + +<p>"I'm going to carry you off to the fields and lose you in the tall +grass," was the answer. "Then the next time I want to catch a goldfish +you will not give the alarm."</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, please don't take me away!" begged the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I will!" said the cat. "I'll carry you away by that pink ribbon +around your neck."</p> + +<p>All of a sudden, before the Candy Rabbit could hop out of the way, the +bad cat sprang across the room and caught in his teeth the end of the +pink ribbon that was around the neck of the Candy Easter toy.</p> + +<p>"Stop it! Stop! Please let me go!" cried the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I'll fix you!" was all the cat answered. Then, carrying the Candy +Rabbit in his mouth by means of the ribbon, the bad cat sprang out of +the window again and was soon trotting through the tall grass of the +lots near the house where Madeline lived.</p> + +<p>The grass swished and swashed against the legs and ears of the Candy +Rabbit as the cat carried him along. The Rabbit <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span>was not hurt any, +because the ribbon was not tied very tightly about his neck. And of +course the cat's teeth did not touch him. But, for all that, the Candy +Rabbit was very angry and somewhat alarmed.</p> + +<p>"What are you going to do with me?" he asked the cat.</p> + +<p>"You'll see!" was the answer. "I'm going to fix you for spoiling my +chance of getting a goldfish dinner! I'm going to lose you, and then +I'll go back and get a fish."</p> + +<p>Carrying the Candy Rabbit a little way farther into the tall grass, the +cat suddenly let go of the ribbon. The Rabbit fell down, but as the +grass was soft, like a cushion, he was not hurt. He gave a little grunt +as he fell down.</p> + +<p>"Now you stay here a while and see how you like it," said the bad cat, +and away he trotted, hoping to get a meal of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span>goldfish this time. And +there came to the poor Candy Rabbit from the distance the sound of the +Cat's voice as he laughed, "Ha-ha," and snarled, "I've fixed <i>you</i> all +right! Ha-ha!"</p> + +<p>"Dear me!" thought the poor Candy Rabbit, "I wonder what will happen to +me. I must try to get out of here. I can hop, as long as no human eyes +see me. Maybe I can get back in time to warn the goldfish of their +danger."</p> + +<p>The Rabbit tried to hop, but, being made of candy as he was, with rather +stiff legs that were not very long, he could not go very fast. And when +he had made a few hops he was very tired.</p> + +<p>"Dear me! I shall have to stay here forever, perhaps," he sighed. "And, +if it rains and I get wet, I'll melt and there will be nothing left of +me! Oh, what trouble I am in!"</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span></p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit crouched down in the grass, and pretty soon he heard +some voices talking. He knew they were the voices of boys, and, in a +little while, he heard one say:</p> + +<p>"Now, Herbert, you hold the kite and I'll run with it."</p> + +<p>"All right, Dick," said some one else. "I hope it flies away up high in +the air."</p> + +<p>"I'll keep the tail clear of the weeds," said another boy.</p> + +<p>"That's the way, Dick," said the first boy.</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit, down in the grass, heard this.</p> + +<p>"They must be Dick, Herbert and Arnold," he thought. "They have come +here to fly their kite. I hope they find me and take me home in time to +save the goldfish from the cat."</p> + +<p>There was more talk and laughter <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span>among the boys, but the Candy Rabbit +could not see what they were doing. All at once, though, one boy said.</p> + +<p>"The tail of the kite is not heavy enough. We've got to tie something to +it. And, oh, here is the very thing!" he went on. "We'll give him a ride +up in the air!"</p> + +<p>"Give who a ride?" asked Dick, for it was Herbert who had spoken.</p> + +<p>"Give Madeline's Candy Rabbit a ride on the end of the kite tail," went +on Herbert. "Here's her Rabbit down in the grass."</p> + +<p>"How did he get here?" asked Arnold.</p> + +<p>"I don't know. Maybe my sister carried him over the fields to show to +some girl and dropped him. But we'll give the Candy Rabbit a ride in the +air. He will be just heavy enough for the kite tail. I'll tie him on."</p> + +<p>And then, before the Candy Rabbit <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span>could hop away, even if he had been +allowed to do so (which he was not) Herbert began tying him on the end +of the kite tail by means of the pink ribbon.</p> + +<p>A moment later the Rabbit felt himself sailing through the air.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER V</h2> + +<h3>THE ORGAN GRINDER</h3> + + +<p>Since the Candy Rabbit had left the toy store, after having been put on +the Easter novelty counter, so many things had happened that he was +beginning to get used to them. But sailing through the air on the tail +of a kite was something he had never done before.</p> + +<p>Up he went, higher and higher, as the wind blew the kite. The Candy +Rabbit looked down toward the ground. It seemed a long way off—very far +from him.</p> + +<p>"If I should fall now, as I fell when the lady dropped me in the toy +store,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> thought the Candy Rabbit, "I think it would be the end of me. +There is no soft rubber ball here on which to land."</p> + +<p>Dick, Arnold and Herbert, the three boys who had been flying their kite +when they found the Candy Rabbit in the grass, were laughing and +shouting as they saw the tail switching to and fro, with the Easter +Bunny tied on the end.</p> + +<p>"That Rabbit was just the thing needed to make our kite go up," said +Dick.</p> + +<p>"Yes," agreed Arnold. "But it's funny the Rabbit was out in the grass +here, wasn't it?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I guess my sister must have dropped him," remarked Herbert. "When +we get through flying the kite I'll take the Rabbit off the tail and +carry him back to Madeline."</p> + +<p>Up and up, and to and fro, switched the Candy Rabbit on the kite tail. +Of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span>course a bunch of grass, a wad of paper, or even a stone would have +been just as well for the boys to have used as a weight. But they had +happened to see the Candy Rabbit, and had taken him. Boys are sometimes +like that, you know.</p> + +<p>How long Herbert, Dick and Arnold might have let the Candy Rabbit sail +about on the end of the kite tail I cannot say, but when the three chums +had been having this fun for about half an hour, all of a sudden +Madeline and her two friends, Mirabell and Dorothy, came running across +the field.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Herbert! what do you think?" cried Madeline, when she saw her +brother. "That bad old cat came into our house again, and tried to catch +one of our goldfish!"</p> + +<p>"Did he get any?" asked Herbert.</p> + +<p>"No, but he almost did. Dorothy came <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span>over with her Sawdust Doll just as +the cat was dipping his paw down into the bowl, and what do you think +Dorothy did?" asked Madeline.</p> + +<p>"I don't know. What did she do?" asked Herbert.</p> + +<p>"I just threw my Sawdust Doll at the cat!" exclaimed Dorothy. "I knew it +couldn't hurt her, 'cause she's stuffed with sawdust."</p> + +<p>"Did you hit him?" Dick asked.</p> + +<p>"I almost did," answered Dorothy. "Anyhow, I scared him away, and he +didn't get any goldfish."</p> + +<p>"That's good," said Arnold.</p> + +<p>"I wish I'd been there!" said Dick.</p> + +<p>Just then Madeline looked up and saw something dangling on the end of +the kite tail.</p> + +<p>"Why, Herbert!" she cried, "what have you there? Oh, you have my Candy +Rab<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span>bit on your kite! I was looking all over for him. Where'd you get +him?"</p> + +<p>"I found him here in the field where you dropped him," answered her +brother.</p> + +<p>"I didn't drop my Candy Rabbit here," went on Madeline. "I wouldn't do +such a thing. I left him in the house, and then I couldn't find him, and +I was coming to ask if you had seen him. I thought maybe Carlo had +carried him off as he carried Dorothy's doll once."</p> + +<p>"Well, if you didn't take your Candy Rabbit out and leave him here in +the field, maybe Carlo did," said Herbert. "Anyhow, we didn't hurt him +and you can have him back again. We can tie a bunch of weeds on the kite +tail. They'll be just as good as the Rabbit."