And in the next story in case the ash can doesn't roll off the roof and fall on the dog house to scare the puppy cake I'll tell you about Curly Tail and the little afraid girl.
STORY XXIV
CURLY AND THE AFRAID GIRL
One day, when Uncle Wiggily, the nice old gentleman rabbit, went down to the store on Raccoon Island, in Lake Hopatcong, kept by Pop Goes the Weasel, there was a letter there for Curly Tail and also one for Flop Ear.
"I wonder who can be writing to the piggie boys," said the rabbit gentleman. "I'll take the letters to them."
So he stopped to play just one game of Scotch checkers with Pop Goes the Weasel, only they didn't quit finish it because Mr. Pop's cat jumped on the middle of the board to catch a mosquito and scattered the checkers all over.
"Scat!" cried Pop Goes the Weasel. "Why did you do that?"
"Never mind," said Uncle Wiggily. "She didn't mean to."
And really the cat didn't mean to, and the mosquito got away after all, and Pop Goes the Weasel began picking up the checkers, but the rabbit gentleman said:
"I'm afraid I can't stay to finish the game. I must get back with the letters for Flop and Curly," calling them thus for short.