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Show ara m pa ring along to show the new bird whiri to find aoorns. "I'll get my wife." hooted the Tlgeon "Sha la very fond of acorns, alao." And a little later I'ncU Wigglly and tHa aqulrral boys watched the two pigeon a pick tag up acorns from the grcind, ewalluwttig tha shiny brown nuta aa fust as they could take them In thair beak a. "lKn't you chew them?" asked Vncle WlcrgUy, as he saw the birds swallow arorn after acorn, without snaking single bite. "Our bills ar too soft to allow us to chew the hard shells of the acorns," aald the gentleman i'tgeon. "Hut we can swallow them whole and they give us no trouhla. Though you mustn't do that." and he looked at Johnthi and unite. r "Oh, w always crack and chew the nuts we eat!" chattered the squirrel boys. The Rand Tailed Pigeons were kept busy picking up arorn a, and they ate ao many that soon they wer quite filled up. and this was not Impolite or gredy for them, for It waa Intended that they should eat In this way. "There are lots of acorns left on the ground." said Mrs. i'lgeon, when ahe could eat no mora. "Tea, and we shall be hungry ror them tomorrow," cooed her husband. "I wish we could take soma iu our nest." "I'll fix It so you may do that." epoke ITncle Wiggtly. "Coma on, Joftn-nla Joftn-nla and Blllle; we'll make a box of hlrrh bark ao the birde can cajry some acorns away with thera." This was soon done, and Just ah the Band Tailed Pigeons were about to fly away with the birch box of acorns carried between them, all of - a sudden tha bob Cat sprang out of the buahes and tried to nibble Uncle Wlggily's earn. "Hut, we'll soon make you go .away!" cried the squirrel boys, "Come on. Uncle Wlgglly: help us throw acorns at tha Bob Cat!" "And we'll help, also!" cooed the Pigeons. Pig-eons. Kuon they ware all throwing tha hard aroma at -the bad Bob Cat. The nuta hit him on th end of his soft and tender noa so that he howled and ran away crying: . "Oh. in be good rii h gwodt i won t nibble Unci Wlggily's ears!" And be didn't do any nibbling at i least, not that day. Tha Pigeons had all the acorns they wiahed to eat and evervone waa happy except, perhaps, tha Bob Cat, nnd he dofan't deaerve to be. And if the win-1 dow curtain doesn't, roll out on thai porch roof to took at the oat Playing i nop aeotch with the policeman, I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggtly and the i girl bird. . ' a t I TO ed-Time & :: Stories UNCLI VVIOOItV AND THa" ACORN BIRO. Copyright. MM, by MoClur New paper Syndicate. (Dy Heward R. Oarla) One upon a time, when Unci Wiggily waa hopping tluough tha woods, not far from hla boltow atump bungalow hi hearj a no!. som.tmng , Uks this: "Wbno-wl.oo-whoot! Hoot! Ootl Oot!M "Oh, ho An owl!" thought t'ncls Wlgglly Wlg-glly to hlmaalf. "1 wondar la thla la the wu. owl bird, or the owl who Mught little l ey Wldawake how to go to sleep?- Unci. Wlgglly loo'aed up Into th tre, hut saw no owl, though th. not. souoUed uffaln: "Whoai Whoo! Hto.V 'I any, Mr. Owl! t,Yner. ere y,nV cried I'ncle Wlgglly fur j it wa. his friend th. Wise Ittrd tae bunny wlslwd to ... him. A vnice snswered, Mylnv: "I am not an owl. though at certain tlmea I hoot Ilk. on.." "Who sr. )W then what sort of a bird?" asked l'nt-1 Wlgglly, for h kn.w th. vole to b thai of a feathered creature. "I am the Rand Tailed Pigeon." was tha answer. And you wtu pleas, ten m. wlter. 1 can find som acorna?" "Ar. you alao raltad th. Arorn BlrdT" a.ked the bunny, who waa trying try-ing to learn aa much aa he could about the bird.. "Well,' you may call me that If you wish," .aid the bird, "though Hand Tailed I'tgeon I. my more . common name." - ' "lm you carry around on your tall a band to play muelc?" asked the bunny. In a somewhat joking way, as be twinkled his pink no... "No," answered th. Acorn Bird, -th. only band 1 hav. on my tstl Is a band of feath.ra. That Is how 1 get my nams," and ths bird, which wsssof soft gray color, with a plnklah head and nek, on ths back of whim were sums ollvs greeu feathers, flew cloaer to the bunny. "Oh, now I e th hand!" axclalmed Tnrle Wtrgllv, aa ha noticed the broad atrip of lighter feathera on, the blrd'a tall. "Well I wlah I saw om acorna," alghed In. pigeon.- "Thst ts th. food I moat .njoy. but sine I c-am. her. from th. oak grovM of California 1 can't seem to find sny acorns." "I know wh.rs there ar plenty, aajd Vncl. Wlgglly. "And as you ar. a stranger in my wood. 1 will call Johnnl. and Bllll. Hu.hy Tan. th. qulrrel boys, to show you wh.r th. acorns may ba found." "You sr. vary kind,- oooed th. Band Tailed I'lgeon bltd. o I net. Wlgglly hopped nrf through the woorio to c.ll LI elUahytaU am .i aoM aejtte |