The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1917-03-30
Bedtime Stories
Uncle WiggiIy and the Mud Pies.
BY HOWARD n. GARIs

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bungalow one morning. II hope some
thing really exciting happens. he
went on.
"Well, don't have the bungalow
| catch fire whatever you do, said
Nurse Jane Fuzzy WuZzy.
Not for worldsr' cried Uncle Wig
gily, twinkling his pink nose SO that 1t
looked just like a strawberry short
cake. Nothing like that!'
On through the woods he hoped,
now and then stopping to listen to the
song of the birds, and again he would
hop over the fields, all the while look
ing for an adventure.
But he did not find any, and he was
| thinking perhaps he had better go
back to the bungalow for dinner,
when, all of a sudden, he heard
voice saying:
| We'll, now the pies are all made,
and we'll bake them Shall L put the
cherry one in first, or the apple?'
The apple, 1 think answered an
other voice. Il think apple pies take
longer to bake than cherry"
| "Oh, joy and hapinnessi" thought
Uncle Wiggily. Here is some one
baking pies in the woods. Maybe it
is the pieman who met Simple Simon,
going to the fair. If so, and if he
hears l am a friend to Mother Goose.
l may get pie for myself. SO l won't
have to go home to my bungalow for
lunch
With his pink nose twinkling harder
than ever. and his mouth hungry like
for a pie, Uncle Wiggily peeked thru
the bushes. and there he saw Lulu
and Alice Wibblewobble, the duck
girls, with Susie Littletail, the rabbit.
and Jennie Chipmunk playing beside
a little babbling brook that gurgled
| over green messy stones
"Ah, hal" cried Uncle Wiggily. 81
am just in time. 1 see! 1 know it is
not polite to invite oneself to lunch.
but when 1 heard you speak of pies
which were ready to bake-Why l
just couldn't keep STILL
! "Oh, you are very welcome, and
we're glad to see YOU said Susie.
Yes, indeed added Lulu. But 1
fear you will be disappointed, Uncle
Wiggily.'
Because we are not playing with
real pies at ALL
Not real pies?" Uncle wiggily
spoke family.
Mo- said Alice. the duck girl with
a blue dress. I'VE are only making
| mud pies, and pretending they are
real ones. See, we bake them hard
in the sum-" and she showed him how
they mixed some sand with water
from the brook, how they put this mud
in clam shells and then, setting them
in the sun, they were baked hard.
We'll, this is fun, anyhow" said
Uncle Wiggily, and he mixed up a
mud pie himself, putting it in its clam
shell dish, and setting it in the hot
sun to get hard.
Still, l am hungry went on the
rabbit gentleman. And so are you
little animal girls, l think. So come
me to my bungalow and We'll have
lunch"
Right gladly did Lulu and Alice, the
duck girls. with Susie Littletail and
rabbit gentleman. But when they
reached the hollow stump bungalow
they saw Nurse Jane out in front, run
ming up and down, clasping her paws
anc crying out, while from the bunga-
low poured a big cloud of smoke.
'Oh, my goodness me sakes alive
and some prickly pear pudding" cried
Uncle Wiggily. What has happened ?
Is the bungalow on fire."
''Oh, no. answered Nurse Jane.
Not quite so bad as that. Johnnie
and Billie Bushytail, the two squirrels,
were playing tag on the roof a while
ago.
But how did that make smoke in
The bungalow" asked Uncle Wiggily
They weren't playing soldier, were
they, with bean shooters for guns and
talcum powder to make smoker
NO" answered Nurse Ja1.e. But
they ran so hard against the chimney
} that they broke part of it off, and
, being no chimney on the roof of the
bungalow to take away the smoke, il
? all came inside, and that's what you
! see pouring from the windows and
doors now
"Oh, dear mel" cried Uncle Wig
gily The chimney broken off!
That's too bad! 1 guess I'll have to
e send for a mason to have it built uE
. Jane, and that will stop the smoke
The mason will make a new chimney
but we can't cook and have lunch un-
til he builds it,
"Oh, yes we cant" cried Alice Wib-
blewobble.
S "How?'' asked Uncle Wiggily, eager
4 like. for he was hungry.
why we can mix some mortar from
sand and water, as we made our mut
pies. This mortar will get hard in g
g little while, and if you make lots OF
Y | it, and build it into chimney 1t viii
a carry off the smoke. OF course We
girls can't get up on the roof to sha pc
the mud pie stuff into a square chin
new but"
s. wen do that" cried Johnnie and
Billie, the squirrels at was our faul
: for breaking the chimney so wei
Y build a new one of mud pie stuff
So the animal girls mixed the mut
in q dish pan, and the squirrels. will
- flat sticks for masons' trowels, shaped
> the mud plaster mortar into a new
d chimney. Soon the sun baked thi
S hard, and Their the smoke poured on
A of that as naturally rs anything, ant
did not fill the, bungalow any more
e And then Nurse Jane could ge
h lunch for Uncle Wiggiiy and his ami
9 NAL friends So this teaches US tina
mud pies are good for something els,
than having at a play party. and 1
= ourNcat doesn't try to stand on its tai
and pull the skin off the orange, thu
next story will be about Uncle Wiggii,
and Needless joke.-(Copyright, 1917
l. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.)
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