4. Having crossed the icicle bridge, Uncle Wiggily kept on until he came to the home of Uncle Butter the goat. “Help me down, Uncle Wiggily!” he bleated. “I was mending a leak in my roof, and the Old Fox came along and took my ladder.” The bunny said he would help his friend, and pointed the squirt gun. “Oh, I said HELP me—not SHOOT me!” cried Uncle Butter, and Mr. Longears just laughed.
5. “I’m not going to shoot you!” said Uncle Wiggily. “This is Jack Frost’s magic icicle gun. I’ll make a ladder for you!” So the bunny did, and the goat gentleman came safely down. The Bad Old Fox, who had stolen the ladder away, thinking it would help him catch Uncle Wiggily, peeked around the corner. “I wonder how I can get that rabbit?” thought the Fox, as the bunny was about to hop on.
6. After having helped Uncle Wiggily down off the roof, the bunny traveled on with the magic Jack Frost squirt gun. Soon he came to where Mrs. Twistytail the pig lady lived. “Oh such trouble!” squealed the pig lady. “My clothes sticks are gone and all my nice clean clothes will sag down in the dirt!” Uncle Wiggily made ready the gun. “I’ll freeze some icicle clothes sticks for you, Mrs. Twistytail,” he said.
7. “Icicle clothes sticks! I never heard of such things!” squealed Floppy, the little piggie chap who was using the rake to help his mother hold up the line. “It can’t be done!” declared Curly. “I’ll soon show you!” laughed Uncle Wiggily. He squirted three or four streams of water up in the air. When the water froze it turned into icicles, and the pig lady used them to hold up the sagging lines.
8. Having done a kind act for Mrs. Twistytail, by making icicle clothes sticks Uncle Wiggily hopped along. He was tramping through the woods when, all of a sudden, the bad Fuzzy Fox ran out from behind a bush. “Now I have you!” he howled. “You can’t get away!” Uncle Wiggily pointed his magic gun. “Ha! Ha! I’m not afraid of a bit of water!” snickered the Fox. “You can’t do anything!”
