He watched how George put
first one foot on a branch and then the other foot, at the same time
pulling himself up by his hands. Bunny did very well until his foot
slipped and went down in a hole in the tree, where the wood had rotted
away, leaving a hollow place.
Down into this hollow, that might some day be a squirrel's nest, went
Bunny's foot and leg. Then he cried out:
"Oh, I'm caught! I'm caught! My foot is fast, and I can't pull it
loose!"
And that was what had happened. Bunny's foot had gone so deep down in
the hollow place of the tree, and the hollow was so small, that the
little boy's foot had become wedged fast. Pull as he did, he could not
get it up. "Wait--I'll help you!" called George.
He scrambled from his tree, and ran over to where Bunny was caught.
Bunny could not get down, but had to stand with one foot on a branch,
and the other in the hole, holding on to the trunk, or body, of the tree
with both hands.
"Oh!" exclaimed Charlie, "s'posin' he can't ever get loose!"
"We could chop the tree down," said Harry.
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