8. “Look here, Uncle Wiggily!” said Mr. Stubtail. “There is no need of you getting wet. Here are some very tough pancakes my wife made. I can’t eat them; rain won’t hurt them. Fasten them on a stick and they’ll keep off the rain.” The bunny, thanking the bear, did this. And Uncle Wiggily was hopping along through the rain with his pancake umbrella when out popped the Skillery Scallery Alligator.
9. “Wait a minute!” grunted the Alligator. “Oh, no!” answered Uncle Wiggily. “I know what you want—my ears!” The ’Gator growled: “Well, I’m so hungry I must eat something! Stand still until I get you!” But Uncle Wiggily wouldn’t do that. “Here, nibble some of Mrs. Stubtail’s griddle cakes!” he cried. “They are so tough you can chew on them for a week and I can get away!” Then the sun came out.
And if the Circus elephant doesn’t take the wheels off the lion’s cage to make a pair of roller skates for the camel, the next pictures and story will be about Uncle Wiggily’s Lemonade Stand.
LEMONADE SHOULD BE SOUR, AND NOT MADE TOO SWEET. BUT UNCLE WIGGILY’S KIND SWEPT THE FOX OFF HIS FEET! AND IT SERVED HIM RIGHT, I THINK.
1. One day, as Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy opened the kitchen door in the hollow stump bungalow, she saw Uncle Wiggily squeezing juice from a lemon. “Oh, Wiggy! Are you making a lemon pie?” asked the muskrat lady. Just then some of the sour juice squirted in her eye and she squirmed like an angle worm. “I guess I made a mistake that time!” sadly said the bunny. “But I am trying to make lemonade.”
