ren had been playing with,
and which had been left on the table. The Candy Rabbit jumped on the
thimble, which rolled out from under his paws.

"Oh, look out! You're going to fall!" cried the Sawdust Doll.

And down fell the Candy Rabbit.

[Illustration: Candy Rabbit Has a Tumble.
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CHAPTER X

IN A BOY'S POCKET

"Are you hurt?" asked the Sawdust Doll anxiously, looking with sympathy
at the Candy Rabbit. "Let me help you up!"

"Oh, thank you, I can get up myself," answered the sugary chap. "And I
am not at all hurt. The table cloth was soft."

He was just going to get up and hop over to the Doll when, all at once,
the Sawdust toy exclaimed:

"Be quiet! Here come the children back!"

And into the room trooped the boys and girls, having finished eating the
ice cream and cake.

"Oh, look at my Bunny!" cried Madeline. "Somebody jiggled him over on
his side."

She set him up straight again, near the Sawdust Doll, and then she
helped the other children have fun in more games. After a while Dick and
Arnold went off in a corner by themselves, and began playing with
Arnold's Bold Tin Soldier. While they were doing this a boy named Tom
saw them.

"I wonder what they are doing?" thought Tom. "I wonder what they are
looking at? It's something Arnold has in his pocket. I wish I had
something in my pocket to play with. Maybe I can find something!"

I am sorry to say Tom was not always a good boy. Sometimes he was cross
and unpleasant. He would pull the hair of little girls, though I hardly
believe he meant to hurt them. He only did it to tease them.

Tom saw Madeline's Candy Rabbit on the table, and, as the other boys and
girls were just then in another room, no one saw what Tom did. Sneaking
up to the table, Tom reached over, took the Candy Rabbit, and put him in
his pocket.

"Now I have something to play with," whispered Tom to himself.

Tom had many other things in his pocket. There was a small rubber ball,
some pieces of string, a broken knife, two or three nails, some round,
shiny pieces of tin, a whistle that wouldn't whistle, a red stone, a
yellow stone, and many other odds and ends. Down among these objects the
Candy Rabbit was pushed and jammed.

The only ones who saw Tom hurry away with the Candy Rabbit were the
little girls' dolls. The Sawdust Doll, a Celluloid Doll belonging to
Mirabell, and an old snub-nosed Wooden Doll, that Madeline had brought
d