r in a state of perfect
delight. Presently, they came to where Bunny the rabbit lived.

"Bunny, Bunny," called Jack. Out popped little Bunny, flapping
his long ears, and winking his red eyes, and gave a funny
little squeak; which meant, "How-de-do, Jack, what do you
want?"

"Bunny," said Jack, "do you want to go to the baker's with us
to buy a loaf of bread?"

"Oh! of course I do," squeaked Bunny. So Jack the boy, and
Carlo the dog, and Minnie the cat, and Bunny the rabbit, made
quite a party.

Pretty soon they came to Jenny Wren's house, high up in a
tree. "Jenny, Jenny," called Jack.

Out she popped from her nest, where she was sitting on top of
her children, and jumped on a branch, and wagged her little
head, and fluttered her little wings, and cocked up her little
tail in the air, to show how glad she was to see her friend
Jack.

"Jenny," said Jack, "do you want to go to the baker's with us
to buy a loaf of bread?"

"Chip, chip, chip," said Jenny; which was bird-talk for "Oh!
of course I do."

"Well, come along, then," said Jack. Down flew Jenny, and
hopped along with the rest. So Jack the boy, and Carlo the
dog, and Minnie the cat, and Bunny the rabbit, and Jenny the
wren, made a jolly little party, all going to the baker's
together. I wish I had been there, don't you?

Pretty soon they came to where Ninny the goose lived. "Ninny,
Ninny," called Jack; "do you want to go to the baker's with us
to buy a loaf of bread?"

"Gabble, gabble, gabble," said Ninny; which was goose-talk for
"Oh! of course I do;" and she flapped her wings, and stretched
out her long neck, and made more of a goose of herself than
ever, and was so glad at getting the invitation, that she
created quite a hullabaloo with her gabbling; but for all
that, Jack the boy, and Carlo the dog, and Minnie the cat, and
Bunny the rabbit, and Jenny the wren, and Ninny the goose, all
talking together, made a most enchanting party. They were all
nice people; no owls, or tigers, or cross old cooks with
broomsticks, or grisly bears. No, indeed! They were all
perfect darlings; and were quite ready to travel to the very
top of the North Pole, if there was any fun to be found there.

But the baker lived considerably this side of the North Pole,
on the very top of a steep hill; and up they all ran, and
hopped, and leaped, and jumped, till they got to the house.

But when they arrived there, they found the front door locked.

So Jack began to knoc