Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1920-11-29
Bedtime Stories
For Little Ones
Copyright, 1920, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.)
UNCLE WIGGnY'S PLUM
PUDDING.
(By Howard II. Garis.)


what are you going to do to-
day. Uncle Wiggily?" asked Nurse
Jane Fuzzy. Wuzzy, the muskrat
lady housekeeper of the bunny
rabbit gentleman, not long after
Thanksgiving
well, Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy." spoke
Uncle Wiggily, as he looked at his
pink, tWinkling nose in the shiny
back of his watch, Il was going
out to search for an adventure. !
stayed in the last two days, you
remember, once to give the celery
to the squirrel boys, and the other
time to pass over the cranberries
to Susie, the rabbit girl. But still
if you want me to remain in now
I'll do it." and Uncle Wiggily
started to take off his tall, silk
hat, and to put away his red, white
and blue striped rheumatism
crutch.
"Oh, not for the world" cried
Nurse Jane. II want you TO go
out and have a nice. adventure,
Wiggy." And she looked at him
affeetionary like, not to say mo-
lasses taffy. what ] was going
to say was, that if you did go out
you could take the extra plum
pudding to Grandfather Goosey
Grander."
ooh, yes, will do that right
gladly" spoke Uncle Wiggily.
where is the pink plum pudding
that Peter Poper picked|' he
asked.
ooh, it isn't at all like the peck
of prickly peppers that Peter Piper
pickedv laughed Nurse Jane. THE
plum pudding isn't pink, either. 1t
is more of purple color. We had
two for Thanksgiving, you know"
Eyes, indeed, | know that" said
Uncle Wiggily. And well he might,
for he had helped to make one.
1t was this way:
As Nurse Jane was getting ready
for the Thanksgiving dinner in the
hollow stump bungalow a few days
before, Uncle Wiggily had come
out into the kitchen and asked IL
he couldn't help.
well, you might try your paw
at a plum pudding" said Miss
Fuzzy Wu2zy
SO Uncle Wiggily had made one,
reading the directions from a reel
pc book that told just what to do.
Then Nurse Jane forgot all about
the plum pudding the bunny gen.
tleman had made, and she baked
another, which had been partly
eaten at Thanksgiving. This left
one plum pudding over.
And you might as well take
your plum pudding to Grandpa
Goosey Gander," said Nurse Jane
to Uncle Wiggily. Almost half
of my pudding is left yet"
"Grandpa Goosey will be glad to
get my pudding spoke Uncle Wig
gily, "and / may have an adven-
ture taking it to him.
well the bunny gentleman did
have an adventure, and I'll tell you
about it. Nurse Jane put the extra
plum pudding in a pail for Uncle
Wiggily, who soon started out over
the fields and through the woods.
1t had been showing a little and
the ground was white, so that I'm
Gle Wiggilys paws and his red,
white and blue striped rheumatism
crutch made funny little marks.
"If the bad old Black Bushy
Bear, or the Fuzzy Fox, came along
now they could easily tell where
l am by my tracks" said Uncle
Wiggily, stopping near sassafras
bush to look back over the fields
And, all of q sudden, a grillery-
growlery voice gurgled:
"Ha! l don't need to see your
tracks in the snow to find you!
have you now" And with that out
popped the Fuzzy Fox.
what have you in that pall?'
snarled the Fox, looking at the one
hanging on Uncle Wiggily's paw
iIf that is sauce, or gravy, I'll take
a taste of it before ] nip you. Here,
give it to mel" and, most impo-
lite1y, the Fox grabbed the pail.
"That isn't sauce, or gravy said
Uncle Wiggily. 1T is plum pud-
ding and ~.
plum pudding! All the better!
howled the Fox. He snatched of
the cover, lifted out the pudding
and took a big bite. Then he gave
a loud howl and yowl and, clap
ping his paw to his jaw, he danced
on his hind legs.
whats the matter?'' asked I'm
Gle Wiggily.
"Matter?" asked the Fox, as he
howled louder than ever and
danced around on his hind legs
uDo Won call that plum pudding?