And if the wind doesn’t blow the smoke out of the chimney, and tickle the gold fish so it sneezes itself out of the water into the condensed milk, the next pictures and story will tell how
The Pipsisewah and the Skeezicks Knew Not What Uncle Wiggily Had in the Bag. But When They Found Out! Oh My! Oh My!
Uncle Wiggily Longears, the bunny rabbit gentleman, leaned on the gate in front of his hollow stump bungalow one day. He was all dressed up to take a walk, but didn’t know where to go. All at once he saw Johnnie and Billie Bushytail, the two squirrel boys. “Where are you going, Johnnie and Billie?” asked the bunny uncle. “We are going to the woods for some chestnuts and hickorynuts,” answered Johnnie. “Mother puts them in our cake.” Uncle Wiggily said that was fine. “I wonder if Nurse Jane will bake a cake if I get some nuts?” said Uncle Wiggily.
“Nurse Jane,” asked Uncle Wiggily, as he gave a hop, skip and jump back into the hollow stump bungalow, after Billie and Johnnie had scampered on down the woodland path, “Nurse Jane, if I get some hickorynuts, or chestnuts, will you bake them in a cake for me?” She said she would, and be very glad to. So Uncle Wiggily found an empty flour bag and, slinging it over his shoulder, off he started to find some nuts in the woods. “And please be careful that the Pipsisewah or the Skeezicks doesn’t get you!” begged Nurse Jane.
Uncle Wiggily hopped and jumped through the woods, with the empty flour sack over his shoulder. He was thinking how good the nut cake would taste when, all of a sudden, the bunny rabbit gentleman came to a big pile of chestnuts under a tree. The wind has blown them down, but they were still in the stickery, prickery burrs, Jack Frost not having cracked them open. Uncle Wiggily did not know as much about chestnuts as did Johnnie and Billie, the squirrels, and picked up the nuts with his bare paws. “Ouch,” he cried. “I’m stuck full of splinters!”
