sun and his eyes twinkling with curiosity. “To the cozy cave of the Big Brown Bear, And the Lollypop Tree just over there.” “Bring me a lollypop,” shouted Chippy Chipmunk as the little rabbit boy hopped up the Shady Forest Trail, in and out among the trees, where Billy Breeze whistled amid the leaves. By and by, way, way yonder, he could just make out the comfortable figure of the Big Brown Bear sitting in front of his cozy cave, smoking a corncob pipe. “Hello! hello!” shouted the little rabbit, waving his red-striped candy cane. “Are you there, Mr. Bear?” “No, I’m here,” chuckled the big good-natured, furry-coated animal, “but just keep on, you’ll find me all right.” “How’s mother?” he asked, taking the old corncob pipe from between his beautiful white pearly teeth, as the breathless little rabbit stood before him. “She’s well, thank you,” panted the little bunny boy, looking up at the lollypops as they winked their purple-pinky eyes from the branches of the Lollypop Tree. “Did you do your three chores for mother this morning?” enquired the Big Brown Bear, although the little bunny boy wished to goodness gracious he would stop asking questions and give him a lollypop. “Oh, yes, oh, yes!” answered the wistful-eyed little rabbit. “You polished the front door knob, fed the canary and brought in the kindling wood?” continued the questioning old bear. “Oh, yes, oh, yes,” repeated the little bunny boy rabbit, only this time he shouted it. “That’s a good lad,” laughed the Big Brown Bear, handing a pink lollypop to his little long-eared caller. “Have a lollypop!” And then, would you believe it, that big bear put away his pipe and began to suck a green lollypop. Just fancy that if you can! Pretty soon he said with a smile, “Want another?” “Have you any left?” asked the bunny boy, oh, so wist-ful-ly. “Well, I’ll see,” answered the Big Brown Bear, rising to his feet and ambling into the cozy cave. But, oh, dear me! the only things he found were a popcorn ball and an empty ice cream cone. “Goodness
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