And the foamy spray in the big deep bay
We blow on the great boardwalk."

"That reminds me of Atlantic City," said Uncle Lucky. "Let's drive
down there and go for a swim."

"Just the thing," said the little rabbit; "I've got my bathing suit in
my knapsack. I'm ready."

So off they went, and by and by they came to the seashore. But there
wasn't a hotel in sight, so of course they knew they had made a
mistake. They didn't care, especially Billy Bunny, for not very far
from land was the big good-natured whale who had taken him for a sail
a long, long time ago. "There's my friend the Whaleship!" cried the
little rabbit.

And in the next story, if that whale doesn't swim away, I'll tell you
something more about Billy Bunny and his kind Uncle Lucky.




STORY XXV.

BILLY BUNNY AND THE WHALE.


You remember in the story before this that Billy Bunny and Uncle Lucky
were at the seashore, and out a little ways from the land was the
good-natured Whale.