"If you don't mind," said the purple rooster, "I'll leave you two littlerabbits and make a call on Cocky Docky up at the 0ld Farm. "And if youdon't care," squeaked little Mrs. Mousie, "I'll call on DickeyMeadowmouse." So Uncle Lucky and Billy Bunny hopped into theautomobile and drove off, while Mrs. Cow tinkled her bell and sang:

"Moo, moo, moo. I'm glad I helped you two. 0ne good turn deserves another. When you see your bunny mother, Tell her how your automobile I took Safely from the Babbling Brook."

"It's a puzzle to me," said Uncle Lucky, "why we are always having somany accidents. Maybe I had better get a chauffeur." "You won't needany chauffeur after I'm done with you," said a deep growly voice, andout from behind a clump of bushes jumped a wicked wildcat and bit oneof the front tires, she was so hungry.