"If I come across your cousin Jack-in-the-Pulpit," exclaimed Uncle Lucky,after he had buttoned up his collar and wound his watch, "I'll tellhim how kind you were to find my collar button for me," and then theold gentleman rabbit took off his very aged wedding stovepipe hat and bowedto the Jack-in-the-Box and drove away in the Luckmobile down the road,and when he came to a bridge he exclaimed to his little nephew, "Do youthink we're on the right road?"

"I don't remember this bridge, do you?" And then a voice cried out,"Don't be anxious, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot. This is the road toLettuceville.

"Keep right on after you cross the bridge until you come to a littleblack schoolhouse and then turn to your left and then turn to your rightand if you don't get home until afternoon you have made a mistake."