Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-12-16
STORY XXI.
Ice WibbiewobbIe In q Bag.


night about Jimmie Wibblewobble be-
ing carried up by kite. Well, when
his papa and mamma came home that
evening, they heard about 1t, and how
much excitement there was, and they
told Jimmie he must be more par
ticular after this. He promised that
he would be berry careful.
'1'h dy smaller kites" he said, and
he went out the next time with one
about the size Of a postage stamp, ana
that couldn't take anyone up in the
air, you know, except, maybe, mos
quito, and they don't count.
Wen. It was about two days after
this that something happened to
Alice. You see she had been sent to
the store for yeast cake and some
prunes, for her mamma was going
10 make prune bread-that Is, bread
with prunes in it, and It's very nice,
I assure you, for I've eaten 1t.
Az Alice was coming home, through
a lonely part OF the woods, where
trees were 80 thick that 1t was almost
dark she began to feel little bit
frightened. So, to stop herself from
feeling scared she began to sing. II
she had been boy, she would have
shouted, or il she had been Lulu she
would have whistled, for Lulu could
whistle "a we'll as could Jimmie.
But instead Alice sang, and this ls
the song she made up 80 she wouldn't
be frightened. You are allowed to
sing It II you are not moro than
seven and three-quarters years old.
IA YOU are any older than that you
win have to have special excuse;
ar some one else will have to sing 1t
( Tor Won. Well, this is the song:
.sT'm not afraid to wander
n woodland dark and drear,
ror who is there to harm me
when not q soul Is near?
The birds. the trees and flowers
Ar kind as kind can be,
rm sure that not single one
would % thing to me.
"rhe bugs and pretty butterflies
war form 4 fairy band \.
AndSm,ard me safely, while / Walk
ss ,l2t - IN, this dark woodland.
s 3ss' ! 81. RrIu d same, I'll hurry,
ed here. stay here too long;
q who ~ you see, only know
v Mr. sres OF this song"
s91sssSS, Tor Me
s ynifv \ noon 40 Alice finished
,sm land sakes! goodness,
~ Nv 81 Z. fox didn't pop out from
j ''ss The stree, and before Aloe could
S. 81. " do you dor? or even 1000 !.
4 Sl5s nssn,'' or anything Ike that. u
.t grab her BY the legs ana
l saEE ~ ~ into q bag he carried over
es5uldef. and then he tied the bag
md sstsrted to turn away.
5h Il Ohi cried Alice let me
hPlease let me out o.; this bag,
,k,rox. and I'll give you all the mon
'1ryA rot saved up in my bank!
slAst, viii; every cent in my
.ik!R
a,itos answered the fox savagely.
4 dof't rant your money. What
SOD would money be to me? cant
lat money! Hal ha! ha' and ne
raughed that way three times, JUST
me VI mooley COW.
Il 4 Are you going to eat mel" asked
Ace. from inside the bag, where she
Lss trembling 50 that she squashed
Ss.,yeast cake all out, as fiat as a
slsi.% on = cold winter morning,
ny. have brown sausage gravy
,si,,si.,np syrup to pour on It,
t II L, e Miss d n OF course, I'm going to
1 III Who spi cried the fox. THAT Is
si hnome. .ught you But I can't de-
w Wnether to have you boiled or
u 96asf nS It's quite trying not to know
4 mSyy make up my mind soon, how
M eesshe ran on some more. over
IL hills. bumpity bump with poor
I sssa jouncing around IN that bag,
VA the little duck girl wished the
would be a long time making up
Enfnd which way to cook her, for
I3thought that maybe Jimmie might
~ and save her in the meanwhile.
aisIf didn't do much good to sing
at| song, Wrought Alice, and sup
ZEE 1t didn't, but you know you
INT always have what you want IN
I'iIgtworld. Oh, my, no. and bottle
fS ough medicine besides.
snysll, the old fox hurried on; with
lie In the bag and he ran fast to
lis den, and pretty soon the little
ducks,efrl felt him coming to a stop.
Then she heard someone saying:
All. sOSo Gar. Mr.. Foxi what have