ADVENTURES OF
UNCLE WIGGILY AND NURSE JANE
Once upon a time Uncle Wiggily said to his muskrat lady housekeeper: “Nurse Jane, we are going to the woods.” “What shall we do in the woods?” asked Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy, twisting her tail around under her dress. “We shall visit the Squiggle Bugs, perhaps,” laughed Uncle Wiggily, twinkling his pink nose. “And we may have an adventure.” “You never know what will happen when you go to the woods,” said Nurse Jane. “And, as you might get into danger if you went alone, I will go with you.” The bunny rabbit and Nurse Jane hopped to the forest. Suddenly Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy pulled Uncle Wiggily’s coat tails and whispered: “See! There is a flat stump table, and on it are good things to eat!” “Oh, yes!” cried Mr. Longears. “And, as no one is there, we may as well sit down and eat the picnic lunch.” “What a large pitcher of lemonade!” said Nurse Jane. “Whose is it, Uncle Wiggily?” “Maybe it belongs to a giant,” answered the bunny. “Oh, dear!” cried Nurse Jane. “Don’t be afraid,” said the rabbit. Nurse Jane felt relieved.
Now, the stump table had been set in the woods by a Mother Bear and her two little cubs. Soon the three bears, who had gone looking for honey, came back. “Oh, Mother!” growled Little Cub Goopy, “someone is at our table!” “They are eating all our good things!” whined Little Cub Snoopy. Mother Bear grumbled: “My goodness!” “Let me crawl out on a branch over their heads, Mother,” whispered Goopy. “I’ll drop acorns on that muskrat lady and bunny uncle to scare them.” Mother Bear helped Goopy climb the tree while Snoopy held her tail. A branch of the tree waved over the stump table. Goopy climbed up softly. Neither Uncle Wiggily nor Nurse Jane heard him. “This is a fine picnic,” laughed the bunny, eating a cake. Just then Goopy, out on the end of the branch, slipped and tumbled into the big pitcher of lemonade, splashing it all over Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane. Uncle Wiggily hopped home to his bungalow.
UNCLE WIGGILY HOPPED HOME TO HIS BUNGALOW.
“Where are you going?” squeaked Nurse Jane. Uncle Wiggily answered: “I am going to get a piece of sticky fly paper to catch any more bears that may drop down.” With the sticky paper, Mr. Longears hopped back to the woods. He put the sticky paper on the stump table. Little Cub Goopy, who had scrambled out of the lemonade, ran back to Mother Bear. “Now I will climb the tree and scare away Uncle Wiggily,” Little Cub Snoopy whispered. So he climbed out on the branch. But his paws slipped and down he fell on the sticky fly paper. “Bless my pink, twinkling nose!” cried Uncle Wiggily as he danced with the big lemonade pitcher. “Guff! Guff!” whined Snoopy. The rabbit pulled the little cub off the sticky paper and said: “I am going to tickle you to make you a better bear.” The bunny softly patted little Cub Snoopy. Then Uncle Wiggily balanced his rheumatism crutch on the end of his nose.