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160 strutting about, to whom she applied for help in her distress.

"Oh! I won't go there, for I am frightened of the beast!"

The poor little rabbit, in despair of getting any one to go with her and get rid of the goat that had taken possession of her little house, went away very sad indeed, believing she could never get back to her home, when suddenly she came across a busy little ant, who asked her very kindly: "What ails you, little rabbit, that you look so sad?"

When the good little ant heard her sad tale, she said: "I'll go with you and see what we can do in the matter."