</p> + +<p>"Oh, the idea of saying my Candy Rabbit is like a bunch of weeds!" cried +Madeline. "Give him right back to me this <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span>minute, Herbert!" and she +shook her finger at her brother.</p> + +<p>"All right," Herbert answered. "Pull the kite down, fellows."</p> + +<p>"All right."</p> + +<p>Down came the kite when the string was wound up, and slowly the Candy +Rabbit floated back to earth. Madeline stood under the tail with her +dress held out to catch the Bunny in it. And down he came, not being +hurt a bit. Quickly Madeline loosened her Easter toy from the kite tail, +and she nestled him in her arms.</p> + +<p>"You poor little Bunny!" she murmured. "I guess he was scared half to +death away up there in the air."</p> + +<p>She and the other girls looked at the toy. He did not seem to be harmed +in the least.</p> + +<p>"But he's got a green grass stain on one ear," said Mirabell.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That only makes him look more stylish," said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"And green goes well with the pink color of his ribbon," added Madeline. +"Oh, I'm so glad to get my Rabbit back."</p> + +<p>Madeline took her Candy Rabbit back to the house. There she and the +girls had some fun, and the boys kept on flying the kite. They used a +bunch of weeds as a weight on the tail, instead of the Rabbit, as they +had done at first.</p> + +<p>And of course neither Madeline nor any of the others knew that the cat +had carried the Bunny away and had dropped him in the grassy field. They +all thought Carlo had done it, but of course there was no way of finding +out for sure, except by reading this book. In this the true story of the +Candy Rabbit is told for the first time.</p> + +<p>Madeline tried to get the green grass-<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span>stain off her Rabbit's ear, but +it would not come out.</p> + +<p>"Why don't you scrape it off?" asked Herbert.</p> + +<p>"Why, I might scrape off half his ear! No, indeed!" Madeline said.</p> + +<p>"Well, wash it off," suggested Dick, who had come over to play with +Herbert. "Take him up to the bathroom and wash his ear. My mother washes +my ears."</p> + +<p>"Pooh! your ears aren't made of candy," said Madeline.</p> + +<p>"No. And I'm glad they're not, or the fellows would be biting pieces off +all the while," laughed Dick.</p> + +<p>"Well, I guess I won't wash my Candy Rabbit—at least not just yet," +said Madeline. "I'll wait until he gets a few more stains on him."</p> + +<p>Several days passed. The bad cat did not again try to catch the +goldfish. He <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span>seemed to have been frightened away when Dorothy threw the +Sawdust Doll at him. And, I am glad to say, the Doll was not hurt in the +least. In fact, she rather liked scaring cats.</p> + +<p>One day Madeline took her Candy Rabbit out into the kitchen where the +cook was making a cake. She had just put the cake into the oven to bake, +and there were several dishes on the table—dishes in which were dabs of +sweet, sugary icing and cake batter.</p> + +<p>"Oh, may I please clean out some of the cake dishes?" asked Madeline.</p> + +<p>"Yes," answered the cook kindly.</p> + +<p>This was one of the pleasures Madeline and Herbert enjoyed on baking +day, but Herbert was not on hand then, so Madeline had all the dishes to +herself. She set her Candy Rabbit on a shelf, got a spoon, and began to +clean the icing dish. Of <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span>course you know that means she scraped the +dish with the spoon and ate the icing she scraped up. Yes, and I think +she even licked the spoon. After she had finished the white icing dish +there was a chocolate one to start on.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm going to have a dandy time!" laughed the little girl.</p> + +<p>She forgot all about her Candy Rabbit. There he sat on a shelf near the +gas stove, and as the cakes in the oven began to bake, the fire grew +hotter and hotter and the Candy Rabbit began to feel very strange.</p> + +<p>"Dear me, I am afraid I am going to melt!" he said to himself, not +daring to speak aloud when Madeline and the cook were there.</p> + +<p>The kitchen grew warmer and warmer, the stove became hotter and hotter, +and, on the shelf where the Candy Rabbit sat, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span>it was like a summer day +in the blazing sun.</p> + +<p>"This is worse than anything that ever happened to me before," said the +Candy Rabbit. "I think I'll just melt down into a lump of sugar! That +would be dreadful!"</p> + +<p>Of course it would, and Madeline would have been very sorry if anything +like that had happened. One of the ears of the Rabbit was just getting +soft and drooping over a little to one side, when the cook happened to +look toward the shelf.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Madeline, my dear!" she cried. "Your Candy Rabbit!"</p> + +<p>"What's the matter?" asked the little girl, looking up from the dish she +was scraping clean with a spoon, in order to eat the last of the +chocolate inside.</p> + +<p>"He will melt if you leave him on that shelf near the hot stove," went +on the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span>cook. "Look, one of his ears is drooping!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear!" screamed Madeline, and, dropping the spoon, she caught her +Easter toy from the shelf.</p> + +<p>It was only just in time, too, for the poor Rabbit was just beginning to +melt. In fact, one of his ears did soften and twist over to one side a +little. But Madeline quickly took him out on the cool porch, and the +Rabbit felt better. However, that queer twist, or droop, stayed in one +ear—not the one with the grass-stain on, but the other.</p> + +<p>"I don't care," Madeline said, when her toy was cool and all right +again. "It makes him look different from the other Candy Rabbits to have +a twisted ear. It's so funny!"</p> + +<p>Happy days followed for the Bunny. The children played sometimes in one +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span>house and sometimes in another, taking their toys with them, and +sometimes the Rabbit had a chance to talk to the Sawdust Doll, the Bold +Tin Soldier, the White Rocking Horse or the Lamb on Wheels, for the +children would often leave their toys together, as the boys and girls +went out to play in the yards or on the verandas.</p> + +<p>"I wonder how the Calico Clown is getting along," said the Candy Rabbit +to the Sawdust Doll on one of the days when they were together. They +were on the porch of Madeline's house, and Madeline, Mirabell and +Dorothy were around in the back yard playing in a sand pile.</p> + +<p>"I should like to see him, and also the Monkey on a Stick," said the +Doll. "Hark! What's that?" she suddenly asked, as strains of music were +heard.</p> + +<p>"It's a hand organ, and here comes a <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span>man playing it," said the Candy +Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Has he a monkey with him to gather pennies in his hat?" asked the +Sawdust Doll.</p> + +<p>"No. But he has a little girl with him. She has a basket. I guess she +gathers pennies in that. Maybe the organ man had a monkey but it ran +away," suggested the Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Maybe," agreed the Doll. "Oh, isn't that nice music!" she cried. "It +makes me feel like dancing!"</p> + +<p>The hand-organ man was, indeed, playing a nice tune. The girl who was +with him came into the yard and up the steps, holding out her basket +ready for pennies. The little girls being in the back yard, no one was +near the front of the house.</p> + +<p>"Ah, a Candy Rabbit and a Sawdust Doll!" exclaimed the organ man's girl. +"Nobody seems to want them. I have a <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span>doll of my own, but I have no +Candy Rabbit. I think I will take this one. I would rather have him than +pennies!"</p> + +<p>And, looking quickly here and there to see if any one was going to toss +her a penny, but seeing no one, the hand-organ man's little girl picked +up the Candy Rabbit, tucked it under her apron, and quickly went down +the steps again.</p> + +<p>"Well, of all things!" thought the Candy Rabbit, as he felt himself +being taken away in this fashion. "Of all things! What is this +hand-organ girl going to do with me?"</p> + +<p>And that is something we must find out.