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Show It- BEDTIME STORIES I By HOWARD R. GARIS , 1 1 , I I I Wli.i.lM Ml Mi- PAJi Copyright. ty McCiuro News- p i per s adtosuta, Bj Howard R. Oarls) I Suddenly one day. an Uncle Wigglly land Nurse Jane were silting a little , I Iter than usual at the breakfast tabU-there tabU-there sounded a hlaatng nolee In the 1 kitchen of tho hollow stump bunglow. ' t h. ni :'' Oil', my!" t ried Nurse j I Jane, Jumping up m auch a hurry tha,t iiu ii- iriy frightenod the sugar spoon j Into jumping over tho milk pitcher. "1 i thought that would happen:" "What Is It?" asked Uncle WicgHy hastening out to tho kitchen after his mUekrat lady housekeeper. He saw ii tlii- t in a pan that woe sizzling d a cloud of xieam. "What has happened Nurse Janev ' This pan has a holo !n it." an-'.r.,i an-'.r.,i i -s i7. Wuzxy. I was afraid il had but I wasn't 9iire. I put ! feome water in It and set it on the -i nve. Tin water leaked out of the hole and made the hissing sound of steam; I must send for the plumber to mend thu bole in this aaucepan." Uh. no, you don't neod to do that," spoke i nclw Wigglly, calm and cvmfl-dent cvmfl-dent like. I 'lo you mean you will go to the istore and buy me a new Dan'.'" asks I Nurse Jane. "That would ! n bit V tsteful, as all this pan needs is to Ii ivs the bole mended And that's Just what I 11 do, said tho bunny gentleman, with a smile th 't made his whiskers tickle his pink nose. "I know how to mood holes) in u pun All t need In some soil lead, or solder, and a. piece of hoi iron to melt the lead utiil let it run into the hole. I watched a tin tinker mend pan one day, and I know bow." "1 know' you aro pretty smart," said Nurse .lane with a laugh, "but I never knew that you could mend pan. However, you may try. I'll empty this one for you. Bui what will you do for dotm? lead V ' "I have some from an old fishing line sinker that I don't need any more." answered Mr. I. ungears. "And what will you do for tho hot iron with which to melt tho lead?" Nurse jane wanted next to know. ' I'll lake the poker ana neat it in the fire." .'.ad the bunny, "oh, you'll soon see mil mending that pan. ' Undo Wlggily found the piece of soft lead which ho had once used on 8 fish line, though he never caught any fish. The lead Waa so soft that if a hot pokir was held on it the lead would melt and run Into a hole, as our Ice cream melts on a hot day and runa down into the hole of the cone. As the day was warm, on account of spring having arrived. Undo Wigglly took the pan with the hole in it outside out-side on a bench near the back door He tool; the bit of lend with him and told Nurse Jane to put the poker In' the fire to heat. While the poker Is healing IHl . dean tho dirt uway from around the hole." said the bunny. 'Thai will make the lead stick bettor." While the bunny was doing this, off over the bill back of tho bungalow th bad old Hub Cat was sneaking abng. feeling very hungry. The Bob Cat hid behind a bush and looked from the top of the hill down i into Uncle W lgglly s yard. "Thore are tomo ears for mo to nibble," nib-ble," Thought the Bob Cat, taking a lung i.reath through hla nose, which was quite large, with two hole In lv Jus: as Uncle Wlggily had the pan ready to mend, and was calling to Nurse Jane to bring him out the hot poker, tho Bob Cat came sneaking along, making no noise at all on his feet, which were like your puss V ' There, now. 1 11 tlx thl pan.': said Uncle Wigglly. takliiK the handle end of the hot poker, which Nurse Jane passed to him out of ihe kltchsp window. win-dow. "Yes. and I'll fix you. " howled the Bob Cat. You can't get away from me as you did from the Fyc by pre-tendinc pre-tendinc thai you have the spring 1 retchask" 'Not" said Uncle Wigglly. thoughtful thought-ful like and meditating, as he held the hot poker In ono paw and tho pan in th? other. "No, .1 don't suppose 1 can get away from you. Mr. Bob Cat. Hut U" 1 could make you go away from me rd be just as happy' I "But I don't go," howled tbe bad I hup. "And you can't make me. What ! are you going to do there before I nibble your ears?" "I was going to mend a hoi" in this pan." said the bunny, "but 1 gues- I'll mend a hob in you instead." '1 have no hole.- in me, said the Bob Cat. "Yes, you have two holes In your nose, " laughed the rabbit. "Here how docs this feel? " and suddenly he I held the hot poker on the Bob Cat's I nose. "Oh. wowl Oh, WOWl" howled the Bob Cat. as he ran away to find some lice water for bis burned nose. "It i doesn't feel good at nil." And 1 don': i suppose it did. Anyhow the bunny 1 made tho Bob Cat run away and then 'the rabbit uncle mended the hole in I Nurse Jane's pan. So everything came out all right. And if the pussy doesn't scratch the match so hard that It burns a hole In the doughnut for the pickle fork to jump through, I'll tell you next about . Undo Wlggily and Woodlo'a nibbles. |