You remember where we left off in the last story, I hope. But in case you don't, I'll tell you. Little Jack Rabbit and dear, kind Uncle John Hare were hiding in a hollow stump and Mr. Wicked Wolf was sitting outside waiting to eat them up. But he won't if I can help it. No, sireebus! Not if I have to call up the Policeman Dog to help these two little rabbits.
Well, after a while, Little Jack Rabbit made a hole in the back of the stump through which he and the old gentleman rabbit could just squeeze.
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