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER VI</h2> + +<h3>THE PEDDLER'S BASKET</h3> + + +<p>Slowly down the street walked the organ grinder, turning the crank and +making music. His little girl, an Italian child, after putting the Candy +Rabbit under her apron, looked around the house where Madeline lived to +see if any one might be coming out with pennies. But no one came.</p> + +<p>Madeline and Dorothy and Mirabell were in the back yard where they had +gone to play in the sand pile, after leaving the Sawdust Doll and the +Candy Rabbit on the front veranda. Madeline's mother was not at home, +and the cook was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span>too busy in the kitchen to bother with giving pennies +to organ grinders, though she might have done so if she had had time and +had had plenty of pennies.</p> + +<p>As for Madeline and Dorothy and Mirabell, they had given one look down +the street when they heard the hand-organ music. Then, as they saw he +had no monkey with him, Madeline said:</p> + +<p>"Oh, a hand-organ isn't any fun unless it has a monkey. We don't want to +bother waiting to see this one. Come on and play."</p> + +<p>So, as I have told you, they were in the back yard, leaving the Doll and +the Rabbit on the veranda. And then the hand-organ man's little girl had +come along and taken the Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"I'll take him home with me. Nobody wants him," she said to herself as +she went down off the veranda with the candy <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span>chap under her apron. And +she really thought the Rabbit had been put out because no one wanted +him. She slipped the Bunny into a large pocket in the skirt of her dress +and hurried on after her father, who had walked down the street grinding +out his tunes.</p> + +<p>The organ grinder's little girl did not tell her father about the Candy +Rabbit until that night when they reached their home after their day's +travel.</p> + +<p>With the organ man lived his brother, who was a peddler. He had a big +basket in which he carried pins, needles, pin cushions, little looking +glasses, court plaster and odds and ends, called "notions." This peddler +man went about from house to house selling notions to such as wanted to +buy them.</p> + +<p>He, too, had been about all day, peddling with his basket, and he +reached <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span>home about the same time as did his brother, the organ grinder, +and the little girl.</p> + +<p>The family had supper, and, after that, Rosa brought out the Candy +Rabbit. All the while the Bunny had been in her pocket, and the sweet +chap did not like it very much.</p> + +<p>"I want to be out where I can see things," murmured the Rabbit. "I want +to see what is happening. It is dreadful to be kidnapped like this and +carried away from home!"</p> + +<p>For that is what really had happened—the Candy Rabbit had been +kidnapped by Rosa, the organ girl, though, really, she did not mean to +do wrong in taking him.</p> + +<p>But when the Bunny was taken out of Rosa's pocket and set on the supper +table in the light, he looked around him. It was quite a different home +from Madeline's—<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span>not nearly so nice, the Candy Rabbit thought, but of +course he dared say nothing.</p> + +<p>"Ah, what a fine Rabbit! Where did you get him?" asked Rosa's father.</p> + +<p>"He was thrown away on a veranda of a house where I got no pennies," she +answered. "No one wanted him, so I took him."</p> + +<p>"He is a fine Candy Rabbit," said Joe, the peddler, looking at the +Bunny. "He is almost new. I guess he came from an Easter novelty +counter. Once I sold Easter toys, but now I sell only pins and needles. +Yes, he is a fine Rabbit, Rosa. Are you going to eat him? He is made of +candy."</p> + +<p>"Eat him! Oh, no! I am going to keep him, always!" said the little girl, +hugging the Rabbit in her arms.</p> + +<p>The Bunny liked to be hugged and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span>petted, and, though he would rather +have been in Madeline's house, still he was glad the little organ girl +liked him.</p> + +<p>"Nobody wanted the Rabbit, so I took him," said Rosa, and she really +thought this was so.</p> + +<p>But of course Madeline wanted her Candy Rabbit very much. And when she +and Dorothy and Mirabell came back to the veranda after their play in +the sand pile and found the Sawdust Doll there and the Bunny gone, poor +Madeline felt very bad indeed. She cried, and she looked all over for +her Easter toy, but he was not to be found.</p> + +<p>At first Madeline thought perhaps her brother or one of the other boys +had taken the Bunny to tie to the kite again, but Herbert said that he +and his chums had not seen the toy.</p> + +<p>Then Madeline thought perhaps Carlo, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span>the little dog, had carried the +Bunny away, as once he carried off the Sawdust Doll, but this could not +have happened, as Carlo had been kept chained in his kennel all that +day.</p> + +<p>"Well, my Candy Rabbit is gone, and I wish I could find him, and I'm +awful lonesome without him," sobbed Madeline, and she was not happy even +when her mother said she or Aunt Emma would buy her another.</p> + +<p>And all the while the organ grinder's little girl had the Candy Rabbit. +And that night, when the time came for Rosa to go to bed, she looked for +a safe place to put the Easter toy. The little girl saw the big basket +of the peddler in a corner of the room.</p> + +<p>"I'll put the Candy Rabbit on one of the pin cushions in Uncle Joe's +basket," said Rosa to herself. "He can sleep there <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span>all night. To-morrow +I will make a little nest for him."</p> + +<p>And the Candy Rabbit was so tired after all the adventures he had met +with that day that he fell asleep almost at once, and passed a very +pleasant night in the basket on the pin cushion, which was stuffed with +sawdust, just like Dorothy's doll.</p> + +<p>Peddler Joe was up early the next morning. He was up before either his +brother, Tony, or the little girl, Rosa. Joe cooked himself some +breakfast on an old oil stove, and then, taking his basket, he went out. +He did not even turn back the oilcloth cover to see that his pins, +needles, cushions and other notions were all in place. He felt sure that +they were. And of course he did not know the Candy Rabbit was in his +basket.</p> + +<p>But there the Candy Rabbit was, in the peddler's basket, on the +cushion.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Dear me! what is happening now?" thought the Candy Rabbit, as he was +suddenly awakened by being jiggled and joggled about in the basket. "Am +I at sea? Have I been taken on a ship, and am I crossing the ocean?" For +that is what the motion was like—just the same as the Lamb of Wheels +felt when she was on the raft.</p> + +<p>And Joe, the peddler, not knowing the Bunny was in the basket, carried +the sweet chap farther and farther away.</p> + +<p>We must now see what happened to him.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER VII</h2> + +<h3>IN THE BATHTUB</h3> + + +<p>Joe, the peddler, stopped at several houses with his big basket of +notions.</p> + +<p>"Any pins? Any needles? Any court-plaster? Any pin cushions needed +to-day?" he would ask, as he went to door after door. He would lift back +half of the oilcloth cover of his basket to show his wares.</p> + +<p>"No, nothing to-day! We have all the pins we need," was all the answer +he received in many places.</p> + +<p>"Well, I do not seem to be going to have very good luck to-day," thought +Joe, as he tramped on. "I hope Rosa and her <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span>father do better with the +hand organ. I have sold nothing yet."</p> + +<p>And, all this while, Joe didn't know anything of the Candy Rabbit in his +basket. But the Rabbit was there, just the same.</p> + +<p>He had awakened when Peddler Joe picked up the basket. The Candy Rabbit +found himself lying on the new pin cushion, where Rosa had placed him. +But as the basket was lifted up and swung on Joe's shoulder by means of +a strap, it was so tilted that the Candy Rabbit slipped off the cushion +and fell down in among a pile of papers of pins.</p> + +<p>"Oh, dear!" thought the sugary chap. "Now I'll be all stuck up!"</p> + +<p>But he was not, I am glad to say. The pins were fastened on papers, +which were then folded together, so that the points did not stick out, +and the candy fellow was not even scratched.