The next time we see one, you and I will go out and search for
the money. Then you will have your fortune, and you won't have to travel
around any more."
"That will be fine!" cried the rabbit, "for, to tell you the truth, I am
getting pretty tired of going about the country. Still, I will not give up
until I find my fortune."
"All right. But we will have to wait until it rains, and then we'll see
where the end of the rainbow is," said the giant's boy. "Now we will have
some games together. Let's play tag."
Well, they started to play that, but, land's sake, flopsy dub and a basket
of ice cream cones! Uncle Wiggily ran here, and there, and everywhere, and
he jumped and leaped about so that the giant's little boy couldn't catch
him, for the big-little fellow wasn't very spry on his feet.
"Oh, I guess we had better not play that game any more," said the boy
giant, as he accidentally nearly stepped on Uncle Wiggily's left ear. "I
might hurt you. Let's play hide-and-go-seek."
But Uncle Wiggily was even better at this game than he had been at tag,
for he could hide in such small holes that the boy giant couldn't even see
them, so of course that wouldn't do for a game. It was no fun.
Then all at once it began to rain. My! how it did pour! It rained snips
and snails and puppy dogs' tails, with the puppies fast to the tails, of
course, and the streets were covered with them.
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