“Well, everything came out all right, didn’t it, Uncle Wiggily?” asked Johnnie, as Nurse Jane gave him another slice of cake. “Yes, everything came out all right—even the prickly chestnut burrs out of my bag!” laughed the bunny. “The Pip and Skee won’t bother me again very soon. They are full of splinters.” Charlie and Arabella had helped pick up the chestnuts the second time, the bunny fixed the hole made by the Pipsisewah, and Johnnie and Billie opened the chestnuts. Nurse Jane made the cake. Everybody was happy except the Pip and the Skee.
And if the potato pudding doesn’t go out in the dark, and get lost, so the apple pie can’t jump rope with it at the Pussy Cat’s party, the next pictures and story will tell how
Uncle Wiggily Had a Good Time Roasting Marshmallow Candies. The Fuzzy Fox Did Not Have Quite So Much Fun. Oh, Dear!
“Dear me! What’s all this?” asked Uncle Wiggily Longears one day, as he sat in his hollow stump bungalow reading the paper. Into his sitting room came Sammie and Susie Littletail, the rabbits; Johnnie and Billie Bushytail, the squirrels; Lulu, Alice and Jimmie Wibblewobble, the ducks; Jackie and Peetie Bow Wow, the puppy dog boys, and Nannie and Billie Wagtail, the goats. “What’s the matter?” asked Uncle Wiggily. “Will you please come to the woods and help us roast marshmallow candies?” asked Sammie. “I will,” said Uncle.
Off to the woods went the bunny rabbit gentleman and his animal friends. They built a little fire and then opened the boxes of marshmallow candies. Uncle Wiggily made some long, sharp-pointed sticks for the children and then they began to roast the sweet chunks of sticky candy. All of a sudden Susie Littletail held her marshmallow too close to the blaze, and it caught fire. “Oh, Uncle Wiggily!” cried Susie. “What shall I do? My candy is on fire!” Uncle Wiggily twinkled his pink nose and said: “Be calm, my child!”
“Fire! Fire!” cried Billie Wagtail, the goat boy. “Call out the fire engines! I’ll be the chief!” Billie took some bark from a white birch tree and made himself a trumpet, so he could shout at the other animal boys. Uncle Wiggily ran quickly to a spring near by, and, scooping up a lot of water in his tall silk hat, he poured it on Susie’s blazing, smoking marshmallow. “Now the fire is out!” said the bunny. Some of the animal girls almost fainted, but the boys found empty tin cans and brought them full of water.