El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1917-04-26
Bedtime Story For the Little Ones
UNCLE w1eGILY AND BEcKIE's BUTTER.
BECKIE'S BUTTER.
3 q HOWARD r. GARIs.

'Ha! Have no feari" cried jolly
Uncle Wiggily. Far be 1t from me 10
run over beautiful flowers"
Then he looked down and in the
| green grass of the meadow he saw
! some yellow dandelions and buttercups
Just showing their heads. His auto
mobile wheels had almost run over
/ them but he had stopped in time.
"Oh, how good you were not TO crush
us." said a yellow dandelion-
Indeed he was spoke yellow but
! tercup. and II ever we can do you
favor we will. Uncle Wiggily-"
Pray do not mention it." said the
bunny uncle, modest like and as shy
as a flower himself
Then ne got in his automobile again
and rode away looking for an adven-
ture. He had not ridden far. how
ever. before he heard another voice
speaking, and this time II was a sad.
unhappy sort OF voice, and IL was say
ing:
slipped out OF my paws and I can't find
il anywherei Oh. deari What shall I
do7 I can't go home without II and
have no money to buy any more"
Any more WHAT" asked brave Uncle
Wiggily. Who are you and what is it
Z am Beckie stubtaf, the little bear
girl" answered the voice, and have
lost my butter"
Lost your butter cried the bunny
gentleman. How did that happen
We'll, you see" went on Beckie, bob
bling up from behind A log, where she
had been STOPPING down, looking among
the leaves for what she had lost, my
mother sent me to the store for some
butter I bought II all right. but was
running along, carrying 1t In my arms,
when IL slipped and bounced away In
the grass and I can't find Il. I haven't
any money to buy any more, and II
! did I haven't time TO go back to the
store for il. as mother is in hurry TO
make cake with it. oh. dear"
Now don't cry" exclaimed Uncle
Wisgily, a he saw tears come into the
little bear girls eyes I'll help you
look for the butter You walk along
that side of the meadow and I'll look
on this. Wen soon find It"
So the butter hunt began Uncle
wiggily looked and looked, but not a
smitch OF the lost butter could he find,
and a smitch is very little. indeed
hardly one nibble of a lollypop. And
by looking across the meadow Uncle
Wiggily could see Beckie, and he could !
tell by the slow. sad way in which the /
little bear girl walked that she, too, /
had not found the butter.
But Il must be here somewhere" !
said the rabbit gentleman. Il simply |
must find it II only I could see |
randdaddy-long-legs I'd ask him TO |
point TO the place where It is lost"
What is LOST" asked a voice down |
in the grass Have you lost your I
cows, Uncle WiEgily2 For that Is what I
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES are for-to find /
NO. I haven't lost my COWS, but
something which cows give and that I
is butter said Uncle Wiggily. ''Hai
So It is you. my flower friends" he /
went on, looking down IN the grass at 4
the dandeIion and her friends Per
haps you can help me find Beckie's
butter. rs you are Of the same yellow
color"
So the flowers helped Uncle wiggiIy
look. but they could not find the but
ter, and the bunny was feeling sad on
the little bear girls account when, all
of z sudden. the dandelion whispered
to the buttercup.
Yes, Wen do it." answered back the
buttercup, out loud.
do what2' asked Uncle Wiggiiy.
Wen turn ourselves into butter FOR
Beckie," said the dandelion. DO you,
Uncle Wiggily, please pick some OF
our yellow blossoms Then find hol-
low stump. and with q round stone, I
like g potato masher. pound our yellow
petals Up together. Soon we will turn
into flcwer-butter. which. II II is not
like COW butter. is nearly as good"
Fine" cried Uncle Wiggily- III
do it" Then he picked off some of the
old yellow petals Of the dandelions and
buttercups. which the flowers did not
need any more. and soon the rabbit
gentleman had pounded them up into
a nice little pat OF yellow butter, which
he wrapped in a big leaf
Here, Becker" called the rabbit
gentleman to the bear girl Here is
your butteri"
"Oh, I am so glad you found IT." said
Beckie- Then she thanked Uncle Wig
gily and hurried home with the flower
butter and when Mrs Stubtan put il
in cake II tasted just fine, And the
dandelions and buttercups in the mea-
dow nodded their yellow heads in the
wind and said:
Uncle Wiggily was kind TO Us 50
we were kind to him
And everybody was happy. And 81
the umbrella doesn't turn inside out
so the rain all runs up hill I'll tell you
next about Uncle Wiggily and Jollie's
cheese
Copyright 1917, by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate.
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