The Washington herald., 1920-09-03

Well, if that isn't bad luck.
wouldn't say so.' exclaimed Nurse
Jane Fuzzy wuzzy, the nice musk e
rat lady housekecper 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 listening to the
pendulum tick.
MY clothes line has broken, and
all the clean things are down in the
dust" said the muskrat lady. i
just washed out a few extra pieces,
as l want to take a little trip 10
Raspberry Grove on Monday, and
that's why I washed on Saturday.
But dear me. ] never thought I'd
have such bad luck as this. and
Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy hurried out to
the yard to pick up the fallen
clothes.
This is very sad accident for
Nurse Jane" thought Uncle Wigg-
lily. L think the best l can do is
10 get her a new clothes line-onc
that will not break, and cause so
much trouble
So the bunny rabbit gentleman
took his red, white and blue striped
rheumatism CrutCh down out of the
pickle basket, where it was trying
to make believe it 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 new
line" answered Mr.. Longears. "Ill
just hop to the store and be back
in a little while"
oh, you are very kind said
Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy. But never
again will wash clothes on a Sat
urday."
Uncle Wiggily hoped on and on
over the fields and through thg
woods. and soon he reached the
store where he bought a new
clothes line for Nurse Jane. 1t was
long, string line and tho 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 a
sad little voice saying:
"Oh. dearl I don't know what ]
am going to do! Such trouble as
I'm i'm
"Ha, More trouble" said the rab-
bit uncle. Il wonder If her clothes
line is broken. Who are you and
what's the NATTER" asked the gem
tleman bunny politely.
81 am Mrs. Skiddle Dee. the ant
lady" was the answer. MY little
boy has taken my clothes line ia
play at. lassoing buffaloes and wild
Indians, and now I have no line on
which to hang my clothes. oh,
dear
"Ha! I can easily help you" said
Uncle WigGily. "I have here a new
line for Nurse Jane. Hers broke d
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 you'll
get me spare bit of cobweb some
where in the woods. that will do
very nicely as a line for me-"
Right gladly will / do that"
spoke Uncle Wiggily. So he found
Mrs. Spin Spider, a lady who spun
cobwebs, and she gave him a piece
of her gossamer thread to be used
as a clothes line for the ant lady
You are very kind" said Mrs
Skiddle Dee, as she fastened up the
slender thread, and then she hung
up her clothes-sheets, table cloths
and bed spreads - which were as