Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1916-08-10
Children's Evening Story
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
UNCLE WIGGILY AT THE BALL
| GAME.
What are you going to do today
Uncle Wiggily?" asked Jimmie VIII
blewobble, the boy duck, one day, a.
he ran from his own cottage alonl
the seashore sands over to the hollow
stump bungalow, where the old gentle
man rabbit was spending the summer
| Are you going down to the. beach
Uncle Wiggily?" ~. =
why, yes; l expect SHALL, aftel
a WHILE" answered Uncle Wiggily
'Didd you want me to do something
for you, Jimmie, such as fly your kite
again and get carried up in the air?'
"Oh, nothing like that, Uncle Wig
gily," replied the little duck boy. But
Lulu and Alice and 1 are going dowr
to the beach and, we thought vol
might like to come and play ball with
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How can you play ball down by the
ocean," asked Uncle Wiggily. 81
should think the ball would 60 in the
water and get all wet. Then you can't
get it, for 1t will sink"
"Oh, yes we CAM" cried Jimmie
"You see we use cork ball and If that
accidentally goes In the water it will
| float and we can swim out and get il
again. Come on" y
II believe will" cried the old
gentleman rabbit, who was fond Of all
sorts of games. II have never played
cork ball.
Good" cried Jimmie. So he ran to
tell his sisters, and soon the three
duck children were waddling down to
the beach as fast as they could go.
OF course, they did not go too fast,
for Uncle Wiggily had little of his
rheum atism left and he had to walk
rather slowly on that account.
Well, pretty soon, in little while,
not so very long, they were at the
beach and nothing happened on the
way down except that they passed a
place where nice old mud turtle lady
was making salt water taffy, and OF
course, Lulu and Alice and Jimmie
looked at that candy just as hard as
they could.
In fact they looked at it so hard that
pretty soon some of the candy jumped
off the counter and found it's way in
side their yellow bills. know that
sounds like q fairy story, but it isn't
because Uncle Wiggily bought the can
dy you see, and lifted it off the counter
so the Wibblewobbles could chew It.
That's how it happened.
So, as said, soon they reached the
beach, and they were all ready to
play cork ball. And the way you play
that game is this:
First you get a cork ball and then
some boys or girls, or some animal
children, begin to play. And you toss
the ball about, catching it, and who
ever drops the ball and doesn't throw
it before one of the others can dig a
hole in the sand, loses the game and
has to- buy all the others ice cream
cones. So Uncle Wiggily said he was
willing to play the ball game that way
and buy the cones If he lost. =, ~
Then it began and such fun. as 1T
was! Sometimes Uncle Wiggily would
accidentally throw the ball into the
ocean and then the duck children
would swim out for it, bouncing up and
down on the salty waves. And some.
times Lulu or Alice or Jimmie would
toss the round bit Of cork away back
on the beach and it would fall down a
sandpiper's hole. Then Uncle Wiggily
would dige 1t out. And oh! how he
would make the sand fly! Yes indeed; ;
it was as good as circus to watch
him. --.-. ... ~. 49,. , .
And, every time the ball was thrown
one Of the WihbleWobbles. or perhaps
the rabbit gentleman himself, would
run and try to dig a hole in the sand,
and if they got the hole dug, before the
ball was caught, or if someone drop.
ped the ball, and did not throw it
quickly enough. why, that meant an
ice cream cone for everyone of course
But none Of us has won an ice
cream cone yet" said Jimmie, after a
bit, for indeed they had all been very
good at catching the ball, and no one
had dug hole before it was caught
Then Lulu had an idea.
''pll tell you what III do she whis-
pered to Jimmie and Alice Il am a
good thrower, and I'll toss the ball to
Uncle Wiggily. I'll throw 1T very high
and when 1t comes down it will be 60
ing so swiftly that he'll be sure to
miss it. Then, if he drops it, we will
each dig hole in the sand and we'll
have our ice cream cones. Uncle Wig
gily won't mind" ,u,. ... ...,.. .--
mo, I'm sure he won't" said Alice.
Fine and dandy" cried Jimmie,
|smacking his bill when he thought of