"I'll
get the clothes line for a lasso, and I'll pretend to be a Wild West
cowboy. Then I can lasso the rooster and make an ostrich of him."
"Oh, fine!" cried Sue, clapping her hands. The rooster, who did not in
the least guess what was going to happen to him, flapped his wings and
crowed loudly.
CHAPTER XI
PRACTICE FOR THE CIRCUS
Bunny Brown took a piece of clothes line that hung down from one of the
posts. He was sure his grandma or his mother would not want this end, so
he could take it.
"Anyhow, it isn't wash-day," said Bunny to Sue, "and as soon as I lasso
the rooster I can put the line back again. I can tie on what I cut off."
Bunny had an old knife Bunker Blue had given him. It was a knife Bunker
had used to open clams and oysters, and was not very sharp. That was the
reason Bunker gave it to Bunny. Bunker did not want the little boy to
cut himself. With this old knife Bunny cut off a bit of clothes line. He
had to saw and saw back and forth with the dull blade of the knife
before he could cut the line.
But at last he had a long piece of rope.
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