And very soon, if the trolley car doesn’t slip off the track, and run over the wax doll’s rubber ball, I’ll tell you about Uncle Wiggily and the soap bubbles.
STORY XX
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE SOAP BUBBLES
“Well, do you think anything will happen to you this morning?” asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady, of Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, as she saw him starting off for a ride in his airship one day.
“You never can tell,” he answered. “I may have the most wonderful adventure, and again I may just sail around, and come back again, with nothing more than a yeast cake.”
“Speaking of yeast cakes, one would be very good for you to carry along with you in your airship,” said Nurse Jane.
“Why?” Uncle Wiggily wanted to know.
“Because yeast makes the bread rise, and it might make your airship rise, in case your circus balloons were to burst, and let you down,” the muskrat lady replied.
“I am very glad you mentioned it,” said Uncle Wiggily, making his most polite bow. “I shall get a yeast cake the very first chance I have.”
Then he went out sailing in his airship, but he had not gone very far above the tree tops before he heard, down below him, a voice saying:
“Oh, dear! I wish I had something to do!”