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"Uncle Lucky’s Dream" by David Cory is a whimsical children's tale that follows the adventures of a young character who experiences a magical dream guided by their quirky Uncle Lucky. Through vibrant storytelling and imaginative scenarios, the narrative explores themes of curiosity, the power of dreams, and the importance of family connections. As the protagonist navigates the enchanting dream world, they learn valuable life lessons and discover the joy of embracing creativity and wonder. The book is filled with charming illustrations that enhance the whimsical atmosphere, making it a delightful read for children and families alike.

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and girls, for maybe when he wakes up he’ll forget all about it, as
some people do, even as you and I.

The dear old gentleman rabbit dreamed that he was a boy again,
playing marbles with Uncle John Hare when, dearest me and dearest
you! along came Mrs. Wild Cat.

“Meow, meow, meow!” she said. “Let me play with you.”

Uncle John Hare looked at Uncle Lucky, and then they both looked at
the Wild Cat. But what was the use of looking at her, or at each
other, or at anything, for that matter. Goodness me! they were so
frightened that their knees played tick tock, tick tock, and their
hair stood up straight, and if ever there were two scared little
rabbits, it was Uncle John and Uncle Lucky.

“What’s the matter with you two bunnies?” asked Mrs. Wild Cat. “Come,
give me a shooter.”

“Here, here’s—one!” gasped Uncle John.

“You—can—have—mine,” faltered Uncle Lucky, “I’m tired. My thumb’s
sore.”

“Stuff and nonsense,” meowed Mrs. Wild Cat. “Come on and play!”

But, oh, dear me! The two poor little bunnies missed every time and
as Mrs. Wild Cat won every time, pretty soon she had all the marbles,
as well as Uncle Lucky’s little bag and Uncle John’s little box.

“What else have you?” asked the purring Wild Cat.

“Nothing,” answered the bunny boy rabbits, “nothing, only a piece of
chocolate cake and a lollypop.”

“Give them to me,” said the purring Wild Cat!

So what could each little bunny boy do but put his hand in his pocket
and slowly draw out, Uncle John, the cake, and Uncle Lucky, the
lollypop.

“Ha, ha, meow!” cried Mrs. Wild Cat, “don’t they look good. I love
chocolate cake and lollypops, ice cream cones and pink gumdrops.”

“Please don’t take everything we have,” cried Uncle Lucky, tearfully.

“Give us back our marbles,” begged Uncle John Hare, with a sob.

“No, I want to take them home to my little kittens,” answered Mrs.
Wild Cat, reaching out her paw for the lollypop.

“Wait just a minute, the stick has come out,” begged Uncle Lucky,
leaning over to pick up the candy part. All of a sudden, just like
that, he struck out with his strong hind feet, throwing the loose
dirt into Mrs. Wild Cat’s eyes, and before she could open them the
little rabbits had hopped into a hollow stump.

“Meow, meow! Just wait till I wipe my eyes. I’ll show you what I’ll
do,” Mrs. Wild Cat screamed.

But, wasn’t it lucky? by that time the two little bunnies had found
a tunnel leading away from the hollow stump. On and on they hopped
until by and by, after a while, they found themselves out on the
Sunny Meadow.

“Whew, I’m glad to be rid of that dreadful cat,” exclaimed Uncle
Lucky.

“So am I,” said Uncle John Hare. “But, dear me! we’ve lost our
marbles!”

Just then who should come along but Sic’em, the farmer’s dog. Of
course in those days, when Uncle Lucky was a little boy and Uncle
John Hare only a week older, Sic’em was a young dog. Oh, my, yes!
And could run so fast that often his shadow was left a mile behind
him!

“Bow, wow, now I’ll catch you two little rabbits,” he barked,
when—wasn’t it a relief? the old gentleman rabbit woke up with a
start to find that he had been dreaming. But he didn’t see the Dream
Fairy as she flew out of the window. No, siree! Dear Uncle Lucky was
hardly wide awake enough for that!
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