Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1916-02-19
CHILDREN's EVENING STORY

WOONE AND THE LOST GOOSE.
"Ho there, Woozie! Are you in q
hurry7" called voice in the green
wood. Woozie Fuzzytail, the little boy
fox, who was running home from
school, stopped and looked all around.
He was late getting out. and that was
why he ran, for he had stayed in to
help the teacher clean OF the black
boards. ...
Are you in hurry, Woozie?" ask
ed the voice again, and then the boy
fox saw two long ears sticking up
from behind q bush, and he knew
right away who it was speaking.
ooh, no, Uncle Wiggily, I'm not in
a hurry If can do anything for you, .
answered Woozie, for he loved the
rabbit gentleman very much, as all
the animal children did. II didn't
know at first who you were,' said
Woozie politely.
"Well, am sure did not mean to
brighten you," said the rabbit gentle
man, also politely. But the truth of
the matter is, started over to your
house to bring your mamma some
carrot shortcake that Nurse Jane
Fuzzy Wuzzy made for my dinner.
There was too much for me and as
your mamma sent me some nice hot
biscuits the other day I want to give
her some nice cake now"
IT know she'll be glad to get It"
spoke Woozie politely, and guess he
knew that his mamma would give him
some of the cake, also.
But find now that can't get over
to your house." went on Uncle Wig
gily.
ooh, that's too bad" cried the little
fox boy, still thinking of the carrot
shortcake, I guess.
"You see, have had the rheuma-
tism quite badly, since got back from
the North Pole" Uncle Wlggily said.
"And just now, as I started for your
house the pain came on very sudden
ly and sharply. So can't go on with
the cake for your mamma"
Pm sorry" said Woozie, disappoint-
ed like.
$50, when saw you," proceeded
the rabbit gentleman, 81 called to stop
you. I wonder whether you could
not carry the cake?"
"Oh indeed l could" cried Woozie.
"And not drop 1t, the way your Sis
ter Wizzie dropped the eggs?" asked
the rabbit gentleman, smiling.
IT won't drop the CAKE promised
Woozie. "And I won't eat any of it
until get home and mamma gives
me some"
"Ha! I was just going to ask you
that" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily, as
his nose twinkled like star on a
frosty night on the Fourth of July.
well, here it is. Take good care Of
it," and Uncle Wiggily gave Woozie
the cake wrapped in napkin.
The little fox boy held it carefully
in his paw as he started for home
once more. And he did not run SO
fast as he did not want to jiggle the
cake and maybe spill off some of the
frosting, or chocolate icing.
Well Woozie went on and on, and
his mouth was just watering for that
carrot shortcake, and he was hoping
it would be long enough for his broth
err Wuzzie, his sister Wizzie, and him.
self. to each have some, when all OF
a sudden he heard a rustling in the
bushes beside the woodland path.
my goodness me. gracious sakes
alive, and some lollypops!" cried
Woozie. 81 hope that is no one after
the cake"
He looked all around but he could
see nothing. He thought maybe it
was the wind. and he was about to go
on, when, all at once, he heard voice
crying.
"Oh, dear! I'm lost! l don't know
my way home! What shall do?"
''Ha! That sounds like little
girl" exclaimed Woozie. II do not
need to be afraid Of her. Perhaps |
can help her. he said, for Woozie
was very kind and polite that way.