Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-06-22

UNCLE WicGiLY AND WONDER.
LAND ALICE.
"Good-by. Nurse Jane! Good-by."
called Uncle Wiggily Longears. the
rabbit gentleman, to Miss Fuzzy Wuzxy.
his muskrat lady h~ousekeeper, one
morning, as he hoped off the front
steps of his hollow stump bungalow,
with his red, white and blue striped
rheumatism crutch folded up inside his
tall silk hat. "Good-by!"
"Good-by, answered Nurse Jane,
a I hope you have a nice adven-
ture."
Thanks, I wish you the same"
answered Uncle Wiggily, and away he
went over the fields and through the
woods. He had not hoped very far,
looking this way and that, before, all
of a sudden, he came to a queer little
place. near an old rail fence. Down in
one corner was a hole, partly UNDER
ground.
"Ha! That's queer" said Uncle Wig
the kind OF al underground house. or
burrow, where I used to live. I wonder
it 1T can be where i made my home be-
fore l moved to the hollow stump
bungalow? / must take a look. Nurse
Jane would like to hear all about it,"
So Uncle wiggily, folding back his
ears In order that they would not get
bent owe and broken, began crawling
down the rabbit hole, for that is what
it really was.
1t was dark inside. but the bunny
uncle did not mind that. being able to
see in the dark. Besides. he could
make his pink nose twinkle when he
wanted to, and this gave almost az
much light as a FREELY.
mo, this ISM the burrow where I
used to live" said Uncle Wiggiiy to
himself, when he had hoped quite a
distance into the hole. But it's very
nice. Perhaps / may have an adventure
here. Who knows?"
And, just as he said that to himself,
Uncle Wiggily saw, lying under q little
the underground house, a small glass
box.
Tia! My adventure begins!" cried
Uncle Wiggily. "Tll open that glass
box and see what is in it."
So the bunny uncle raised the cover.
made Of carrots n cabbage. n on
top. spelled out in pink ~raisins, were
the words:
EAT Me-"
"Ha! That's just what I'll dol" cried
Jolly Uncle Wiggily, and stopping
to think anything might be wrong, the
bunny gentleman ate the cake And
then. all of a sudden, he began to feel
very funny.
"Oh. my :" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily.
II hope that cake didn't belong to my
nephew, Sammie Littletail. or Johnnie
or Billie Bushytail, the squirrel broth
ers. One OF them may have lost 1t out
Of his lunch basket ON his way to
school. I hope it wasn't any of their
cake. But there is surely something
funny about it. for I feel SO very
queer!"
And no wonder!, For Uncle Wiggily
had suddenly begun to grow very large.
His ears grew taller, so that they lifted
his tall silk hat right off his head. His
legs seemed as long as bean poles. and
as for his whiskers and pink. twin
king nose, they seemed so TAR away
from his eyes that he wondered il no
would ever get them near enough to
see to comb the one, or scratch the
other when it felt ticklish.
This Is certainly remarkable. cried
Uncle Wiggily. Il wonder what made
me grow SO large all Of a sudden. Could
it have been the cake which gave me
the indyspepsia?"
1T was the cake!" cried a sudden
and buzzing voice, and, looking around
quito. ut was the cake that made you
grow. big" went on the bad biting
bug, and I put it here for you to eat
What for??" asked the bunny uncle.
puzzled like.
so you would grow so big that you
couldn't get out of this hole" was the
answer. And now you can't! This is
how | have caught you! Ha! Hal"
n he mosquito buzzed q most un-
pleasant laugh.
"Oh, dear!!" thought Uncle wiggily.
Il wonder If I am caught? Can't get
out as 1 got in?"
Quickly he hoped to the front of the
hole. But alas! Likewise sorroWful-
ness! He had grown so big from eat
ing the magical cake that he could not
possibly squeeze out Of the hole
through which he had crawled into the
underground burrow.
Now l have caught you'll" cried the
mosquito. "Since we could not catch
you at % soldier tent or In the
trenches near you hollow stump bum
galow.i I thought Of this way. Now we
have you and Well bite you." and the
big mosquito. who with his bad friends
Uncle Wiggily in a trap. began to play
arbugle tune on his wings to call the
other biting bugs.
oh. cart" thought Uncle Wiggily.
Il guess / am caught! And. I haven't
my talcum powder popgun that shoots
beanbag. bullets!. Oh, II I could only
get out Of here!"
You can get out. Uncle Wiggiiy.'
said q soft little voice down toward the
Of his pink. twinkling nose.
hole by which l came in here. Much
too large! Oh. dear!"
"Here, drink some Of this and you'll
grow small just as I did when I drank
from 1t before l fell into the pool OF
tears" and. to Uncle Wiggiiy's sur
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