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Updated: June 6, 2025
In half an hour he had the papers pasted smoothly over the sticks, a wiggly tail of crumpled papers from the waste-basket tied on, and yards and yards of string wound on a piece of wood. Sunny Boy was ready to sail his kite. Araminta gave him a cookie and advised him to go down by the brook. "There's more breeze there," she said. "But for mercy's sake don't fall in again.
For the Saturday edition of the Evening Advocate he wrote editorials on "The Manly Man's Religion" and "The Dollars and Sense Value of Christianity," which were printed in bold type surrounded by a wiggly border. He often said that he was "proud to be known as primarily a business man" and that he certainly was not going to "permit the old Satan to monopolize all the pep and punch."
Interminable lines of truck-mounted guns rattle along, each great gun festively named, as for instance, "The Siren," or "Baby" or "The Peach" or "The Cooing Dove." Curious snaky looking objects all covered with wiggly camouflage some artist's pride are these guns, and back of them or in front of them and around them, clank huge empty ammunition wagons going out, or heavy ones coming in.
"I think you'd better explain, Betty." "Do you know Gene Zucker?" "Never heard of him." "He's a worm. A fat, wiggly, soft worm from Boston. But he's got an idea." "And that is?" "I'll tell you in a moment." She leaned forward fixing him with the honest clarity of her eyes.
"And then the little birds," continued Mary Louise quickly, trying to keep the tears from her own sweet eyes, "they will look over the edge of the nest and see their mother hopping around on the soft green grass, and maybe they will see her catch a nice fat wiggly worm and, wonder of wonders! and horror of horrors! instead of flying back to the nest to give it to one of her babies she will gobble it up her own self.
Now when the Tortoise came to the school it was high noon, and all the children were waiting open-mouthed for their mammas and the lunches which they expected. Such rows and rows of wide hungry mouths! Madame Tortoise moved slowly up and down and round and round, eyeing the various children who begged for the nice wiggly worms.
And when you have finished that, here is another, some nice, fat, wiggly worms which mother collected on the way, a prize for the handsomest children in the school." So the little Turtlets fared wonderfully well that day; but the poor little Partridges went hungry, and had dreadful headaches, and went home peeping sadly to their silly mother. And Mrs.
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