3. “Oh, zippie!” whispered Uncle Wiggily out loud when he felt the bean sting him on the nose. “I’ll fix you for that, Jackie!” Then, forgetting he was there to show the pupils how to be good, Uncle Wiggily threw his wet sponge straight at the doggie boy. “Uncle Wiggily, I am surprised at you!” squeaked the Lady Mouse Teacher. “Why did you do that?” But Uncle Wiggily wouldn’t tell why he did it.
4. “I’ll ask you to come up and sit in the front seat, Uncle Wiggily,” squeaked the Lady Mouse Teacher sadly. “You said you wanted to come here to show my pupils how to be good in school, but you are cutting up worse than any of them ever did.” So the bunny gentleman took his place in the punish seat. But still he wouldn’t tell that Jackie had first hit him with a bean. Uncle Wiggily was a “SPORT,” I think.
5. “Now that Uncle Wiggily sits where he can’t play any more of his tricks,” squeaked the Lady Mouse, “we shall go on with our lessons.” But while she was at the blackboard, Billie Wagtail, the goat, fastened a feather on a long stick, and, reaching over, tickled Mr. Longears. This was more than the bunny could stand. He turned around and Oh! he gave Billie such a look! And then something else happened.
6. Being tickled by a goat’s feather—I mean by a feather the goat boy had—was too much for Uncle Wiggily. “Billie, I’m going to tickle you!” laughed Uncle Wiggily in his jolly voice. Then, forgetting all about being in school, the bunny snatched the stick away from Billie Wagtail and poked him in the ribs. “Oh, Ho! Ho! Ha! Ha!” laughed the goat. “Uncle Wiggily, I’m surprised at you!” squeaked the Mouse.
7. “Why did you tickle Billie with that stick, Uncle Wiggily?” asked the Lady Mouse Teacher. “Oh, because,” answered the bunny. And that was all he would say. He wouldn’t be a tattle-tale and tell on Billie. No, indeed! “I’m sorry, but I shall have to ask you to stand in the corner,” said the Lady Mouse. “I am afraid you aren’t doing my children much good.” So Uncle Wiggily stood in the corner.