Once upon a time there was a little White Rabbit with two
beautiful long pink ears and two bright red eyes and four soft little feet-
such a pretty little White Rabbit. But he wasn't happy!....
Just think, this little White Rabbit wanted to be somebody else
instead of the nice little Rabbit that he was. When Mr. Bushy Tail, the gray
squirrel, went by, the little White Rabbit would say to his Mummy,
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a long gray tail like Mr.Bushy Tail's."
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a long gray tail like Mr.Bushy Tail's."
And when Mr. Porcupine went by, the little White Rabbit would
say to his Mummy,
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a back full of bristles like Mr. Porcupine's."
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a back full of bristles like Mr. Porcupine's."
And when Miss Puddle-Duck went by in her two little red rubbers,
the little White Rabbit would say,
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a pair of red rubbers like Miss Puddle-Duck's."
"Oh, Mummy, I wish I had a pair of red rubbers like Miss Puddle-Duck's."
So he went on and on wishing until his Mummy was quite tired out
with his wishing and Old Mr. Ground Hog heard him one day. Old Mr. Ground Hog
is very wise indeed, so he said to the little White Rabbit, "Why don't you go down to Wishing
Pond, and if you look in the water at yourself and turn around three times in a
circle, you will get your wish."
So the little White Rabbit trotted off, all alone by himself
through the woods until he came to a little pool of green water lying in a low
tree stump, and that was the Wishing Pond. There was a little, little bird, all
red sitting on the edge of the Wishing Pond to get a drink, and as soon as the
little White Rabbit saw him he began to wish again,
"Oh, I wish I had a pair of little red wings!" he said.
"Oh, I wish I had a pair of little red wings!" he said.
Just then he looked in the Wishing Pond and he saw his little
white face. Then he turned around three times and something happened. He began
to have a queer feeling in his shoulders, like he felt in his mouth when he was
cutting his teeth. It was his wings coming through. So he sat all day in the
woods by the Wishing Pond waiting for them to grow, and, by and by, when it was
almost sundown, he started home to see his Mummy and show her, because he had a
beautiful pair of long, trailing red wings.
But by the time he reached home it was getting dark, and when he
went in the hole at the foot of a big tree where he lived, his Mummy didn't
know him. No, she really and truly did not know him, because, you see, she had
never seen a rabbit with red wings in all her life. And so the little White
Rabbit had to go out again, because his Mummy wouldn't let him get into his own
bed. He had to go out and look for some place to sleep all night.
So the little White Rabbit went and went until he came to Miss
Puddle-Duck's nest down by the marsh and he said, "Please, kind Miss
Puddle-Duck, may I sleep in your nest all night?" But Miss Puddle-Duck
poked her head up out of her nest just a little way, and then she shut her eyes
and stretched her wings out so far that she covered her whole nest. You see she
had never seen a rabbit with red wings in all her life.
So the little White Rabbit went and went until he came to Old
Mr. Ground Hog's hole and Old Mr. Ground Hog let him sleep with him all night,
but the hole had beechnuts spread all over it. Old Mr. Ground liked to sleep on
them, but they hurt the little White Rabbit's feet and made him very
uncomfortable before morning came.
When morning came, the little White Rabbit decided to try his
wings and fly a little, so he climbed up on a hill and spread his wings and
sailed off, but he landed in a low bush all full of prickles, and his four feet
got mixed up with the twigs so he couldn't get down. "Mummy, Mummy, Mummy,
come and help me!" he called.
His Mummy didn't hear him, but Old Mr. Ground Hog did, and he
came and helped the little White Rabbit out of the prickly bush.
"Don't you want your red wings?" Mr. Ground Hog asked.
"Well," said the Old Ground Hog, "why don't you go down to the Wishing Pond and wish them off again?"
"Well," said the Old Ground Hog, "why don't you go down to the Wishing Pond and wish them off again?"
So the little White Rabbit went down to the Wishing Pond and he
saw his face in it. Then he turned around three times, and sure enough, his red
wings were gone. Then he went home to his Mummy, who knew him right away and
was so glad to see him and he never, never wished to be something different
from what he really was again.
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