The fox ran back to the woods where the other bad animals were waiting. “Did you get some souse?” they asked. “No!” barked the Fox. “Uncle Wiggily is too smart for one of us at a time. We must all rush at him together.” So the bad animals tried this. But just then Uncle Wiggily began washing the stoop with the hose. And when he saw the six bad animals he turned the hose on them, and the water got in their eyes and noses and mouths and drove them away. So Uncle Wiggily’s souse was saved.
And if the strawberry shortcake grows long enough to reach over and
tickle the nose of the teapot, the next pictures and story will tell
how
UNCLE WIGGILY WENT OUT IN AN APRIL
SHOWER. BULLY AND BAWLY, THE FROG BOYS,
THOUGHT THEY’D PLAY A TRICK ON HIM. BUT DID THEY?
One day, early in April, when showers happen every little while, Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice bunny rabbit gentleman, went to call on Mrs. No-Tail, the frog lady, who was the mother of Bully and Bawly, the two froggie boys, but he had his umbrella, and his new spring suit did not get wet. It was pouring hard when the bunny reached Mrs. No-Tail’s house, and Bully and Bawly, who, of course, did not mind getting wet, saw Mr. Longears. “Let’s play a joke on him!” croaked Bully. “Let’s play a nice joke on Uncle Wiggily!”
“What kind of a joke shall we play on Uncle Wiggily?” asked Bawly, of his frog brother, as the rabbit gentleman put down his umbrella and went in the house. “Oh, we’ll just cut a lot of holes in his umbrella, and then furl it up,” croaked Bully. “Then when he goes home from here, and opens his umbrella in a shower, which is sure to come, he’ll get all wet! Won’t that be funny?” Then he and his brother took the bread knife and, going out in the hall where their mother and Uncle Wiggily could not see them, they cut the umbrella.
After a nice visit with Mrs. No-Tail, and having had a cup of tea, Uncle Wiggily said: “I have not had an adventure yet today.” Then he went out in the hall and picked up an umbrella. Bully and Bawly could hardly keep from laughing. “Wait until it showers and he opens that umbrella!” whispered Bully. As Uncle Wiggily was saying good-afternoon to Mrs. No-Tail, along came Mrs. Twistytail, the lady pig. “May I have the pleasure of walking with you?” asked Uncle Wiggily. “I have an umbrella in case it rains.” Oh, dear!