Grandpa Grumbles, in the woods Has a grab-bag, you know.
You will find it there, some day
If to his house you go!
 
 
Next morning Little Bear got up to get breakfast, and he crept down­stairs very softly, for he wanted to sur­prise the rest.
 
When he got to the kitchen door he met Red Riding Hood and old Grandpa Grumbles, and the little rab­bit.
 
Each one had gotten up early to get the breakfast.
 
Grandpa Grumbles began to shake his head and grumble, and Red Riding Hood laughed, and Little Bear waved his red handkerchief.
 
Then they all shouted: "Hurrah! we will get breakfast together."
 
The cry-baby rabbit said: "Boo-hoo! I have never gotten breakfast in my life!"
 
Grandpa Grumbles looked at her and said: "I will give you a better name if you will be still."
 
"Boo-hoo! boo-hoo!" said the little rabbit. "I don't know whether I want a better name or not!"
 
Little Bear danced up and down, and he cried: "Give me a name, give me a name!"
 
Grandpa Grumbles said: "No, no, look in the garret in my grab bag!"
 
They were all pleased at this, and they scampered up into the garret.
 
There, sure enough, on a nail, hung the grab-bag.
 
"Time to grab," said Grandpa Grumbles. "Every one of you must grab!"
 
Red Riding Hood put in her hand and drew out a gold watch.
 
"Keep it! keep it!" shouted Grandpa Grumbles. "It won't run, it won't keep time, but keep it, keep it!"
 
Little Bear put in his paw and drew out a silk purse.
 
"Keep it," shouted old Grandpa Grumbles. "It hasn't a cent in it!"
Then the cry-baby rabbit put in her paw and drew out a piece of paste­board, to which was fastened a tiny bell.
 
She was so disappointed she was ready to cry, when old Grandpa Grumbles said: "Keep it, keep it; it has your ............