Bunny thought the best thing
he could do now was to scamper back to his mother, his brothers and
sisters as fast as he could.
But it was not quite so easy to find them again. No sooner had he got
into the open path than a troop of boys caught sight of him; and at once
there was a volley of stones from their hands. By rare good luck he was
not hit by the stones. But he had not gone many paces farther, when a
man with a gun shot at him. Happily the man missed his aim, and the shot
went into some bushes.
Having escaped this new danger, Bunny leaped swiftly over the high
grass, till he came to the fallen trunk of a tree. Here he hoped to find
his mother; but, ah! there was no trace of her to be seen. Night came
on; and poor Bunny had to lie down all alone and go to sleep.
The next morning it rained heavily; and Bunny crept into the hollow
trunk of the tree, where he could keep warm and dry. But before noon
the sun came out beautifully; and the little rabbit, being very hungry,
ran out.
The first thing he saw was his mother and the rest of the family eating
their dinner.
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