“Jimmie,” said the bunny uncle, “will you fly off, find the blackbird, and ask him to give back the garden maid’s nose so she can smell perfume?”
“I will,” said Jimmie Caw-Caw, very politely. “I certainly will!”
Away he flew, and, after a while, in the deep, dark part of the woods he found the blackbird, sitting on a tree.
“Please give me back the garden maid’s nose,” said Jimmie, politely.
“Certainly,” answered the blackbird, also politely. “I only took it off in fun. Here it is back. I’m sorry I bothered the garden maid, but I had to, as it’s that way in the Mother Goose book.”
Off to Uncle Wiggily flew Jimmie, the crow boy, with the young lady’s nose, and soon Dr. Possum had fastened it back on the garden maid’s face as good as ever.
“Now you can smell the perfume,” said Uncle Wiggily, and when he held up the bottle the maid said:
“Oh, what a lovely smell!”
So the bunny uncle left a little perfume in a bottle for the garden maid, and then she went on hanging up the clothes, and she felt very happy because she had a nose. So you see how kind Uncle Wiggily and Jimmie were, and Nurse Jane, too, liked the perfume very much.
So if the little girl’s roller-skates don’t run over the pussy’s tail and ruffle it all up so she can’t go to the moving picture party, I’ll tell you next of Uncle Wiggily and the King.