So Rciggylug 



^^?&ylu5 -«' *he cruel monster began slowly 

 choking him to death. Very soon the little 

 one's cry would have ceased, but bounding 

 through the woods straight as an arrow came 

 Mammy. No longer a shy, helpless little 

 Molly Cottontail, ready to fly from a shadow: 

 the mother's love was strong in her. The cry 

 ot her baby had filled her with the courage of 

 a hero, and — hop, she went over that horrible 

 reptile. Whack, she struck down at him with 

 her sharp hind claws as she passed, giving him 

 such a stinging blow that he squirmed with 

 pain and hissed with anger. 



*• M-a-m-m-y," came feebly from the little 

 one. And Mammy came leaping again and 

 again and struck harder and fiercer until the 

 loathsome reptile let go the little one's ear and 

 tried to bite the old one as she leaped over. 

 But all he got was a mouthful of wool each 

 time, and Molly's fierce blows began to tell, 

 as long bloody rips were torn in the Black 

 Snake's scaly armor. 



Things were now looking bad for the Snake ; 

 and bracing himself for the next charge, he 

 lost his tight hold on Baby Bunn}^ who at 

 once wriggled out of the coils and away into 

 the underbrush, breathless and terribly fright- 

 enedf but unhurt save that his left ear was 



