3. Uncle Wiggily had not been under the toadstool umbrella very long before Mrs. Twistytail, the pig lady, came along, with nothing to keep the April showers off her new bonnet. “Oh, please take this toadstool!” begged the rabbit uncle. “I don’t need it.” Mrs. Twistytail said he was very kind, and invited him to walk under it with her, but he was going the other way. “I like to get wet,” he said politely.
4. Uncle Wiggily hopped along in the rain without an umbrella, when, all of a sudden, he heard a voice say: “Quack! Quack! Quack! Come over here, Mr. Longears, and I’ll give you a Japanese parasol we don’t need. We ducks just live in the water.” The bunny thanked Mrs. Wibblewobble. Just as Uncle Wiggily raised the paper umbrella, which kept off the rain, along came Mrs. Cluck Cluck the hen.
5. “Oh, please, Mrs. Cluck Cluck, take this Japanese parasol that Mrs. Wibblewobble loaned me!” cried Uncle Wiggily to the hen lady when he saw she was getting all wet. “Oh, but I’ll be robbing you!” cackled Mrs. Cluck Cluck. “Nonsense!” laughed Uncle Wiggily. “I don’t mind April showers. Besides, maybe, I can get under the pan with this kind dog I see coming along. Keep dry, Mrs. Cluck Cluck!”
6. “Oh, Uncle Wiggily!” barked the ragged but polite tramp dog. “It won’t do for you to get wet. Take my umbrella! I made it out of an old dishpan I found, and a broom stick. It will keep you dry. As for me, I’ll stand out in the rain, and wash my clothes that way.” Uncle Wiggily thanked the tramp dog, and just then, the bunny saw Mrs. Bushytail, the squirrel lady coming. “I must help her,” he thought.
7. Uncle Wiggily had no sooner stepped under the pan umbrella than along came Mrs. Bushytail. The squirrel lady was getting all wet. “Oh, my dear Mrs. Bushytail!” cried Uncle Wiggily. “Pray allow me! This isn’t a stylish umbrella, but it will keep off the wet.” And the bunny stood in the April shower as Mrs. Bushytail scrambled off. Then out of his house with some pancakes came Mr. Stubtail, the nice bear.
