The Washington herald., 1920-10-12
Children S Sunrise Stories
By Howard r. Garfs
Copyright 1920. hy Mcclure syndieats.
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE WOOZY WOLF.

There. I've laid them all out,
ready for you to put on in the morn
ing" said Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy
to Uncle wiggily one evening when
lit was almost time to go to bed in
the hollow stump bungalow.
What have you laid out. Miss
I Fuzzy Wuzzy?" asked the bunny
rabbit gentleman, giving his pink
nose a sort of good night twinkle.
| rs il a piece of cherry pie or a bit
OF chocolate cake%'
Neither one. Don't be silly this
time of day" laughed Nurse Jane.
AS if I'd let you eat pie or cake
just before you go to bed. No, in
deed! 1t is your red fannels 1 am
speaking about-your heavy winter
fannels. 1t is time you put them on.
live laid them out by your bed and
you can jump into them the first
thing in the morning"
oh, dearest me-" sighed Uncle
Wigglly in doleful, sorrowful
voice.
why. what's the matter" asked
Nurse Jane. You don't want to
catch cold, do your
NO, Dul uOH want 10 put On
my heavy red fisnnels, either" said
the bunny gentleman. They itch
and tickle me so!"
Nonsense" spoke the muskrat
lady housekeeper you know you
the first thing in the morning, when
it is quite chilly and you'll soon get
used to the tickle and itch"
I-nrla WiopiIv Siohad Shoot.
his ears. but he said nothing. He
knew it would do no good Nurse
Jane had made up her mind about
those red fisnnels and that was all
there was to it.
Uncle Wiggily went to bed Surely
enough. on the chair in his room
were the red fiannels. nicely laid out.
With his paw the bunny gentleman
gently touched them, and he could
not help shuddering a little.
How they will itch and ickle!"
he said. Il mean itch and tickle"
he added quickly. They'll make me
squirm and twiggle. Well, there's
no use worrying about II. I must
put them on in the morning"
Uncle Wiggily went to bed, but he
cid not sleep very well. He dreamed
he was wearing his new suit of red
flannel, and first he would itch on
one shoulder, and then he'd feel a
tickle in the middle of his back.
where he couldn't reach to scratch.
Next he'd feel a sort of tickle-ickle
between his ears. And so, not sleep
ing very soundly. it was no wonder
that when he heard a little noise in
his room he awakened quickly.
By the light of the moon, which
streamed in one window, Uncle Wig
eily saw a shadowy figure moving
about near his bed.
rs that you. Nurse Jane, come to
take away my red fisnnels?" asked
the bunny gentleman. "If it is you,
am very glad, for l can hardly
sleep thinking of them"
mo, this isn't Nurse Jane an
swered gruff and growlery voice,
I'm the woozy Wolf, and / came
here to get you! I'm tired of wait
ing for you in the woods. Besides,
you always manage to fool me and
get away. So I've come here to get
you now"
'Oh. dearest mel" sighed Uncle
Wiggily. 'The Woozy Wolf Is worse
than the red fiannels"
What's this about red fiannels?"
asked the Woozy Wolf as he flashed
his little pocket electric light in the
face of the bunny gentleman who
was sitting up in bed. What about |
red fiannels?
There they are, on the chair"
Uncle Wiggily, pointing
to his "heavies." The woozy Wolf !
looked at them in the light of his
electric fash lamp. and his whisk- |
ers curled in a smile
"Ha! They look nice and warm,
and its getting real cold outsider'
the bad chap. Il think,
before ! carry you of to my dan. !