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"That's what they do at surprise parties," went on Susie, who had heard Uncle Wiggily Longears tell of one he once attended. It was given by a chipmunk. "Yes, but this isn't a surprise party," said Mrs. Lightfoot. "I don't know what to do." "We can pretend it's a surprise party," went on Susie. "I know I was very much surprised when you asked me to come to it."
Longears had now regaled himself with a comfortable dinner, the last bone of which he had licked and having thus, like a regular and respectable citizen, taken care of the material, was busily engaged again in the intellectual pursuit of his enemies, the squirrels, butterflies and bees, at which he barked and dashed at times with great vigor and enthusiasm.
Who was Iliad, and what was Homer?" Mr. Roundjacket flourished his ruler, despairingly. "You'll never write a poem, and you'll never be in love!" he said, with solemn emphasis. "Oh, you are wrong!" said Verty, laying his violin on the desk, and caressing Longears. "I think I'm in love now, Mr. Roundjacket!" "What?" "I'm in love." "With whom?" "Redbud," said Verty.
"Will you go to the store for me, Uncle Wiggily?" asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper, of the rabbit gentleman one day, as he sat out on the porch of his hollow stump bungalow in the woods. "Indeed I will, Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy," said Mr. Longears, most politely. "What is it you want?" "A loaf of bread and a pound of sugar," she answered, and Uncle Wiggily started off.
"Rat-a-tat!" came a knock on the door of the hollow stump bungalow, where Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, lived in the woods with Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, his muskrat lady housekeeper. "My! Some one is calling early to-day!" said the bunny uncle. "Sit still and eat your breakfast," spoke Nurse Jane. "I'll see who it is."
Wren is a very nice creature indeed," said Mamma Littletail. "Indeed she is," agreed Papa Littletail, as he started off to work in the carrot store, where he was employed as a bookkeeper. "It is a nice day," said Uncle Wiggily Longears, after a while. "I think I will go for a walk. It may do my rheumatism good."
"I'll have roast pork and apple sauce tonight all right!" and he was just going to grab Curly and the apple and bag of meal, when out from the bushes jumped Uncle Wiggily Longears, the old gentleman rabbit. "Here!" he cried to the fox.
"Heigh-ho!" cried Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice rabbit gentleman, one morning, as he hopped from bed and went to the window of his hollow-stump bungalow to look out. "Heigh-ho! It will soon be Spring, I hope, for I am tired of Winter." Then he went down-stairs, where Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper, had his breakfast ready on the table.
"Good-by, Uncle Wiggily!" called Sammie and Susie. "We hope you have a nice adventure," "Good-by. Thank you, I hope I do," he answered. Then the rabbit gentleman walked on, while Sammie and Susie hurried to school, and pretty soon Mr. Longears heard a queer grunting noise behind some bushes near him. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" came the sound. "Hello! Who is there?" asked Uncle Wiggily.
And if the umbrella doesn't turn inside out so the handle tickles its ribs and makes it laugh in school, I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggily and the high tree. Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice rabbit gentleman, stood in front of the looking glass trying on a new tall silk hat he had just bought ready for Easter Sunday, which would happen in about a week or two.
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