. St. Nicholas [serial]. nt see the advertise-ment, and I would nt give away the rabbits,Franklin dear. Yes, mother, but I promised, you see. That was in case a stranger should find Kenny is such a little boy. And I knowhe honestly would nt want you to give up therabbits you ve had so long. Well, then, I 11 tell you; there is one otherthing that must be done, said Franklin, after apause. Yes, dear, said Mrs. Wood, sympatheti-cally, guessing at his meaning. I d thoughtof them, but then I remembered how muchyou d always wanted a Maltese — Dont speak of it, said Franklin. Ihave nt decided
. St. Nicholas [serial]. nt see the advertise-ment, and I would nt give away the rabbits,Franklin dear. Yes, mother, but I promised, you see. That was in case a stranger should find Kenny is such a little boy. And I knowhe honestly would nt want you to give up therabbits you ve had so long. Well, then, I 11 tell you; there is one otherthing that must be done, said Franklin, after apause. Yes, dear, said Mrs. Wood, sympatheti-cally, guessing at his meaning. I d thoughtof them, but then I remembered how muchyou d always wanted a Maltese — Dont speak of it, said Franklin. Ihave nt decided yet. It took him all the morning to make up hismind; but when Eunice and Kenneth went into dinner, at each of their plates stood a headof lettuce scooped out in the middle, and fromthe center of each green frill peered the roundface of a little bunny. The Maltese ones! said Eunice, with agasp, and Kenneth turned quite pale with sur-prise. Yes, said Franklin, solemnly tucking hisnapkin under his chin, they re for you!.
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