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span></p> + +<p>Up and down the street went Joe the peddler, trying to sell his notions. +Finally he came to the very house where Madeline lived, and where Rosa +had taken the Candy Rabbit from the veranda the day before.</p> + +<p>"Maybe I shall sell something here," thought Joe. He went up the steps +and rang the bell. As it happened, Madeline's mother was in the hall and +she opened the door. Madeline was also in the hall, just getting ready +to go to see some little friends.</p> + +<p>"Any pins? Any needles? Any notions to-day?" asked Joe, as he held his +basket out for Madeline's mother to see. And this time, and for the +first time that morning, Joe pulled back the oilcloth cover from the +other side. That was the reason he had not yet seen the Rabbit.</p> + +<p>But now, as the oilcloth was rolled back, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span>the sweet chap, lying on his +side among the papers of pins, was shown. Madeline's mother was just +going to say she did not care for any needles or sticking-plaster when +the little girl, looking into the basket, spied the Bunny.</p> + +<p>"Oh, look!" cried Madeline! "There he is—my Candy Rabbit! How did he +get in the basket? Oh, Mother, my Candy Rabbit has come home to me!"</p> + +<p>Madeline's mother was just as astonished as was the little girl; and +Peddler Joe was surprised also.</p> + +<p>"How did my little girl's Candy Rabbit get in your basket?" asked +Madeline's mother.</p> + +<p>"I don't know," Joe answered. "I did not know he was here. He is a +surprise to me. If he is yours, take him."</p> + +<p>He handed the Candy Rabbit to Madeline, who was overjoyed to get her +Easter <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span>toy back again. Eagerly she looked at him, to make sure he was +not hurt or damaged.</p> + +<p>"Are you sure he is the same Rabbit—your Candy Rabbit?" asked Mother.</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes, very sure," answered Madeline. "Look, here is the green spot +on his ear, where he fell in the grass the day the boys tied him to the +kite tail. And, see! one ear is bent a little. It happened when he was +too near the heat, the day I was eating chocolate from the cake dishes. +He's my Candy Rabbit, all right!"</p> + +<p>"Then I am glad you have him back, little girl," said Peddler Joe. "Rosa +must have take him by mistook, you know—she pick him up when she go +around with the organ."</p> + +<p>Then he told how his little niece had found the Rabbit, and, thinking +the toy belonged to no one, had brought it home.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I buy her another Rabbit so she not be feeling bad," said Joe, with a +smile. "She did not mean to take yours, little girl. And now maybe you +want some needles or pins?" he said to Madeline's mother.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I think I will buy a few, because you were so good as to bring +back my little girl's Easter present that was given her by her aunt," +Mother said. And Joe was glad because he had sold something from his +basket.</p> + +<p>Madeline was glad to get back her Candy Rabbit, and she stayed so long +looking at him that her mother said:</p> + +<p>"You had better run on, or your little friends will grow impatient +waiting for you, my dear. Put your Rabbit away, and hurry along now."</p> + +<p>So Madeline put her Rabbit on a shelf in the playroom, and went out to +play, and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span>her mother gave Joe money for pins, needles and some +court-plaster.</p> + +<p>"Maybe I have good luck and make a lot of money to-day, and then I buy +Rosa a nice Candy Rabbit for herself," the peddler said to himself, as +he went down the street.</p> + +<p>And, while I am about it, I might as well tell you that Joe did buy Rosa +a nice Rabbit for herself. He took it home to her that night, lifting it +out of his basket and putting it into her hands.</p> + +<p>When the organ grinder's little girl awakened and found that her peddler +uncle had gone, taking his basket and the Rabbit she had put to sleep in +it without his knowledge, Rosa felt very bad. She was sad as she +gathered pennies for her father that day.</p> + +<p>But at night, when Uncle Joe came back with a new Candy Rabbit, Rosa was +happy <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span>again. And Madeline was happy with her own Easter toy.</p> + +<p>Rosa's uncle and her father told her it was wrong to have taken another +little girl's toy without asking, and she was sorry when she understood +that, but she was happy with her new plaything.</p> + +<p>In the afternoon Mirabell and Dorothy went home with Madeline.</p> + +<p>"I want to show you my Candy Rabbit again," Madeline said to her little +girl chums.</p> + +<p>And when Mirabell and Dorothy had looked at the Rabbit, seeing the speck +of green paint on one ear and the other ear that was a little bent from +the heat, Madeline said:</p> + +<p>"I'm going to wash him!"</p> + +<p>Without saying anything to her mother about it, Madeline took her Candy +Rabbit, and, with her two little friends, went <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span>up to the bathroom. She +drew the tub full of water, and while she was doing this she set the +Rabbit on a glass shelf near the towel rack.</p> + +<p>"Are you going to let him swim in the bathtub?" asked Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Goodness me, I hope not!" thought the Candy Rabbit, who heard this +question. "I can't swim! I'll surely drown if she puts me in the +bathtub!"</p> + +<p>And he was glad when he heard Madeline say:</p> + +<p>"No, I'm not going to put him in the tub. But I want plenty of water, +for I must get him nice and clean. I'm going to have a party, and I want +my Candy Rabbit to look pretty. I'll dip my nail brush in the bathtub +and scrub him."</p> + +<p>"And we'll help you," said Dorothy and Mirabell.</p> + +<p>"There, I guess I have water enough,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> said Madeline, as she turned off +the tub faucet. There were some drops of water on her hands, and she +reached for a towel to dry them.</p> + +<p>How it happened none of the little girls knew, but the towel on the rack +must have caught on the Candy Rabbit, sitting on the glass shelf. And +when Madeline pulled the towel she pulled her Easter toy off the shelf +and into the bathtub of water.</p> + +<p>"Splish! Splash!" went the Candy Rabbit into the water.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm going to drown! I know I'm going to drown!" thought the poor +sweet chap, as the water closed over his ears.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER VIII</h2> + +<h3>IN A WHEELBARROW</h3> + + +<p>Madeline screamed, Mirabell screamed, and Dorothy screamed. The three +little girls screamed together when they saw the Candy Rabbit fall into +the bathtub. And, even under water as his ears were, the Candy Rabbit +heard them.</p> + +<p>"Well, I hope they do something more than yell," thought the poor, +sugary chap. "If they don't pull me out pretty soon I'll melt, as well +as drown, and I dare not try to swim when they're looking at me!"</p> + +<p>You know what the rule is in Make-Believe Toyland—none of the things +dare move when human eyes look at them. And <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span>the three little girls were +surely looking at the Candy Rabbit now, as he bobbed about in the +bathtub.</p> + +<p>"Oh, look what happened!" cried Dorothy, pointing to the toy.</p> + +<p>"Your Candy Rabbit is in the bathtub!" screamed Mirabell.</p> + +<p>"Yes, and I'm going to get him out!" exclaimed Madeline.</p> + +<p>She quickly stooped down, grasped the Candy Rabbit by his ears, and +lifted him, dripping wet, out of the bathtub of water.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he's soaked through, poor thing!" murmured Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Do you s'pose he's spoiled?" asked Mirabell.</p> + +<p>"I—I hope not," said Madeline with a catch in her voice, as if she were +going to cry. "I guess I got him out in time."</p> + +<p>"I think so, too."</p> + +<p>Madeline's mother, hearing the screams <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span>of the little girls in the +bathroom, ran to see what the matter was.</p> + +<p>"Has anything happened, children?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"My Candy Rabbit got caught on the towel and I pulled him into the +bathtub of water," Madeline explained. "Will he come all to pieces, +Mother?"</p> + +<p>Mother looked at the Candy Rabbit carefully. He did not seem to be +harmed much. Inside of him his heart was beating very fast, because of +his adventure, but no one knew that.