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So in the afternoon Uncle Wiggily went to visit his friend at the store on Raccoon Island, and the two piggie boys stayed home to keep house. And, when they had washed the dishes, Curly said: "Now, Flop suppose we go looking for adventures. I'll go one way and you can go the other, and we'll see who can find an adventure first." "All right," said the other little piggie boy.
"I'm sure Uncle Wiggily would want you to have it," he said, and then he gave the Indian maiden a spoon and she began to eat jelly and was as happy as anything. "Oh, that is very good!" she exclaimed. "I hope some time I can do you piggie boys a favor for being so kind to me."
"I could tell it by your ears your wiggling ears," was the answer. "But please climb up and help me." "Rabbits can't climb trees," said Uncle Wiggily. "But I will tell you what I'll do. I'll gnaw the tree down with my sharp teeth, for they are sharp, even if I am a little old. Then, when it falls, I can reach the string, untie it, and you will be free."
"That is some poor animal caught in a trap, and he's afraid of being killed himself. I'm going to see who it is. Perhaps it is a friend of mine." "Oh, no! Don't you go!" begged the grasshopper. "For it may be the alligator with the skillery-scalery-railery tail." "Oh, preposterous!" cried Uncle Wiggily, who sometimes used big words when he was excited. "I'm not afraid.
See how my paw slips!" And indeed it did, sliding down the sloping tree almost as fast as you can eat a lollypop. Uncle Wiggily took off a lot of bark from the elm tree, making a long, sliding, slippery place. "Now, try that with your sled, Squeaky-Eeky," said the bunny uncle. And the little cousin mouse did. She put her sled on the slanting tree, sat down and Jillie gave her a little push.
"Then they'll drop Fido, and run away," said the old gentleman rabbit. "Let me see, how can I scare them? I know, I'll make believe I'm a tiger!" So what did that brave Uncle Wiggily do? but go to a mud hole, and with his crutch dipped into the mud, he made himself all striped over like a tiger that you see in a circus. Oh, he was a most ferocious sight when he finished decorating himself!
"Well, how do you find yourself this morning?" asked the berry bush of Uncle Wiggily as the old gentleman rabbit peeped out to see if the bad three-headed wushky-woshky had come back. "Are you all right?" "Oh, yes, thank you kindly," spoke the rabbit, "but I was just wondering how I could get out of here to go on and seek my fortune without being scratched all to pieces."
"That's Mother Goose calling Jack and Jill to get a pail of water." "Oh! is that all?" asked the rabbit gentleman, rubbing his pink eyes and making his nose twinkle like the sharp end of an ice cream cone. "Just Mother Goose calling Jack and Jill; eh? Well, I'll go out and see if I can find them for her." Uncle Wiggily was always that way, you know, wanting to help some one.
"No, Uncle Wiggily," answered the muskrat lady. "It is worse than that. I can't make the chocolate cake after all, I am sorry to say." "Oh, dear! That is too bad! Why not?" asked the bunny uncle, in a sad and sorrowful voice. "Because there is no chocolate," went on Nurse Jane.
My friends will soon arrive. I'll now put the kettle on, to boil for tea." Well, poor Uncle Wiggily didn't know what to do. He couldn't look in his valise to see if there was anything in it by which he might escape, for he had dropped the satchel outside when the owl grabbed him, and he only had his barber-pole crutch. "Oh, this is worse and worse!" thought the poor old rabbit.
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