One day Cousin John asked me if I would like two nice rabbits. I said I would like
One I called Pink, and the other White. They were very tame, and soon got to know their names. I took them out and let them run about the yard every fine day.
Once Pink ran away, and I thought he was lost. I had a long chase after him through the bushes; but I caught him at last and brought him home.
My brother George kept a lot of chickens in the yard, and while I fed my pet rabbits, he would feed his chickens.