Pretty soon along the Lone Little Path came Peter Rabbit. Peter Rabbit looked at Danny Meadow Mouse. Then he pointed a finger at him and said: "Cry, Danny, cry! Mammy'll whip you by and by! Then we'll all come 'round to see How big a baby you can be. Cry, Danny, cry!" Danny Meadow Mouse began to snivel. He cried softly to himself as Peter Rabbit hopped off down the Lone Little Path. Soon along came Reddy Fox. He saw Danny Meadow Mouse sitting on his doorstep crying all by himself. Reddy Fox crept up behind a tall bunch of grass. Then suddenly he jumped out right in front of Danny Meadow Mouse. "Boo!" cried Reddy Fox. It frightened Danny Meadow Mouse. He jumped almost out of his skin, and ran into the house crying at the top of his voice. "Ha, ha, ha," laughed Reddy Fox "Danny, Danny, crying Dan Boo-hoo-hooed and off he ran!" Then Reddy Fox chased his tail all the way down the Lone Little Path onto the Green Meadows. By and by Danny Meadow Mouse came out again and sat on his doorstep. He had stopped crying, but he looked very unhappy and cross and sulky. Hopping and skipping down the Lone Little Path came Striped Chipmunk. "Come play with me," called Danny Meadow Mouse. Striped Chipmunk kept right on hopping and skipping down the Lone Little Path. "Don't want to," said Striped Chipmunk, sticking his tongue in his cheek. "Cry-baby Danny Never'll be a manny! Run to mamma, Danny, dear, And she will wipe away your tear!" Striped Chipmunk hopped and skipped out of sight, and Danny Meadow Mouse began to cry again because Striped Chipmunk would not play with him. It was true, dreadfully true! Danny Meadow Mouse _was_ a cry-baby and no one wanted to play with him. If he stubbed his toe he cried. If Striped Chipmunk beat him in a race he cried. If the Merry Little Breezes pulled his whiskers just in fun he cried. It had come to such a pass that all the little meadow people delighted to tease him just to make him cry. Nowhere on all the Green Meadows was there such a cry-baby as Danny Meadow Mouse. So Danny sat on his doorstep and cried because no one would play with him and he was lonely. The more he thought how lonely he was, the more he cried. Presently along came old Mr. Toad. Now Mr. Toad looks very grumpy and out of sorts, but that is because you do not know old Mr. Toad. When he reached the house of Danny Meadow Mouse he stopped right in front of Danny. He put his right hand behind his right ear and listened. Then he put his left hand behind his left ear and listened some more. Finally he put both hands on his hips and began to laugh. Now Mr. Toad's mouth is very big indeed, and when he opens it to laugh he opens it very wide indeed. "Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Mr. Toad. Danny Meadow Mouse cried harder than ever, and the harder he cried the harder old Mr. Toad laughed. By and by Danny Meadow Mouse stopped crying long enough to say to Mr. Toad: