El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-10-09

1.-THE trees in the wood were covered
with leaves of golden brown. pur-
pie. red and orange. They were
very beautiful Jack Frost the old
gentleman who helps King Winter, had
touched the leaves OF the trees with his
icicle fingers, and had turned them
from beautiful green, into more beau
liful colors-
Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit
gentleman, as he walked through the
wood. looked IN at The trees and
thought he had never. In all MS life,
seen such a beautiful sight
1T just makes me love everybody,
said Uncle Wiggily, as he hoped along.
striped barber pole rheumatism cane
which Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy. his
muskrat lady housekeeDer, had knawed
for him out Of a cornstalk- Yes, the
trees are very beautiful"
For this was october. you see, and
soon IL would be winter. and cold
weather And il is the cold that turns
the leaves such pretty colOrs.
As Uncle Wiggily hoped along
through the wood, he kicked, with his
hind feet, the leaves on the ground.
Those leaves were pretty, too-golden
brown, yellow. purple, deep violet and
The leaves on the ground are so
beautiful that 7 just can't bear to step
on them" said Uncle Wiggily- But
he could not very well help doing IL,
On and on went the rabbit gentle
man. on and on through the beautiful
wood, and pretty soon he sat down to
rest on a log near a little pond where,
in the early spring and summer. Bully
and Bawly NO-TaiL the two frog boys,
used to 20 in swimming.
And, as the old rabbit gentleman sat
there. all at once he heard sat sort
Of little voice. saying,
"Oh. dear Oh, dear, Oh. dear
That sounds like trouble" thought
Uncle WigEily. And whenever ne
thought Of trouble he also thought Of
the fuzzy fox and the skillery -scalery
alligator. with the humps on his tail
Il hope IL isn't either Of them said
the old gentleman rabbit, as he opened
his ears as wide as an oven door when
the pies have been baked: for Uncle
Wiggily wanted to listen the very best
oh, dear, Oh. dear, On. dearr' he
THAT doesn't sound like the skiIIery-
scalery alligator, nor Yet the fuzzy
. fox" said Mr. LOngears- 4 guess il
must be some Of my friends in trouble;
Who are yOut What IS the natter
Nay I have the extreme pleasure OF
helping YOU ." asked 1he rabbit gentle
man, Speaking politely, as he nearly
Help me-help us-no. don't believe
ny one can help US, the sad vOict
said sob, we are in such trouble"
Please tell me who you are, and
Wiggily- Perhaps 1 can help you"
Then. all at once, II seemed as II
some OF the purple, red, golden ana
bro-~n leaves lifted themselves up from
the : ound in front Of the log on which
sat Uncle Wiggily. The leaves seemed
o flutter up in the air. though no wind
was blowing
This is strange" said the rabbit
gentleman, but as he spoke. he saw
that they were not leaves Luttering
around him. but butterflies.
Yes, they were butterflies-butter-
flies with wings Of golden brown, of
purple, of red and violet
''Why-why," cried Uncle Wiggily.
7 thought you were leaves-leaves
like the other cOlOred ones that have
fluttered TO the ground from the trees.
No We are late butterflies" was
what one of the beautiful creatures
said and we are sad because we are
late All our friends have flown away
to the lovely and warm Southland but
We. foolish butterflies that We are,
stayed up here too late Now the
cold winter is coming and we shall
freeze and die Even now il is too cold
for US TO fly. and that is why we had
to rest on the ground, like the leaves.
In the middle Of the day, when the
sun is warm. we can 1y a little way,
but the mornings and nights are so cold
that il makes out wings stiff. and we
have to drop TO the ground. We never