about the yard and garden, saying no more, and apparently thinking no more about his rabbit, for some time. At last he came up to his father's side and said,
"Father, will you lend me your keys?"
"What do you want my keys for?" asked his father.
"I want to whistle with them," said Rodolphus. "Annie is my dog, and I want to whistle to her."
"No," said his father, "you will lose them. You must whistle with your mouth."
"But I can't whistle with my mouth, Annie makes me laugh so much. I must have the keys."
So saying, Rodolphus began to feel in his father's pockets for the keys. Mr. Linn resisted his efforts a little, remonstrating with him all the time, and saying that he could not let his keys go. Rodolphus, however, persevered, and finally succeeded in getting the keys, and running away with them.
His father called him to come back, but he would not come.
Rodolphus whistled in one of the keys a few minutes, playing with Annie, and then, after a little w