The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1917-08-10
Bedtime Stories

BY HOWARD h. GARIs

IS BY HOWARD h. GARIS
Uncle WiggiIy and the Rambler Rose.
ooh, dear!" exclaimed Nurse Jane
Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady house
keeper of Uncle Wiggily Longears. the
have known it would happen like
thisi''
what would p" asked Uncle Wig
gily. rs anything the matter, jamie? ''
Matter? 1 should say there was.
I haven't any clothes line"
''Why not ?" asked the bunny uncle
gentleman 1T seems to me saw one
on the posts in the yard yesterday"
$50 you did, explained Nurse Jane.
but Billie Bushytail. the boy squirrel.
asked me to lend him my line so he
could go fishing. 1 did, and he hasn't
brought it back, and now 1 want to
wash some towels and hang them out
to dry and have no line. oh. dear?'
"Oh, don't worry said Uncle Wig
gily. I'll go to the store and get you
another line
will your cried Nurse Jane
eagerly. That's very kind of your
So Uncle Wiggily started for the
store to get the clothes line. Over
the fields and thru the woods he went,
| looking the way for an adventure,
thinking he might just well as not
| have one while he was about it.
! But nothing happened, I'm sorry to
| say, and he got safely 20 the store,
| bought the clothes line, rot even
/ skeezicks bothering him, and it began
to look as tho all the adventure had
| hidden themselves in hole and pulled
/ the hole in after them.
| But all of sudden, when Uncle
! Wiggily was near his hollow stump
bungalow, he heard, down in the grass
/ beside an old stone wall, sad little
voice saying:
| "Oh, dear. I can't climb up. I
never can climb up, and I'll have to
stay down in the deep grass where no
one can see how pretty ! ann
| "Ha! Who is this that seems to be
| in troubleo' asked Uncle Wiggily in
! his kind voice.
| "Oh, / am the crimson rambler
rose was the answer, land l ought
to be climbing up that stone wall to
make it more beautiful with my red
flowers. But I can't climb up because
! its stones are too smooth for me to
get any hold. 1t needs some string or
| rope fastened to the wall so / may
! climb. For I am crimson rambler
rose, and to ramble and climb is my
delight from early morn till late at
night
Then make your heart easy
laughed the bunny rabbit gentleman.
| Climb the stone wall you shall. I'll
put some ropes on it for YOU.
Straightway, then, Uncle Wiggily
put some of Nurse James clothes line
on the stone wall, fastening the
ground ends near the rambler rose,
and at once the pretty flower vine be-
gan climbing up the line, growing
quite fast because it had been on the
ground, hidden in the grass, SO long
"Oh, how glad 1 am that 1 can now
climb and ramole," said the red rose
in the language of flowers. Some day
I'll do you favor, Uncle Wiggily-''
please don't think of that" begged
the bunny. II was glad to help you
| Uncle Wiggily was getting ready to
hop on to his hollow stump bungalow
with the rest of the clothes line for
out from the bushes jumped a big
black bear, who was very cross
"Ah. ha! I have you now!" cried
the bear. You can't get away this
: time!" and with that he grabbed I'm
: Gle Wiggily in his paws and up a tree
he climbed with him.
Up in the top of the tree the bear
held poor Uncle Wiggily in his paws
and claws. saying:
Now you can't get away! I shall
bite your ears for souse and stop you
} pink nose from twinkling."
"Oh. please don't!" begged Uncle
!. I.Wiggily.
L Yes, I shall, tool" growled the
bear.
: mo, you shan't, eitheri" suddenly
who says 1 shan't?" asked the
/, bear in surprise.
II" cried the brave crimson ramb.
t Ter rose. Il am going to climb up the
/ tree and scratch you with my thorn.
until you let my friend Uncle Wiggily
go. Here I comet
And with that the crimson rambler
being a good tree as well as a porch
and stone wall climber, went quickly
l up the tree and scratched that beal
5 on his soft and tender nose until the
3 bear howled:
"Oh, WOW! I'll be good I'll let I'm.
3 Gle Wiggfly goi'' And he did, no
t getting a bit of souse from Uncle Wig
v gily's ears. nor scratching his pinl
/ nose.
So you see, after all, the crimson
5 rambler rose did the bunny a favor
E and if the peach short cake doesn'
s throw cherry stones at the appl,
dumplings I'll tell you next abou
? Uncle Wiggily and Beckie's feathe
: boa.-(Copyright, 1917. by McClur,
Newspaper Syndicate.)