7. Down came Uncle Wiggily, “ker-plunk!” on the far side of the mud puddle. He thought everything was going to be fine, and that now he could skate with Baby Bunty. But, all of a sudden, his legs began to spread apart, farther and farther. “Oh! Oh! Oh!!” he cried. Baby Bunty, who had skated around the puddle, came hurrying up. “Oh, what is the matter now?” asked Baby Bunty. It was dreadful!
8. “Wait a minute! I’ll help you, Uncle Wiggily!” called Baby Bunty. She began to push on one of the spread-apart legs of the bunny. “You pull on your other leg, Uncle Wiggily,” advised Baby Bunty. The rabbit tried, but it was no use. “Oh, if we only had some one to help!” he sighed. “I’ll help you!” offered a voice. “Who was that?” asked Baby Bunty. “Oh, the Alligator!” cried Uncle Wiggily.
9. All of a sudden, as soon as he knew the Alligator was there, Uncle Wiggily’s legs seemed to pull together. “I’m all right now, Bunty!” he cried. “Come on, I’ll skate as I haven’t skated since I was a boy rabbit!” And Mr. Longears did just that. He and Baby Bunty glided so fast that, run as he did, the Skillery Scallery Alligator could not get them. “Ha! Ha!” laughed the bunny, “who says I can’t skate!”
And if the gold fish doesn’t try to flip out of its bowl and go to sleep in the
canary bird’s cage, the next pictures and story
will tell how
THE FOX AND WOLF, BOTH BAD CHAPS THEY, TRIED
HARD UNCLE WIGGILY TO CATCH ONE DAY. BUT SNOW BALLS
AT THEM FLEW SO FAST, THEY BOTH DID RUN AWAY AT LAST.
