Uncle Wiggily on The Flying Rug; Or, The Great Adventure on a Windy March Day

Uncle Wiggly on the Flying Rug
Or THE GREAT ADVENTURE ON A WINDY MARCH DAY and HOW MR. LONGEARS SHOWED THE PIGGY BOYS HOW TO BEHAVE IN SCHOOL also NURSE JANE’S PUDDING IS DELIVERED TO MR. BOW WOW
TEXT BY HOWARD R. GARIS Author of THREE LITTLE TRIPPERTROTS and BED TIME STORIES PICTURED BY LANG CAMPBELL NEWARK, N. J. CHARLES E. GRAHAM & CO. NEW YORK
IF YOU LIKE THIS FUNNY LITTLE PICTURE BOOK ABOUT THE BUNNY RABBIT GENTLEMAN YOU MAY BE GLAD TO KNOW THERE ARE OTHERS.
So if the spoon holder doesn’t go down cellar and take the coal shovel away from the gas stove, you may read
Every book has three stories, including the title story.
Made in U. S. A. Copyright 1919 McClure Newspaper Syndicate. Trade mark registered. Copyright 1920, 1922, 1924 Charles E. Graham & Co., Newark, N. J., and New York.
1. One day in March, Nurse Jane bought a new rug, and Uncle Wiggily helped her take it home to the hollow stump bungalow. “If you hadn’t helped me I never could have carried it,” said the muskrat lady housekeeper. “My! how hard the wind blows!” Uncle Wiggily could feel it on his pink, twinkling nose. “The wind is getting worse!” he shouted. “Hold the rug, Nurse Jane! My hat is blowing off my head!”
2. Uncle Wiggily let go his end of the rug and reached up to grasp his hat as it blew off his head. But the wind was so strong that it filled the tall hat like a balloon, and lifted the bunny rabbit off his feet. “Uncle Wiggily! Help me!” cried Nurse Jane, as she felt the March wind beginning to raise the rug and her with it. But the bunny rabbit gentleman was having troubles of his own. Just look!
3. Uncle Wiggily heard Nurse Jane’s cries and knowing that if he wished to save his housekeeper he would have to let go his hat, he did. Away it sailed, and then up in the air went the rug, taking the muskrat lady with it. “Come along, Uncle Wiggily!” shouted Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy, “I don’t want to go adventuring alone!” The bunny hopped along until he grasped one corner of the rug. “Pull me up!” he begged.