</p> + +<p>"I think he is not much damaged, Madeline," said her mother, with a +smile. "He is made of very hard sugar—is your Candy Rabbit. It would +take more of a soaking than he got to melt him. What were you doing with +him in the bathroom?"</p> + +<p>"I was going to wash him, Mother,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> 'cause maybe he got soiled in the +peddler's basket."</p> + +<p>"Well, he has had his bath all right," said Mother, with a laugh. "And I +think he is pretty clean. He does not seem to be melting any, but it +would be well to let him dry. Here, I'll set him on the window sill and +open the window. The breeze will dry him off better than if you wiped +him with a towel. Then you will not wipe off any of his sugar."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm so glad he is all right," said Madeline. "I thought he would +melt and run down the drain pipe from the bathtub."</p> + +<p>"Drain pipe!" The Rabbit shivered.</p> + +<p>Mother set the Candy Rabbit, which was quite wet, on a clean cloth on +the bathroom window sill, leaving the sash open.</p> + +<p>"The cloth will soak up some of the water, and the gentle wind will blow +the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span>rest off and dry him," said Madeline's mother.</p> + +<p>The three little girls looked at the Candy Rabbit sitting on the sill of +the open window in the bathroom.</p> + +<p>"Doesn't he look cute?" cried Madeline.</p> + +<p>"Too sweet for anything!" said Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Of course he looks <i>sweet</i>!" said Mirabell. "He's made of sugar, you +know!"</p> + +<p>Then the three little girls laughed and went downstairs to play with +Dorothy's Sawdust Doll and Mirabell's Lamb on Wheels.</p> + +<p>Left to himself on the window sill, the Candy Rabbit took a long breath.</p> + +<p>"That was a narrow escape I had," he said. "I was very nearly drowned +and melted in the water. I had better keep very still and quiet until I +am quite dry <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span>again, or I may come apart like the Jack in the Box who +jumped off his spring. Yes, I will sit here very quietly until I am dry. +I do feel so wet and sticky!"</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit looked around the bathroom. There was no other toy +there with whom he could play, even if he had felt like moving around +just then, which he did not feel like doing.</p> + +<p>"The Calico Clown and the Monkey on a Stick will think it quite +wonderful when I tell them what has happened to me," said the Candy +Rabbit to himself, as he sat there, drying. "I suppose they must have +had some adventures, also, but I don't believe either of them ever fell +into a bathtub of water."</p> + +<p>Feeling rather lonesome, the Rabbit looked for some one to whom he might +talk. He saw cakes of soap, towels, and wash cloths. There was also a +large <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span>sponge in a wire basket hanging over the edge of the bathtub.</p> + +<p>"I have heard that sponges are animals," said the Candy Rabbit. "I +wonder if this one is alive and will speak to me. I'll try. Hello there, +Mr. Sponge!" he called. "You must be quite a swimmer. Are you as good as +a goldfish—one of those the bad cat tried to get?"</p> + +<p>But the sponge said never a word. Maybe it was too dry to speak, for it +had not been in the water since early morning.</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit knew it was of no use to talk to a cake of soap or a +wash cloth, so he became quiet and sat on the window sill, drying off.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 280px;"> +<img src="images/098.jpg" width="280" height="400" alt=""Hello There, Mr. Sponge!" Said Candy Rabbit." title=""Hello There, Mr. Sponge!" Said Candy Rabbit." /> +</div> +<div class="center">"Hello There, Mr. Sponge!" Said Candy Rabbit.<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;"><a href='#Page_90'><i>Page</i> 90</a></span></div> + + +<p>At first the wind, which came in through the open bathroom window, +drying the Candy Rabbit, was a gentle breeze. Then it began to blow +harder, so hard, in fact, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span>that Herbert, Dick and Arnold got out their +kites and began flying them.</p> + +<p>"Dear me! this wind is blowing harder and harder," said the Candy Rabbit +to himself. "I hope I do not take cold here."</p> + +<p>Stronger and stronger the wind blew. Part of the time it blew <i>in</i> +through the bathroom window, and part of the time it blew <i>out</i>. And +then, all of a sudden, there came a hard gust, and it toppled the Candy +Rabbit right off the sill.</p> + +<p>"Dear me, I am falling!" exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "Oh, I am falling +out of the window!"</p> + +<p>And this was true. He had fallen <i>out</i> instead of falling <i>in</i>, and, in +the end, this was a good thing for him. For if he had fallen inside the +bathroom he would have toppled down on the hard, tiled floor, and have +been broken to pieces. As it was, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span>falling out of the window, he had a +better chance.</p> + +<p>Down, down, down, out of the window fell the Candy Rabbit. He fell so +fast that his breath was taken away. He felt himself drying fast. The +last drops of water, caused by his topple into the bathtub, were blown +off by the breeze as he fell.</p> + +<p>"Oh, when I hit the ground there is going to be a terrible smash!" +thought the poor Candy Rabbit. "This, surely, is the last of me! +Good-bye, everybody!"</p> + +<p>But, as it happened, just then Patrick, the gardener, was passing along +with a wheelbarrow full of freshly cut grass. He had cut the lawn in +front of the house where Dorothy lived, and now Patrick was wheeling the +loose grass across Madeline's yard to give to a pony in a stable in the +house just beyond Madeline's.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p> + +<p>And, all of a sudden, just as Patrick came along with the wheelbarrow +full of grass, the Candy Rabbit fell out of the bathroom window. And, +very, very luckily, the sweet chap, instead of hitting the ground, fell +into the soft grass on the wheelbarrow.</p> + +<p>For a moment he could not get his breath, and he was buried deep in the +long, green spears and stems. And then, as he felt that he was not +broken to bits, the Candy Rabbit murmured:</p> + +<p>"I am saved!"</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER IX</h2> + +<h3>AT THE PARTY</h3> + + +<p>Patrick, the gardener, had set his wheelbarrow down to rest just as he +came under the bathroom window of Madeline's house. And Patrick had his +back turned, and was looking at Carlo, the little dog, chasing his tail +just when the Candy Rabbit fell into the grass. So Patrick did not see +what had happened.</p> + +<p>"But I know what has happened," said the sweet chap to himself. "Only +for the soft grass I would have broken all to pieces! I wish I dared +call out and tell Patrick I am here. But I dare not. I must keep still +and say nothing."</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, I must hurry along and give this grass to the pony," said the +gardener, after he had seen Calico catch his tail. "The pony must be +hungry."</p> + +<p>Over across Madeline's yard, to the yard where the pony lived in a +little stable, went Patrick with the wheelbarrow full of grass and the +Candy Rabbit. Only, of course, Patrick did not know he had the sugary +fellow.</p> + +<p>"Well, how are you, little pony?" cried the jolly Patrick, when he +reached the stable. The pony gave a soft little whinny in answer.</p> + +<p>"I have some nice grass for you," went on Patrick. "Nice, sweet, green +grass that I, myself, cut off the lawn. You shall eat it all up."</p> + +<p>Once again the little horse talked in the only way he could make Patrick +understand, which was by whinnying. He <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span>meant that he would be glad to +eat the grass.</p> + +<p>"But I hope he doesn't eat me!" thought the Candy Rabbit. "It is lucky I +can speak and understand animal talk. When I get in the pony's stall +I'll call out and ask him not to chew me up with the grass."</p> + +<p>But the Candy Rabbit did not have to do this. For when Patrick began to +take from the wheelbarrow the grass he had gathered for the pony, the +gardener saw something gleaming in the sunshine amid the green stems.