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.
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.
One day Herbert called to Madeline and said:
"Daddy is going to bring me a present from the store to-day."
"Is he? What kind?" asked Madeline. "Is it going to be a Jumping Jack?"
"That, or something just as funny," Herbert answered. "I want something
that moves and jumps. Candy Rabbits are very nice, but I want something
livelier."
"Will you let me see it when you get it?" asked his sister.
"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."
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.
THE END
THE MAKE-BELIEVE STORIES
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