El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1917-03-21

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case upside down. Then he ate his
breakfast in a hurry, quickly took his
} red, white and blue striped rheuma-
! tism crutch off the clock shelf and hur-
ried from the bungalow
! Where are you going" asked Nurse
Jane.
TO look for the spring and have an
! adventure" was The bunny's answer
/ am tired of winter" said Uncle Wig
I gily A little bit is all right, with
! Christmas, New Years, sleigh bells
J skating, sliding down hill and the Ike
of that But too much is more than
s enough. I'll be glad to see the spring"
Along hoped the bunny rabbit. lis
tening for the songs Of the birds. which
Z is one Of the first and best sings@i
mean signs-Of spring, though even the
birds make a mistake once in a while.
But all ] hear singing around here
are the sparrOwS, the chickadees and
the starlings," spoke the bunny uncle
And they stay with US all winter, at
least around the Orange mountains. so
they are not real spring and summer
birds I must look little farther"
So on he hoped. now and then stop
ping to listen for the chirp of a robin,
or the soft whistle of a bluebird
But 1 don't hear or see any" said
Uncle Wiggily, after a bit 4 fear l
shall have no adventure with the
spring today"
On and on hoped the bunny uncle.
and, after listening a while for the
birds. he happened to think of spring
flowers Perhaps there were some
growing in the woods.
SO, with his red, white and blue
striped rheumatism crutch he gently
thrust aside the snow from the dried
leaves For there is a spring flower,
called trailing srbutus, which some
tunes blossoms even under the snow.
But none of these sweet pOsies could
the rabbit uncle find.
We'll, I guess I shall have no good
= y ct II
said. I may as well go back TO my
hollow stump bungalow and wait for
tomorrow Oh. dear-no adventure at
all-it's too bad,-
Then, all OF A sudden, Uncle WiggiIy
saw. little way off, through a fringe
of bushes that, as yet had only some
buds on them, and no leaves. the bunny
uncle saw Sammie Littletail the rabbit
squirrels, and Jackie and Peetie Bow
WOW. the puppy dog-he saw them
running. skipping and hopping along.
most merrily.
Come on" cried Sammie. Come
on; boys, its right over this way. cine
Go on. We're coming" cried the
7 found it and I'll show all Of you
where it is" went on the rabbit boy.
tia- 1 wonder what IL is he's found2' !
thought Uncle Wiggily. Maybe it's a
blue bird or an arbutus flower I must I
follow and see. Perhaps 1 shall have I
an adventure after all" Now you Just /
wait and see what happens.
SO the bunny hurried along after the /
animal boys, behind the bushes. as fast /
as he could 60 until he saw them all /
come to stop in front of big stump |
and. standing there, Sammie. the rabbit !
boy cried:
See, There il is. There's the sprine."
oh. he's found the spring I was (
looking for" thought Uncle WiggiIy. Z /
must see It, I wonder If it's a blue bird I
D. tlowerz and with that he gave an
excited jump over the stump right |
through the crowd of animal bows.
down little mill and-ker-plumpo-
night into a spring-of water
OUCH Oh dear, Gurgle-urgle-g lubi
Nhy-why didn't you say II was a
spring-a spring of water?" asked
ncle Niggily, as he scrambled to !
'nore all dripping wet, and sneezing.
oh. am so sorryi" cried Samn1ie- !
We didn't know you were around
ound this spring the other day. and |
when the animal boys were thirsty Just
low 1 said I'd tai Ike them to it as
new II would not be frozen And
T wish it had been frozen" cried
ncle WlggIly- Then I wouldn't have
allen in. But never mind I found a
prlng all right, though not the kind
was looking for And had an adven-
ure- That is best of allt''
And If you take cold You'll have (
mother. said Billie Bushytail
put tHe amman boys rubbed Uncle
y igglly dry with some old leaves. and
hen they quickly ran with him to his
ollow stump bungalow. where Nurse (
ane gave him hot sassafras tea. SO he
idn,t take cold after all. and he
aughed at what had happened TO him
III not be so quick to jump next
inc. the bunny rabbit said And II
ur postman doesn't whistle for nv dog.
M make him bark at the pussy willow
rec, I'll tell you next about Uncle
lgglIy IN the mud--Copyright. 1917.
' Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.