</p> + +<p>"Hello! what's this?" cried Patrick, leaning over to take a better look. +"What's this in my grass? Can it be a glass bottle? If it is it's a good +thing I didn't give it to the pony, or he might have cut himself on it."</p> + +<p>Patrick took the shining object from the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span>midst of the grass. In an +instant he saw what it was.</p> + +<p>"A Candy Rabbit! Madeline's Candy Rabbit!" cried the gardener. He knew +it very well, just as he knew the Sawdust Doll, the Lamb on Wheels, and +the Bold Tin Soldier. Madeline had often showed Patrick her Candy +Rabbit.</p> + +<p>The pony was soon fed, and then, with the Candy Rabbit in his pocket and +slowly wheeling the empty barrow, Patrick made his way to Madeline's +house. He knocked at the back door, and the cook, with a dab of flour on +her nose, answered.</p> + +<p>"What have you been doing to yourself, Cook?" asked the gardener, with a +laugh.</p> + +<p>"Why? Is anything wrong?" she asked, rather surprised.</p> + +<p>"Your nose is dabbed with flour," went on Patrick.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, that!" laughed the cook. "You see, Madeline is going to have a +party, and I'm so busy making cookies and cakes that it's a wonder flour +isn't all over my face as well as on my nose. But what have you there?" +she asked, seeing the Bunny in Patrick's hand.</p> + +<p>"Madeline's Candy Rabbit," answered the gardener. "I don't know how it +got in my barrow of grass, but I brought him back. Is Madeline in?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, I'll call her," said the cook.</p> + +<p>And when the little girl came running out and saw her Bunny, she was +much surprised.</p> + +<p>"Why! Why! How did you get him, Patrick?" she asked. "I left him up on +the bathroom window sill to dry, after he fell into the bathtub."</p> + +<p>"Ah, that accounts for it then!" laughed the gardener. "The wind must +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span>have blown him out of the window, and he fell into my barrow just as I +set it down to rest. Well, it's lucky I had grass in the barrow instead +of stones. If your rabbit had fallen on <i>them</i> he might have broken off +his ears."</p> + +<p>"That would have been dreadful!" exclaimed Madeline. "Oh, thank you, so +much, Patrick, for bringing my Bunny back to me."</p> + +<p>"Well, keep him safe, now you have him," advised Patrick.</p> + +<p>Then he went off whistling and trundling his empty wheelbarrow, and once +more the Candy Rabbit was back with Madeline, where he belonged, and +thankful to be there.</p> + +<p>"You are nice and dry now," said the little girl, as she looked over her +Easter toy. "And you didn't get any more grass stains on you when you +fell out of the win<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span>dow. Your ear it still a little bent, but that only +makes you look more stylish.</p> + +<p>"Now I am going to put a new pink ribbon on your neck, 'cause the one I +took off when I was going to wash you is all soiled. I'll put a new +ribbon on you and then you may come to the party to-morrow."</p> + +<p>Madeline told her mother how the Rabbit had fallen out of the window. +Then the little girl got a pretty pink ribbon, and, after tying it on +his neck, she again showed her Easter present to Mirabell and Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"He looks as good as new," said Mirabell.</p> + +<p>"Yes," agreed Dorothy. "I guess falling into the bathtub and the +wheelbarrow of grass did him good."</p> + +<p>"And we'll have lots of fun at the party," said Madeline. "Now I will +put <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span>my Rabbit away, and we'll get ready for a good time."</p> + +<p>The Rabbit was set on a shelf in a dark closet.</p> + +<p>"Well, goodness knows I am glad to be by myself for a while and keep +quiet," thought the sugary chap, as he sat down on the shelf in the +dark. "I have had enough of adventures for a day or two. I wonder if +there is any one here to whom I can talk. I wish the Sawdust Doll or the +Bold Tin Soldier or the Calico Clown were here. They would love to hear +me tell of what has happened."</p> + +<p>Madeline and her girl friends spent the rest of that day and part of the +next one getting ready for the party, and at last the time came to have +it. Madeline was all dressed up, and she brought her Candy Rabbit out of +the closet and smoothed the ribbon on his neck.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Tinkle! Tinkle! Tinkle!" rang the door bell.</p> + +<p>"Oh, here come Dorothy and Dick to the party!" cried Madeline, running +to meet her friends.</p> + +<p>She carried the Candy Rabbit with her. Dorothy had her Sawdust Doll, but +the White Rocking Horse was too large for Dick to bring over.</p> + +<p>One after another more children came to the party, among them Mirabell +and Arnold. Mirabell did not bring her Lamb on Wheels for the same +reason that Dick left his Horse at home—the Lamb was a little too large +for a house party, though she would fit very well on the lawn.</p> + +<p>But Arnold, who was Mirabell's brother, brought something to the party. +It was the Bold Tin Soldier—the Captain of the Tin Soldiers, of whom +Arnold had a whole box. And while the little girls <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span>who had come to +Madeline's party were smoothing out their dresses and looking at their +dolls and talking to one another, Arnold walked off with Dick to a +corner of the room.</p> + +<p>"Look what I have!" whispered Arnold, showing the Bold Tin Soldier.</p> + +<p>"Why did you bring him?" Dick wanted to know.</p> + +<p>"So if we don't like the games the girls play we can go off in a room by +ourselves and have fun with my Soldier," was the answer. "But maybe +we'll have some fun, anyhow."</p> + +<p>"Let me hold your Soldier for a while," begged Dick, and Arnold handed +over the Captain.</p> + +<p>After a while the little boys went back to where the other children were +and all began to play games. Madeline set her Candy Rabbit on the table +near Dorothy's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> Sawdust Doll, and the two toys looked at each other.</p> + +<p>All sorts of games were played. One was "hide the thimble," and when it +was Madeline's turn to hide it she put it right between the front legs +of her Candy Rabbit as he sat on the table. Not one of the boys or girls +thought of looking there for it, so they had to give up, and it was +Madeline's turn to hide it again.</p> + +<p>This time she put the thimble on top of the head of Dorothy's Sawdust +Doll, who had on a new blue ribbon in honor of the party.</p> + +<p>It was a gold thimble that the children were playing with, and the +Sawdust Doll, catching sight of her reflection in the glass over one of +the pictures in the room, noted this fact.</p> + +<p>"That golden gleam against the blue of my ribbon is certainly very +pretty and be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span>coming," she thought. "I hope Dorothy will notice it and +will get a gold ornament for my hair. I like to be a toy, but sometimes +it is a great nuisance not to be able to tell your little girl and boy +parents what you would like to have them do."</p> + +<p>All this time the children were hunting for the thimble, and, though it +was in plain sight, it was not until some time afterward that Mirabell +saw it.</p> + +<p>After the thimble game the children played "Blind Man's Buff," "Puss in +the Corner" and "Going to Jerusalem."</p> + +<p>Pretty soon it was time to eat ice cream and cake. That is one of the +nicest times at a party, I think; and Dick, Arnold and Herbert, as well +as the other boys and girls, thought the same thing, I am sure. While +they were in another room, eating the good things, the Candy Rabbit and +the Sawdust Doll were left to themselves.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I have been wanting to talk to you for the longest time!" said the +Sawdust Doll.</p> + +<p>"And I have so many things to tell you," said the Candy Rabbit. "Such +remarkable adventures!"</p> + +<p>He started to hop across the table, to get nearer to the Sawdust Doll, +but he did not see the thimble which the children had been playing with, +and which had been left on the table. The Candy Rabbit jumped on the +thimble, which rolled out from under his paws.</p> + +<p>"Oh, look out! You're going to fall!" cried the Sawdust Doll.</p> + +<p>And down fell the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 273px;"> +<img src="images/116.jpg" width="273" height="400" alt="Candy Rabbit Has a Tumble." title="Candy Rabbit Has a Tumble." /> +</div> +<div class="center">Candy Rabbit Has a Tumble.