Oh! Mary, I have got such a darling white rabbit as I think you never
saw. I do believe it is the sweetest little rabbit in the world; for
I only had it given to me this morning, and yet it will eat clover from
my hand, and let me stroke it, or do any thing I please. And James says
that he will make a little house for it, which cousin Henry will paint
very nice. And papa says, that I must call my little pet, _Snowdrop_,
because he is as white as the drifted snow; and mamma says, that its
two little bright eyes are like rubies. Do you not think, Mary, as
I do, that it is the sweetest little rabbit in the world?



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[Illustration: The Pet Robin.]


The Pet Robin.


My brother Frederick has a robin, and he calls him a dear little pet,
he sings so sweetly. Oh! you cannot think how well he knows Freddy. You
should see him early in the morning, when we first come down stairs, or
at any time when we come in from a walk, how he runs to one corner of
his cage, to look at us: and when Fred whistles and says, "My beauty!
my fine fellow!" he stands up so straight, to listen to his kind little
masters voice, and then begins jumping and hopping from one end of the
cage to the other, just as I have seen happy little children jump and
hop about in their sports.