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Show BEDTIME STORIES BY HOWARD R. GARIS I'N'CLK WIGGILY AND BUCKIE PUR. Copyright, lNi'O. by MeCIire'j Nowspa-per Nowspa-per Sj ndlcate. By Howard R- Garls. I'ncle W'igslv LonsearSi the nice bunny r&bpli ysntiem&n, was watching wom of ttik animal Children come out of hc hollow stUmp school one lny when ht noticed that Beokie Stubtall, the girl hear, was walking all hv herself her-self lear nie!" s.ihl Tncle Wiggly, l hope Heckle itn't loo proud to walk with Lulu and Alice W'lhhlewobl'le the ducks, or Susie Llttletail. or Bqueakle-Lekle. Bqueakle-Lekle. the cousin mouse, or the other animal girij. And I hope." went on the bunny, uncle, "that the othor animal Kirls n;: -n't been calling Beckle names, or making fun of her so she doesn't feel bappy with them. Someihlnp must hae happened or Beckle would never be by herself this way." Mr Loll gears watched a little longer long-er but still he did not see Reekie playing play-ing With the other animal children. "I'm sroing to see what's the matter. mat-ter. If I can't help, perhaps Nurse Jane . an." said I'ncle Wlgglly. He hopped over the field toward Heckle hut as soon as ihe little girl hcii r saw him oomins. she called h I'ncle Wlgglly! You 11 take me won't you?" You'll take me, I know you will!" "Why, what a the matter"" asked the bunny gentleman, for he saw that Beokje was all excited. "Are you afraid to go hofne alone because you had a little fuss with the other chlld-i chlld-i n 1 "Oh. no. nothlns like that " lauphed Heckle. "I Just want you to take me hippltv hop to the liarber shop. Uncle WigKli " "Goodnebs me. sakes alive and some soft soap suds!" cried the bunny gentleman. gen-tleman. "Take you to the barber shop' W hat for, Beckle ' You don't need a shave " No but I do need a hair cut, or, perhaps I should say a fur cut!' interrupted inter-rupted Bcckie. begging I'ncle W iggly's pardon for so dolnK I want a lot of my long fur tut off" went on the little lit-tle babr girl 'It's so long and hot, even if it is fall 1 want to be clipped close, the way my brother Neddie has his head shaved in summer." "Nonesense"' cried Uncle Wlgglly. "Oh, but I do. really." went on Beckle. Beck-le. "1 want to lc taken hlpplty hop to the barber shop to have my fur trimmed I don't look a bit stylish this way." Humph' Style!' sniffed Uncle 'ig-glly. 'ig-glly. "You'll be very glad of that fine warm fur coat you have this Winter, Beckle." "Yes, hut It Isn't winter now," grumbled grum-bled Reekie, as politely es she eou'd, "And by the tme cold weather Is here I II prow out some more fur Please take rue to the barber's, and have me clipped Uncle wigsiiy." b'-gped i:ecUi The rabbit pentleman Thook -he.l nd then, all of a sudden, he .bought of something funny, foi- he smiled and his pink nos.- twinkled like the red light on top of a Christmas tree. "Oh( you'll take me! 1 know you'll take me!" said Beckle, dapping her pa ws. "Yes. 1 suppose 1 will," said I'ncle Wlgglly. But something may happen before we get to the barber shop," ho whispered to himself. Off he started, over the fields and through the woods and. all of a sud-den, sud-den, i- they were going through l!io wood, near a hollow tree Uncle U iqg.iy began flapping his hat around his head and ears, anil he cried. I ' Bun. Reekie, run." What for'" asked the little Stui-tail Stui-tail girl. "Bees!" answered Uncle Wiggily. , That s . lee tree, full of honey over there, and the i.eCs must think we vvant to take some, though we don't and they're chasing us. Bun. Beckle, Kim'" Heckle did not stop to as!; any more questions A.Way she ran as fast as she rould run. for she knew what It meant to he stung by a bee on the end of her soft and tender nose. And Beck-it Beck-it ran so fast lhata he was soon ahead oi' UnoJe N iggily. who was still flapping flap-ping his hat around his ears 'Walt for me, Beckie!1 Walt for me! Maybe you can help drive away the bees!' veiled the bunny. Then Beckle felt a little ashamed of herself, and she waited for the bunny to catc h up to her. Then as the bees still bussed about Beckle said; I know what I'll do. I'ncle Wlgglly, I'll curl myself right ground you. .md hide you and my nose, and my fur Is so thick and heavv that no bee can sting through it.' Ha, I'm glad of that " said Uncle Wiggily. So Beckle stretched outc on the ground, and curled herself around her nose and I'ncle Wlgglly. and when the bees buzzed up they couldn't find a single plasce to stlnp through, as Beckie'S fur was so thick. But, then, all of a sudden the bees begin to laugh. "We didn't chase you to sting you." said the Queen Bee, "We only flew after af-ter you. I'ncle Wlgglly. to tell you t bayou ba-you could have all the honey you wanted, want-ed, and so can Beckle. We are tame bees, and we wouldn't sting vou Cbr , anything " ' "Oh I'm glad of thai'" said the bunny "Anvhow, If you had heen wild you couldn't have atung us." "No ' buized the Queen Bee v couldn't stJhg through Beckle'i thick fur No bees Could." The little girl bear looked at the bunny "I I guess I don't want to go to the barber's," said Beckle. and the bunny's pink nose twinkled like a -strawberry long cake as he laughed And If the bread knife doesn t hide in the cake box when the carving fork wants it to go to the moving pictures I II tell you next about I'ncle Wlggllv's white hat. |