have created from the face of the earth; both man and the beast and the
creeping thing, and the fowls of the air, for it repenteth me that I have
made them."

Hereupon Bernal suggested that all the white rabbits at least should have
been saved--thinking of his own two in the warm nest in the barn. He was
unable to see how white rabbits with twitching pink noses and pink rims
around their eyes could be an offense, or, indeed, other than a pure joy
even to one so good as God. But he gave in, with new admiration for the
ready mind of Cousin Bill J., who pointed out that white rabbits could not
have been saved because they were not fish. He even relished the dry quip
that maybe he, the little boy, thought white rabbits _were_ fish; but
Cousin Bill J. didn't, for his part.

Past the Tower of Babel they went, when the Lord "came down to see the
city and the tower," and made them suddenly talk strange tongues to one
another so they could not build their tower actually into Heaven.

The little boy thought this a fine joke to play on them, to set them all
"jabbering" so.

After that there was a great deal of fighting, and, in the language of
Allan's summary, "God loved all the good people so he gave them lots of
wives and cattle and sheep and he let them go out and kill all the other
people they wanted to which was their enemies." But the little boy found
the butcheries rather monotonous.

Occasionally there was something graphic enough to excite, as where the
heads of Ahab's seventy children were put into a basket and exposed in two
heaps at the city's gate; but for the most part it made him sleepy.