“No, it is not,” admitted Uncle Wiggily, “and in that case I will open the package. Who brought it?”
“Billie Bushytail, the squirrel boy, on his way to school left it for you,” answered Nurse Jane.
“And from whom did it come?” Uncle Wiggily wanted to know.
“You had better open it and see,” suggested Nurse Jane.
Uncle Wiggily did so, and what do you s’pose he found? Why in the package was a lovely chocolate cake, with cocoanut on top, and a yellow carrot in the middle. And there was a little card on which was written:
“From the Scrump, who used to be a Flump, to Dear Uncle Wiggily.”
“Ha!” exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit. “This is very nice. I am glad I helped change the Flump into a Scrump.”
I told you that story on the page before this, you remember. The Flump was a curious, sad sort of a mixed-up animal, but when Uncle Wiggily fixed her smoky chimney, the Flump turned into a Scrump, which is short for Scrumptious, and scrumptious means lovely.
“My! that is good chocolate cake,” said the gentleman rabbit, passing Nurse Jane a large slice. “Just give it away to the animal children when they come home from school.”
“That’s just like you!” cried the muskrat lady. “Giving away everything you get! Why don’t you eat it yourself?”