The Horned Beast

It was Easter morning and rabbit had overslept. The sun was already up, but he had not yet hidden the eggs that everyone would be looking for, under the flowers on the hill. Rabbit was being paid two bushels of clover, and he had not even gone to the hens to collect the eggs.

"There goes my clover," Rabbit thought unhappily. He crawled along his little tunnel as quickly as possible, and in a moment popped his head out of his hole. On the grass beside him was the shadow of his long ears.

"My goodness," he gasped. "They've sent a hirned beast after me!"

Shaking with fear, Rabbit jumped out of his hole and began running. He ran and ran; around the bushes and trees, under fences, and through a stream. But everywhere he went the "horned beast" followed him.

At last, exhausted, Rabbit ducked into a hollow log where, naturally, the sun could not shine on him. There he could no longer see the "horns," and, believeing himself safe from the beast that was chasing him, Rabbit promised himself he would never again oversleep on Easter morning!

And he never has!