Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1920-09-11
Bedtime Stories
For Little Ones
Copyright, 1899. by Mcclure News
paper Syndicate.
UNCLE WICGMY AND THE
CLTOHES LINE.
(By Howard r. CARTS,

well, if that isn't bad luck,
wouldn't say sol" exclaimed Nurse
Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the nice musk
rat lady housekeeper for Uncle
Wiggily, the bunny rabbit gentle
man. ......
whats the matter?" asked Mr.
Longears, as he reached for his
tall, silk hat down off the top OF
the clock, where It was listenins
to the pendulum tick.
"My clothes line has broken and
all the clean things are down in
the dust" said the muskrat lady
II just washed out a few extra
pieces, as / want to take little
trip to Raspberry Grove on Mon
day, and that's why / washed or
Saturday. But dear me! / never
thought I'd have such bad luck as
this!" and Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy hur-
ried out to the yard to pick ul
the fallen clothes.
This is very bad accident for
Nurse Jane" thought Uncle Wig
gily. II think the best l can dc
is to get her new clothes line
one that will not break and cause
SO much trouble" @
So the bunny rabbit gentleman
took his red, white and blue
striped rheumatism crtuch down
out of the pickle basket, where il
was trying to make believe t was
growing into a fern, and away he
hoped from the hollow stump
bungalow. -....
Where are you going?" asked
Nurse Jane, who was just picking
up the last of the fallen clothes.
I'm going to get you a new
line" answered Mr.. Longears. I'll
just hop to the store and be back
in little while" A..
"Oh, you are very kind" said
Miss Fuzzy Wu2zy. But never
again will l wash clothes en- a
Saturday. M'.. .... ......
Uncle Wiggily hoped on and on
over the fields and thfoGgh the
woods, and soon he reached the
store where he bougn. new
clothes line for Nurse Jane. II
was a long. strong .ine and the
monkey doodle gentleman who
sold it to the bunny said:
You could hang all the clothes
in the world on that line and IT
would not break"
I'm glad to hear you say So
spoke the bunny.
Back he hoped through the
woods, and he was about half way
to his hollow stump bungalow
when, all at once, Uncle Wiggily
heard sad little voice saying:
"Oh, dear! l don't know what
I am going to do! Such trouble as
I'm I'M"
"Ha! More trouble!" said the
rabbit uncle. II wonder if her
clothes line is broken. Who are
you and what's the matter ?" asked
the gentleman bunny politely.
81 am Mrs. Skiddle Dee, the ant
lady" was the answer. my little
boy has taken my clothes line to
play at lassoing buffaloes and wild
Indians, and now l have no line
on which to hang my clothes. oh
dear"
"Ht! I can easily help YOU" said
Uncle Wiggily. II have here a
new line Tor Nurse Jane. Hers
broke little while ago. There Is
more line here than she will need.
I'll cut off a piece for you.'
please don't" begged the ant
lady. You see | am SO small and
SO are all my family, and our
clothes are such tiny things that
they would never fit on Nurse
James big line. Thank you just
the same. If youll get me a spare
bit of cobweb, somewhere in the
woods, that will do very nicely as
a line for me-"
Right gladly will I do that"
spoke Uncle Wiggriy. so he found
Mrs. Spin Spider "a lady who spun
cobwebs. and she gave him piece
of her gossamer thread to be used
as clothes line for the ant lady.