Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-08-14
NCLE WIGGILY AND THE BAG o.
MARBLES.
(By Howard r. Garis.)

MARBLES.
(By Howard r. Garis.)
Paget Newspaper Service.
Copyright by Evening News Publish
ing Company of Newark, N. j., 1879
Mrs Wibblewobble, the duck lady
stood in the doorway of her penthouse
near the pond, one morning, and looked
across the fields toward the hollow
stump bungalow, where lived Uncle
Wiggily Longears, the nice rabbit
gentleman.
do you see anything of him, mann
mar asked Lulu Wibblewobble, the
little duck girl. She had on lons
apron and broom. She wasn't wear
ing the broom, you understand. She
was just sweeping with 1t.
NO" ] don't see anything OF him
yet" answered Mrs. Wibblewobbls.
"Shall | go tell him you want him to
stop here on his way through the
woods?" asked Alice, the other duck
girl.
mo, think not" spoke Mrs. Wib
blewobble. Uncle Wiggily Is sure to
come along. sooner or later. He al
ways goes for walk about this time
and when see him I'll ask him. All!
There he is now!" she exclaimed, as
she saw the rabbit gentleman coming
from his hollow stump bungalow, wear.
ing his tall silk hat and limping along
on his red. white and blue striped bar.
Der pole rheumatism crutch.
"Who-oo Uncle Wiggily!" cried
Lulu, waving her broom at him, while
Alice shook plate, for she was wash
ing the dishes.
"Ah, good morning." exclaimed the
rabbit gentleman, as he came toward
the duck pen. Were you looking for
me?" he asked. for 1t seemed, with
Mrs. Wibblewobble, Lulu and Alice
standing there, as though they expect
ed him. Where Is Jimmie?" Uncle
Wisgily went on.
That's just the trouble" said the
duck lady. Jimmie is i'll, and we were
looking to see when you went past so
we could ask you to step in. Jimmie
is bit fretful, and wants to see you.
He thinks it will make him feel better
to have you talk to him.
Jimmie Ill! That's too bad" Uncle
Wiggily said. II hope it isn't anything
serious"
ooh, no." Mrs. Wibblewobble answer
ed Gle is just sort of cross and peev-
ish. l dare say he will be much bet
ter when you 60 in to see him.
"I'll come right in" the rabbit gentle
man promised. and taking off his tall
silk hat, so he would not get any egg
shells on it, In he went.
Uncle Wiggily found Jimmie, the boy
duck, in a bed of straw, with some
cornmeal cake in a chair near him.
"Why, Jimmie! What's the matter?"
asked Uncle Wiggily. Il am sorry to
see you ILL.,
"Oh, I'm all right" quacked Jimmie
"only DR.. Postum said / must stay In
bed for while. don't want to, either
I want to get up and play marbles"
"But you haven't any marbles" said
his mother "You know said you could
buy some when you were we'll.
"But I'd like some marbles now"
Jimmie said, sort of peevish like. II
/ had bag of marbles now could roll
them on the bed in front OF me, and
make believe was playing with some
Of the animal boys. I'd be all right
then"
Marbles are silly" exclaimed Alice.
"They aren't any sillier than dolls
exclaimed Jimmie. II wish had bag
Of new marbles"
But you can't get them until you are
WE'LL" said his mother. Here is Uncle
Wiggily come to see you"
Has he any marbles?" asked jim
ME eagerly. did he bring some?"
mo. not one,' laughed the rabbit
gentleman. but / can go out and get
you some at the store.
ooh, will you? How NIGEL" quacked
Jimmie.
ooh, Uncle Wiggily! You mustn't
do that" said Mrs. Wibblewobble. 1T
Is too much trouble"
ooh, nothing is too much trouble
when my little friend Jimmie is ILL.,"
said the rabbit. I'll go get his marbles
for him.
Jimmie seemed to feel better at once
His eyes shone more brightly, and his
yellow bill seemed to glow like, bit OF
sunshine.
II just love marbles" he said.
Uncle Wiggily went to the toy shop.
"A bag of marbles, If you please he
said to the cowlady, who kept the
store.
what! Marbles!" she cried. "You
don't mean to tell me you are going to
plav marbles, at your age, Uncle Wig
gily! Why, the other day / heard of