The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1917-04-20
Bedtime Stories
Uncle Wiggily and Tommie's Top.

We'll, where are you going now?"
ASKED Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the
muskrat lady housekeeper, as she saw
Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit
gentleman, starting out from his hol-
low stump bungalow one morning.
THAT is, if you do not mind telling
me- went on Miss Fuzzy, as l call
her for short
Certainly not" laughed Uncle
Wiggily in his jolly voice, twinkling
his pink nose. Il am going for ride
in my auto"
ITO look for an adventure, 1 sup
pose" went on Miss Wuzzy, 1
sometimes call her for shorter.
Exactly" answered the rabbit gen.
tleman. Il haven't done much auto
riding so far this spring, as the roads
are rather muddy. But it's drier now.
so away l go to see what may happen
to me-
And off Mr.. Longears started il his
automobile, which had bologna sau-
+ sageS for tires, and when he sprinkled
pepper on them they made the ma
chine go much faster.
The rabbit gentleman rode on and
on. aiming himself like a gun, here
there over the fields and thru the
woods. by means of the turnip steer
ing wheel on his auto And when he,
felt hungry he could nibble a bit at
the wheel, turnips being good for rab-
bits to eat.
But tho he rode many miles Uncle
Wiggily did not seem to find an adj
venture, and, feeling rather sad and
lonesome, he turned back again
| toward his bungalow. Thens just as
he was passing the hollow stump
school, where, a few days before, Jim
mic Wibblewobble, the duck boy, had
spoken his queer piece. the rabbit
gentleman heard a voice calling out:
Help! Help Help"
Hal" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. his
pink nose twinkling so fast that it
sent out sparks like a choo-choo en-
CINE going to an uphill dance on a
dark night IF ever 1 heard the
sound of an adventure 1 hear one now.
am just in time
Quickly he stopped his automobile
and listened to the sounds again. Once
more he heard them:
Help! Help! Help! Will no one
help me?"
''of course III help you" said I'm
for, Oh. joy! I have an adventure at
last! Who are you, where are you and
what's the matter?" he asked.
I'm Tommie Kat, the kitten boy"
was the answer, and I'm locked in
the hollow stump school"
Locked in the hollow stump
school?'' cried Uncle Wiggily looking
up at the lesson-building in front of
which he stood. How did that hap
pen? ''
ION account of my top answered
Tomnie.
Your top?" asked the bunny uncle,
more and more than ever surprised
| like and kerslostrated.
Yes, you see I took it out in school,
to show to Billie Bushytail, the squir-
rel boy, and 1 shouldn't ought to have
did i'll mean 1 shouldn't have done
it, said Tommie, speaking more cor
rectly.
ia a DIV aaI1 RI
1 must stay in a little while, and say
over to myself: L must not play with
a top in school, So I said that, only
sometimes I got it twisted and said:
! L must top not with Stay in pool =
''Oh, 1 think that doesn't so much
matter" spoke Uncle Wiggily. But
how did you happen to get locked in ?''
We'll, you see the lady mouse
teacher had to hurry home, and Sc
she left me here, telling me 1 could
go at 4 o'clock. But when that time
came Mr.. Whiskers Rat, the janitor,
not knowing l was in here, locked the
| door and I can't get out" and Tommie
told this to Uncle Wiggily, sticking his
head out of the top story of the hollow
stump school, mean the kittne boy
stuck his head out of the window-not
Uncle Wiggily's.
''Ha! So you are locked in the
school, eh?" asked Uncle Wiggily.
Yes. and L can't get out-boo-hoo'
cried Tommie.
Don't worry about that" said the
bunny. 1T will be a pleasant adven-
ture for me to get you out
And I'll bring my top and string
with me-" said Tommie. II can play
with them out of school,
So Uncle Wiggily found a cellar
window open. and he crawled in thru
that, over the coal pile, down in the
dust bin, where he sneezed and got
covered with chalk blackboard eraser
powder; but he didn't mind that, and
finally he hoped up the stairs, I'M
locked the door and let Tommie out
Thank you, Uncle Wiggily,' said
the kitten boy. I'll do as much for
you some day
well, I guess my school days are
over" laughed the bunny gentleman.
But come on, I'll take you home in
my automobile"
But, alas! When Uncle Wiggily and
Tommie looked at the automobile, all
.he nice, fat puffy logna sausa ge
tires had been eaten off by a hungry
puppy dog, who happened to pass by.
He had chewed off all four tires
And now I can't run the machine, =
sadly said Uncle Wiggily.
"Oh, yes you can't cried Tommie
Il once saw our grocery cat run his
automobile by putting a piece of rope
around the rim of the wheel wher
on with string
But I have no rope or string said
Uncle Wiggily.
1--WE can take the bell rope fror7
the school, said Tommie. "They
won't need it until morning, and, you
can bring another by then
$50 I can agreed Uncle WiggiIy
But what about a string?"
Use the one 1 spin my top with,
said Tommie, aad the bunny did. The
school bell rope, being large and
round, made four fine tires. and or
them Uncle Wiggily easily ran his
automobile home, taking the kitter
boy with him.
So everything came out all right
even tho Tommie did have to stay in
And if the umbrella doesn't go out IL
|, the rain and get its ribs wet, I'll tel
you next of Uncle Wiggily and Joie'S
horn.-(Copyright, 1917, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate-l