The bad old bear raised his left paw and right paw and he struck at what he thought was a croquet ball on the floor. “Out of my way, so I can get Uncle Wiggily!” growled the bear. But the next minute he gave a howl. For the loose, stickery, prickery quills of Mr. Hedgehog Porcupine came loose in the bad bear’s paws and hurt like needles, or slivers. “Oh wow! Oh lollypops!” growled the bear. “Look out and see if Mr. Hedgehog is being hurt,” said Nurse Jane. Uncle Wiggily looked. “Mr. Hedgehog is laughing,” he said.
The bad bear’s paws were so full of Mr. Hedgehog’s stickers, and they hurt him so, that the unpleasant chap howled louder than ever and jumped head first out of the window. “I’ve got to go see a doctor!” he whined. Nurse Jane ran out in the kitchen and got her potato masher. “I’ll teach you to come in my bungalow without being invited!” cried the muskrat lady as she banged the bear with the masher. And Uncle Wiggily and Mr. Hedgehog felt so happy they danced around the room. But the bear didn’t dance for a week.
And if the sunshine doesn’t tickle the baby on his nose, and make him sneeze talcum powder all over the pussy cat’s tail, the next pictures and story will tell how
UNCLE WIGGILY SAW THE MONKEY DOODLE GENTLEMAN MAKING SALT WATER TAFFY AT THE SHORE. THE BUNNY TRIED IT, BUT NURSE JANE SAID: “NEVER MORE!”
Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane were going along the board walk at the seashore one day, when they saw a Monkey Doodle gentleman pulling molasses taffy. “Here, where are you going?” cried Nurse Jane, as she saw Uncle Wiggily hop toward the candy booth. “You can’t help him pull it!” Uncle Wiggily tried to get his coat tails away from the muskrat lady. “I just want to ask how he makes it,” he said.
As soon as he reached the summer cottage, where he and Nurse Jane were stopping, Uncle Wiggily put on the stove in a kettle, a lot of sugar, molasses, butter, cocoanut and all such things as go into taffy. “I’m going to have a taffy pull myself!” laughed Mr. Longears, as he invited many animal boys and girls. “There’s going to be a terrible time here soon,” sighed Nurse Jane, rocking to and fro. “Terrible!”