Well, after Uncle John Hare had spent about a week at the Old Bramble Patch, he thought it time to go home. So he called up his house and ordered his Bunnymobile sent for him.  
“Now don’t worry about Little Rabbit,” he said to the anxious lady bunny, “I’ll take good care of him and send him home safe and sound.”
 
Then he put on his while the little rabbit cranked up the Bunnymobile, and off they went.
 
You see, Uncle John was so fond of his little rabbit nephew that he just had to take him out for a drive.
 
But, goodness me. They had gone only a little way when they ran into a load of hay. And, oh dear me! It tumbled down on top of them and hid the Bunnymobile from sight. Wasn’t that dreadful?
 
Well, I don’t know what would have happened—they would have been or had hay fever, I guess—if a big Circus Elephant hadn’t come hurrying along just then.
 
Well, sir! He wound his trunk around that pile of hay and put it back on the . Then he dropped in his pocket the nickel the farmer gave him, but he wouldn’t take the carrot cent that grateful Uncle John offered him.
 
“I’m so nervous you’d better drive,” cried the old gentleman hare. So Little Jack Rabbit took the wheel and for a little while everything went along nicely. But pretty soon it grew dark, so the little rabbit ............