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"Yes, Longears." "He's not used to logs," said Verty, smiling, and shaking his head; "he generally jumps the streams, like Cloud." "Oh! you need'nt be afraid," here interrupted Redbud, smiling, and passing before Fanny quickly; "we can get over easily enough." The explanation of which movement was, that Miss Redbud saw the lurking mischief in Mr.
"I think it would be much better if you could come into the water and show us," said Susie. "Yes, of course it would," admitted Uncle Wiggily Longears. "Of course it would, my dear, only you see ouch! Oh, me! Oh, my!" and poor Uncle Wiggily Longears wrinkled his nose and made it twinkle like a star on a frosty night, and he wiggled his ears to and fro.
"You saved my life by not letting the bear scratch off all my bark." "I am glad I did," spoke the rabbit, making a polite bow with his tall silk hat, for Mr. Longears was polite, even to a tree. "The bear would not stop scratching my bark when I asked him to," went on the beech tree, "so I am glad you came along, and scared him. You did me a great favor and I will do you one if I ever can."
“Oh, I guess you’d better let them go,” spoke up Grandpa Croaker in his deepest, rumbling voice. “I—I think I can spare the time to look after them. I don’t really want to go, you know, as I was going to play a game of checkers with Uncle Wiggily Longears, but I guess I can take the boys to the circus. Ahem!” “Oh, goody!” cried Bawly, jumping up and down.
And, what do you think! It rained that very night. It rained so hard that the pond rose higher and higher, until the water began to run in the hole Sammie had dug. It awakened the Littletail family in the middle of the night, and when Uncle Wiggily Longears saw the water creeping nearer and nearer to him, and felt the rheumatism worse than ever, he cried out: "A flood! A flood!
But not for long, for in a little while along hopped Uncle Wiggily Longears, with his crutch. It didn't take him any time, with the aid of the June bug, and Buddy and Brighteyes, to pry that turnip up out of the hole. "Now I'll show you how to get the turnip home," said Uncle Wiggily. "You need some way to steer it, so it won't run away from you and get into a hole again."
Verty nodded indifferently, and taking up his rifle, went out, followed by Longears. Verty mounted Cloud again, and set forward toward Apple Orchard. That place very soon rose upon his sight, and riding up to the house Verty encountered the good-humored Squire, who was just coming in from the fields. "Good morning, Squire," said the boy, smiling, "may I go and see Redbud, if you please?"
So he started from the burrow, leaning heavily on a crutch Nurse Jane Fuzzy-Wuzzy had gnawed from a cornstalk. "Be careful of the cat," cautioned Susie. "Oh, no cat can catch me, even if I have the rheumatism very bad," said her uncle, and he limped away. While he was gone, Nurse Jane Fuzzy-Wuzzy promised to keep a sharp lookout for that cat. Uncle Wiggily Longears was gone for some time.
"I certainly am the fairy prince, and to prove it I will do something wonderful. Come to the woods to-morrow, Uncle Wiggily Longears, and see!" "What will I see?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "You will see a red fairy," answered the boy who used to be mud turtle, "and the red fairy will do something wonderful for you." "Oh!" cried Uncle Wiggily, "I don't believe in fairies!"
Once upon a time, when Johnnie Bushytail was going along the road to school, he met a fox oh, just listen to me, would you! This story isn't about the squirrel boy at all. It's about Uncle Wiggily Longears to be sure, and the yellow bird, so I must begin all over again. The day after the old gentleman rabbit had helped Mrs.
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