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Show I BEDTIME STORIES" H BY HOWARD R. GARIS j J N ; 1 kViGGILY Mi Till-, Bll m i l i:k mis HjlH Copyright. 1920, by MCClUro Ncwspa- ;l "Uncle Wlgglly! Oh, Uncle wig- HUfl !" called Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuz- zy . the muskrut housekeeper lady, one jSi day as she come from the kitchen of Bc"? the hollow stump bungalow, where BEjjgr She had been rattling the pots and Hi es. What is it. Nurse Jane?" BM i-Led lb..- bunny rabbit gentleman, BH twinkling his piiik nose on one side ot BBJ his face, and twirling his whiskers on BS' the Other Are the eggs playing tag BBJ around the table, or did the nut me:: BH prater scratch the lump of sugar ?" HB I Neither one," laughed Miss Fuzzy BT 1 Wuzsy. "But I have started to bake a1 BH 1 cak( nd 1 can not go on until I have HB t oino butter. I'm all out of butter, but HB 1 1 didn't know it whet 1 started to HB bake. So if you want a cake you'll i HB have to go to the two and three cent Hjk -.(.. ,md git lne :om li)tt.r." HB? "Ml go." often 1 Undo Wiggdy. who' Hjll was very fond ot cuke- So he put on' HBHj bis tall gllk hat and, taking h.a red, HB white and blue- striped barber pole HB,Xi rheumatism crutch, Hit he hupped over I HI the fields and through the woods. I HSfl L'ncle Wlgglly had not gone very far. HBS before he came to a place w here JJEB Toodle and Noodle, the beaver boys, y&nl whose last name was Plat Tail, had Ik made a mud slide. Toodk and Noodle HI' had splashed water ou a smooth, slip-j HMfljj perj hill of clay and down It they Hjtl were sliding, just as you slide down HB j hill on your sled. HB' I "Come on and have a slide. Uncle I H Wlgglly!" called Toodle. i 'It'i lots ol fun!" added Noodle. JK "Thank you. 1 belleVe 1 11 try a slip Hjl or two," spoke the bunny gentleman. I And. old and sedate as ho sometimes was. Uncle Wlgglly took off his tall ' silk hat, laid aside his crutch anil slid "lth the beaver boys. He got his tall j and hind legs a little muddy, but he didn't mind that, as he could wash In (he brook. And L'ncle Wlgglly was having such j fun that he stayed longer than he! meant to, and, before he knew it, the sun had almost gone down and It was 6 o'clock when the stores closed. I "Oh, dear nie! I forgot all about ' Nurse Jane's butter!' cried L'ncle Wig-1 v- glly. "What shall I do'.' She can't finish the cake now." Is it butter you want?" asked T...l t jBv 'Nurse Jane wants it," said the' immm bunny gentleman. "But I can t get it. flj now that the stores have closed. I'll fjTgj have to go to Mrs. Wlbble wobble's, or; frjUff lire LlttletoH's and borrow some." Hal! 'Maybe not," -spoke up Toodle HJ "Johnnie and Billle Bushytail. the Hjjt -"iiilrrel boys. iLs,s.-il here a little while joj ' . before you came. Uncle Wlgglly . and 1 B? heard them talking about a butter tree in the next field " fljjjj "Not exactly a butter tree," said J Noodle. "It was a butler nut tree But 'wK) I should think that would be almost1 JBj ! the same, l'ncle Wlgglly You can get' Bl some butter off that tree for Nurse Bkg Jane." )J ' Oh; perhaps I can!" cried the bun-' Bfi ny. "Where is It?" BK We'll show you." offered Ihe kind iH'; beaver boys, who had finished sliding down the mud hill. So they washed! RSI themselves off In the water, as l'ncle i InT Wlgglly did also, ami then they start-1 Kf ed olf over the fields to find the butter ; HB BH "There Noodle, after a HB while "It's i . c one the squirrel vi boys were talking about " ML Hum" This is funny butler." said Ul Uncle Wlgglly. as ho looked at thel HJ ; long, brown nuts scattered on the' HJJ ground. They were shaped like lem- II one. only smallei; and a dark brown' gfll 111 COlor. t ill Some writ :m rnitsMr. alrln HI but, when this was peeled off. under- ITU! " i ' li was a wrinkled shell. "Very i unnj butter, Indeed " said the bunns I ( ''Maybe the butter Is Pisjirle the. inuta,' suggested Toodle. "Maybe it is. I'll take Ihem home lo NursS Jam She will know," saiil I ;kI Wlgglly. He filled his tall Silk lut with the nuts and hopped home with them. "The sto.es were closed, laoie so 1 brought you this kind of butter," spoke the bunny as he reach-, ,ed the hollow stump bungalow. I " Butter! That isn't butler!" suid the muskrat lady "Tho3e are butternuts, to be sure, but the only reason they call them that is that they taste al little like butter, and they are greoS like butter Oh, Wlggy. I can never; mke a cake with those!" 'Maybe there is buttci Inside." said the bunny, hopeful Ilk 'I'll crack some and see. Ami if there isn't any butter in thest. nuts I'll go to the store again tomorrow, and I won't stop to slide With Toodle and Noodle!" "Oh, you funny bunny'" laughed N'urse Jane. Uncle Wlgglly, with one paw. held a( butternut on a flat stone and pounded ; with another rock "Ouch."' hi cried, as he hit his paw. and the nut clipped avay. sailing through the air And then, as the nut fell in the tall grass, a voice suddenly! cried: ' iucJv Wow' Oh. Zipple' Zing! Zang, Zoon! What :t whack on my nose. Oh, 111 be good! I'll not try to1 get any of your souse!" And lo and behold' out of the tali grass tan the I Plpslsewah. He bad been hiding there, waiting a chance to nab Uncle Wig-gily, Wig-gily, but when the butternut slipped and tlew away it hit the hiding bad chap on Ihe nose. "Well, something f,-ood came from these butternuts, any how." said Uncle Wlgglly, as he saw the Pip tunning away. "I'm glad I brought them home'.' Then Johnnie and Billy Bushytail. I the squirrels, came along and they gnawed open a lot of the nuts for; L'ncle Wlgglly. And the nuts were so like butter that Nurse Jane made al cake with them after all, and the siiuirrel boys each had a slice, and so did Mr Dongears. So this teai lies us that if a kitten plays with a spool of thread she will get il all tangled. And if the orange doesn't Jump out of its skin and try to I hide ill the lemon, to keep Ihe pineapple pine-apple from sliding down hill on the' cherrj Pie, I'll tell you next about Uncle Wlgglly ami the pud muddle. |