Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1916-09-07
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Children's Evening Story
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{8ONCLE WIGG1LY GOES FISHING.
AZ first, after he found himself shut
~ IL the bears closet, where we left
4sfm Ia the story before this, poor
1 &gScle Wiggily didn't know what to
)Sdnk. He just sat there, on the edge
e y chair, and he tried to look around,
3akSd see something. but it was too
8ack. 20 he couldn't.
sPerhaps this is only joke"
M ought the old gentleman rabbit,
4aaShouxh / never knew black bear to
40 before. But perhaps 1t is. I'll
INK him"
"a Uncle Wiggily called out:
ssIs this a Joke, Mr.. Bear"
s.Not q bit Of it," was the growing
Il nswer. You'll soon see what's 60
3aSg to happen to you! I'm getting the
xxg1Se ready now"
Getting the fire ready for what; the
Idyenture, or for my fortune?" asked
~ rabbit, for he still hoped the bear
SIao only joking with him.
EssReady to cook you!" was the reply.
Sa34hat,s what the fire is fort" and the
~ gnashed his teeth together. some
Aing terrible, and, with his sharp
anWs he clawed big splinters of the
fump, and with them he started the
anre IN the stove, with the splinters, l
0an. not his claws. .~....
The blazing fire made 1t a little
sSf1ghter in the hollow stump, which
SI1aS the black bears den, and Uncle
& Vikgily could look out of crack IN
\ ~ door and see what savage fellow
31ke shakgy bear was. You see, that
31Dar jHst hid In the stump waiting for
SfnlGss animals to come along and
II he'd trick them into jumping
1Kn inside OF it, and there wasn't a
ord OF truth about him having sore
- or about him having to wear dark
ectacles, either.
ss0h my! | guess this is the end Of
NJ adventures" thought the rabbit. II
Mould have been more careful. Well,
= svish could see Sammie and Susie
IttIetail. before he eats me, but I'm
SFaid can't. I shouldn't have jump.
II down here" ... -...:. >. -.
But as Uncle Wiggily happened to
~. ho also thought OF something else.
Md this was that Sammie had put
omething In the old gentleman rab-
ncle had started of.
s'n you ever get into trouble, Uncle
Ayigg1ly," Sammie had said. this may
ome In useful for you" Uncle Wig
SSlly didn't look at the time to see what
kwas that his nephew put in the va
He, but he made up his mind he would
lo % now. 80 he opened his satchel
Ind there, among other things, was a
on4 piece of thin, but strong rope.
ard pinned to 1t was a note which
sDear Uncle Wiggtly. This is good
~ help you get out Ola window in case
e ire ~ -.
my goodness" exclaimed Uncle
sggily, that's fine. There is the
: Ioar making a f1re to coko me. and
nth this rope can get away from 1t.
low II there's only a window in this
oSet Tn all right"
Do he looked and sure enough there
80 . window. And with his crutch
Uncle wigHly raised it. Then he threw
ant his satchel and he tied the rope
rs = hook on the window sill and be.
ms strong old gentleman, he crawl
ia out Of the window and slid down
me cord.
/ And Uncle Wiggily got out just as
sAhe bear opened the closet door to grab
him and put him in the pot, and when
the savage black creature saw his fine
rabbit dinner getting away he was as
sangry as anything, really he was.
Here! Come back here!" cried the
bear, but of course Uncle Wiggily
knew better than to come back. He
aid down the rope to the ground, and
then he cut of as much Of the rope
lls he could and put 1t in his pocket,
Tor he didn't know when he might
need 1t again. Then. catching up his
avAlise he ran on and on, before the
bear could get to him.
It was still quite a dark place in
which Uncle Wiggily was, for you see
he was underground, down by the
roots Of the stump. But he looked
ahead and he saw a little glimmer Of
Night and then he knew he could get
out
Limping on his crutch and carrying
his valise, he went on and on and pref
|ty soon he came out Of dark cave
and found himself on the bank Of a
nice little brook, that was running
over NOISY. green stones.
Z "Fa! This Is better than being in
ID bears den!" exclaimed the old
gentleman rabbit. my | was so
frightened that forgot about my