<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 18em;"><a href='#Page_107'><i>Page</i> 107</a></span></div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER X</h2> + +<h3>IN A BOY'S POCKET</h3> + + +<p>"Are you hurt?" asked the Sawdust Doll anxiously, looking with sympathy +at the Candy Rabbit. "Let me help you up!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, thank you, I can get up myself," answered the sugary chap. "And I +am not at all hurt. The table cloth was soft."</p> + +<p>He was just going to get up and hop over to the Doll when, all at once, +the Sawdust toy exclaimed:</p> + +<p>"Be quiet! Here come the children back!"</p> + +<p>And into the room trooped the boys and girls, having finished eating the +ice cream and cake.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, look at my Bunny!" cried Madeline. "Somebody jiggled him over on +his side."</p> + +<p>She set him up straight again, near the Sawdust Doll, and then she +helped the other children have fun in more games. After a while Dick and +Arnold went off in a corner by themselves, and began playing with +Arnold's Bold Tin Soldier. While they were doing this a boy named Tom +saw them.</p> + +<p>"I wonder what they are doing?" thought Tom. "I wonder what they are +looking at? It's something Arnold has in his pocket. I wish I had +something in my pocket to play with. Maybe I can find something!"</p> + +<p>I am sorry to say Tom was not always a good boy. Sometimes he was cross +and unpleasant. He would pull the hair of little girls, though I hardly +believe he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span>meant to hurt them. He only did it to tease them.</p> + +<p>Tom saw Madeline's Candy Rabbit on the table, and, as the other boys and +girls were just then in another room, no one saw what Tom did. Sneaking +up to the table, Tom reached over, took the Candy Rabbit, and put him in +his pocket.</p> + +<p>"Now I have something to play with," whispered Tom to himself.</p> + +<p>Tom had many other things in his pocket. There was a small rubber ball, +some pieces of string, a broken knife, two or three nails, some round, +shiny pieces of tin, a whistle that wouldn't whistle, a red stone, a +yellow stone, and many other odds and ends. Down among these objects the +Candy Rabbit was pushed and jammed.</p> + +<p>The only ones who saw Tom hurry away with the Candy Rabbit were the +little <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span>girls' dolls. The Sawdust Doll, a Celluloid Doll belonging to +Mirabell, and an old snub-nosed Wooden Doll, that Madeline had brought +down from the attic, were on the table when Tom took the Candy Rabbit +away in his pocket.</p> + +<p>"Oh-oo-o-oh!" exclaimed the Sawdust Doll. "Look at him!"</p> + +<p>"Isn't he terrible!" said the Wooden Doll.</p> + +<p>"If we could only do something to stop him!" sighed the Celluloid Doll. +But they could do nothing.</p> + +<p>Watching his chance, Tom hurried out of Madeline's house, carrying with +him the Easter present. And as for the poor Candy Rabbit, he did not +know what to do. He could not get out of that boy's pocket, no matter +how hard he tried.</p> + +<p>"I'll show this Candy Rabbit to Sam and Pete," said Tom to himself, as +he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span>hurried down the street. "We'll have some fun with it."</p> + +<p>Sam and Pete were two boys with whom Tom played. Tom looked for them as +he ran down the street, the Candy Rabbit jiggling around among the +things in his pocket.</p> + +<p>"I hope my ears aren't broken off," sighed the poor Bunny. "This is the +most dreadful and cramped place I was ever in."</p> + +<p>Suddenly Tom spied his two chums.</p> + +<p>"Hi there!" he called to them. "Look what I got!"</p> + +<p>"What?"</p> + +<p>He took the Candy Rabbit from his pocket and held him up.</p> + +<p>"That's a dandy!" exclaimed Pete.</p> + +<p>"Where'd you get him?" asked Sam.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I borrowed him at a party," Tom answered.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Let's see it closer," begged Sam, and Tom handed over the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"Why, he's good to eat!" cried Sam, when he had the Rabbit in his hands. +"He's made of sugar, and he's good to eat!"</p> + +<p>Tom looked at Sam and then at Pete. Then all three of the boys looked at +each other.</p> + +<p>"I—I'm sort of hungry for candy," said Pete, in a low voice.</p> + +<p>"So'm I," admitted Sam.</p> + +<p>"And I guess I am, too," declared Tom. "I didn't know this Rabbit was +good to eat. But, as long as he is, we'll divide him up and have a +regular party. Come on over on my porch, fellows, and we'll eat the +Candy Rabbit!"</p> + +<p>Now, when the sweet chap heard this he was very much frightened. Of all +his adventures this seemed the very worst!</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></p> + +<p>Over to Tom's porch went the three boys, and they sat down.</p> + +<p>"We'll divide this Candy Rabbit into three pieces," said Tom. He was +just going to break off one of the ears when some one came out of the +house and up behind the boys as they sat on the steps.</p> + +<p>"What have you there, Tom?" asked a voice suddenly.</p> + +<p>The three chums turned around. It was Tom's mother who had spoken.</p> + +<p>"Oh, it's just a Candy Rabbit," Tom answered. "We're going to eat him."</p> + +<p>"Where did you get him?" asked Tom's mother. "Let me see."</p> + +<p>And when she saw the Candy Rabbit Tom's mother knew at once that it was +no common Rabbit, such as you may buy in the five-and-ten-cent store. +The Candy Rabbit was a very fancy fellow indeed!</p> + +<p>"Why, Tom!" exclaimed his mother.</p><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span></p> + +<p>"This Rabbit belongs to Madeline. I saw it over at her house when I +called there one day. Did you take Madeline's Rabbit when you were in +her house at the party? Oh, Tom, what a naughty boy! I am so sorry!"</p> + +<p>She reached over and took the Candy Rabbit just in time, for Tom had +been going to break off the ears.</p> + +<p>"Why did you take it?" asked Tom's mother.</p> + +<p>"Oh, er—just—because," he answered, squirming around. "Dick and Arnold +had something, and I wanted something in my pocket. So I took the +Rabbit."</p> + +<p>"I must take it back and tell Madeline you are sorry, and you must tell +her so yourself the next time you see her," said Tom's mother.</p> + +<p>Tom's mother took the Easter toy back to Madeline, who had just missed +him, and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span>she and all the boys and girls still left at the party were +hunting for him.</p> + +<p>"Please forgive Tom for being so naughty as to take your Candy Rabbit," +begged the boy's mother, and Madeline said she would.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I am so glad to have you back!" cried Madeline, hugging her Candy +Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"And I am glad to get back," said the Rabbit, though of course he dared +not speak aloud.</p> + +<p>Madeline smoothed out the pink ribbon on the Bunny's neck. It had been +crumpled in Tom's pocket. Then the little girl put her Rabbit away on a +shelf in a closet while she helped her mother and the cook clear away +the things after the party.</p> + +<p>"Dear me, I wonder what will happen next," said the Candy Rabbit, out +loud, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span>for he knew no one could hear him in there.</p> + +<p>"Why, has anything happened to you?" asked a voice.</p> + +<p>"I should say so!" exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "But who are you, if I +may ask?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm a match-safe Cat," was the answer, and then, his eyes having +become used to the dark, the Candy Rabbit saw that he was sitting near a +hollow porcelain Cat, used to hold burnt matches.</p> + +<p>"Dear me, how strange!" murmured the Bunny.</p> + +<p>"It is no stranger to see a Cat full of burnt matches than it is to see +a Candy Rabbit with pink glass eyes," was the answer.</p> + +<p>"I suppose not," agreed the Candy Bunny.</p> + +<p>Then the Rabbit and the Cat became <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span>good friends and told each other +stories there in the dark closet.</p> + +<p>"My! you certainly have had some adventures," mewed the Cat, when she +had heard about the Bunny's trip on the tail of a kite.</p> + +<p>"Did nothing exciting ever happen to you?" the Rabbit wanted to know.</p> + +<p>"Yes, once," replied the Cat. "I am hollow, as you see, and I am +generally filled with burnt wooden matches.</p> + +<p>"Well, one day, somebody put a blazing match in me by mistake, and, in +an instant, all the partly burnt matches were on fire. There I was, all +burning up inside."</p> + +<p>"Oh, that must have been dreadful!" cried the Candy Rabbit.</p> + +<p>"It was, until Madeline's mother threw a glass of water over me and put +out the fire," said the Cat. "Then I was all <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span>right, except for being +blackened and smoked. Of course it doesn't show in the dark, but it's +there all the same."</p> + +<p>The Candy Rabbit stayed in the closet with the Porcelain Cat all night, +and the two were company for one another. The next day Madeline took her +Easter toy for a ride in the doll carriage, and Dorothy had her Sawdust +pet with her. The little girls talked about the party.</p> + +<p>"Wouldn't it have been dreadful if Tom had eaten your Rabbit?" asked +Dorothy.</p> + +<p>"Terribly dreadful!" said Madeline. "I am glad it didn't happen."</p> + +<p>"And I'm glad, too," thought the Candy Rabbit. "I hope my adventures are +over now."</p> + +<p>But they were not, though I have no room to tell you any more. I will +just mention a few. Once Herbert and Dick <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span>took the Candy Rabbit and +gave him a ride in Herbert's toy train of cars. But the engine went so +fast that the train ran off the track. The Candy Rabbit was thrown off, +and a little piece of sugar was chipped off one of his paws. But that +did not hurt very much.</p> + +<p>And, another time, the Candy Rabbit was almost run over by Dick, who was +gliding around on roller skates. Only that Patrick, the gardener, caught +the Bunny out of the way just in time, the sweet chap would have been +crushed.</p> + +<p>One day Herbert called to Madeline and said:</p> + +<p>"Daddy is going to bring me a present from the store to-day."</p> + +<p>"Is he? What kind?" asked Madeline. "Is it going to be a Jumping Jack?"</p> + +<p>"That, or something just as funny," Herbert answered. "I want something +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span>that moves and jumps. Candy Rabbits are very nice, but I want something +livelier."</p> + +<p>"Will you let me see it when you get it?" asked his sister.</p> + +<p>"Yes," promised Herbert. And what fun he had with his toy will be told +to you in the next book, to be called: "The Story of a Monkey on a +Stick."</p> + +<p>As for the Candy Rabbit, I might add that he grew sweeter and sweeter +each day, and he and Madeline lived happily forever after. Though one of +his ears was bent, and a piece chipped off one paw, that did not matter. +Madeline loved her Bunny very much.</p> + + +<h2>THE END</h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p> +<h2>THE MAKE-BELIEVE STORIES</h2> + +<div class='center'>(Trademark Registered.)</div> + +<h3>By LAURA LEE HOPE</h3> + +<div class='center'>Author of THE BOBBSEY TWINS BOOKS, <span class="smcap">Etc</span>.</div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<div class='center'>Colored Wrappers and Illustrations by HARRY L. SMITH</div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>In this fascinating line of books Miss Hope has the various toys come to +life "when nobody is looking" and she puts them through a series of +adventures as interesting as can possibly be imagined.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A SAWDUST DOLL</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>How the toys held a party at the Toy Counter; how +the Sawdust Doll was taken to the home of a nice +little girl, and what happened to her there. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A WHITE ROCKING HORSE</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was a bold charger and a man purchased him for +his son's birthday. Once the Horse had to go to +the Toy Hospital, and my! what sights he saw +there. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A LAMB ON WHEELS</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>She was a dainty creature and a sailor bought her +and took her to a little girl relative and she had +a great time. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A BOLD TIN SOLDIER</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was Captain of the Company and marched up and +down in the store at night. Then he went to live +with a little boy and had the time of his life. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A CANDY RABBIT</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was continually in danger of losing his life by +being eaten up. But he had plenty of fun, and +often saw his many friends from the Toy Counter. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A MONKEY ON A STICK</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was mighty lively and could do many tricks. The +boy who owned him gave a show, and many of the +Monkey's friends were among the actors. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A CALICO CLOWN</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was a truly comical chap and all the other toys +loved him greatly. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A NODDING DONKEY</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He made happy the life of a little lame boy and +did lots of other good deeds. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A CHINA CAT</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The China Cat had many adventures, but enjoyed +herself most of the time. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A PLUSH BEAR</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This fellow came from the North Pole, stopped for +a while at the toy store, and was then taken to +the seashore by his little master. </p><br /></div> + + +<p>THE STORY OF A STUFFED ELEPHANT</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>He was a wise looking animal and had a great +variety of adventures. </p><br /></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers, New York</span></div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE BOBBSEY TWINS BOOKS</h2> + +<div class='center'>For Little Men and Women</div> + +<h3>By LAURA LEE HOPE</h3> + +<div class='center'>Author of "The Bunny Brown Series," Etc.</div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<div class='center'><b>Durably Bound. Illustrated. Uniform Style of Binding. Every Volume +Complete in Itself.</b></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>These books for boys and girls between the ages of three and ten stands +among children and their parents of this generation where the books of +Louisa May Alcott stood in former days. The haps and mishaps of this +inimitable pair of twins, their many adventures and experiences are a +source of keen delight to imaginative children everywhere.</p> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Bobbsey Twins Books"> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE COUNTRY</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT THE SEASHORE</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SCHOOL</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT SNOW LODGE</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON A HOUSEBOAT</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT MEADOW BROOK</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT HOME</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN A GREAT CITY</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON BLUEBERRY ISLAND</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS ON THE DEEP BLUE SEA</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS IN THE GREAT WEST</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT CEDAR CAMP</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AT THE COUNTY FAIR</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS CAMPING OUT</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE BOBBSEY TWINS AND BABY MAY</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">Grosset & Dunlap, Publishers, New York.</span></div> + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span></p> + +<div class='tnote'>Transcriber's Notes: + +<p>Punctuation normalized.</p> + +<p>Page 9, "seasaw" changed to "seesaw", "seesaw begin to go up..."</p></div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's The Story of a Candy Rabbit, by Laura Lee Hope + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE STORY OF A CANDY RABBIT *** + +***** This file should be named 17276-h.htm or 17276-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/1/7/2/7/17276/ + +Produced by Marilynda Fraser-Cunliffe, Emmy and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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