Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-06-22
IBedtim g Stories
For Little Ones
Copyright, 1921, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.
UNCLE WIGGILY AND WISPY
WASPY.
BY Howard B. CARTS

WASPY.
There sounded one morning ;
rat-a-tat-tat knock on the door o
the hollow stump bungalow where
Uncle Wiggily Longears lived will
Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, hi
muskrat lady housekeeper.
"PI 60" offered the bunny
gentleman, for Nurse Jane haC
her paws in the dish water
scrubbing the faces of the plate.
and saucers.
who is it?" asked the musk,
rat lady as the bunny opened the
door.
Susie Little tall" answered
Uncle Wiggily. What is it
Susie?" he went on. rs anything
the matter over at your bur-
row? Has sammie fallen down
the well?"
at isn't as bad as that, Uncle
Wiggily," answered Susie with a
school and am going, too, for
these are examination days and
we don't want to miss. But moth
err is home alone with Baby Bun
ty, and she's cross and fretful."
whats that? Your mother
fross and cretful-I mean cross
and fretful?" asked Uncle Wig
gily, for his pink nose twinkled
just then and twisted his words.
mo, it's Baby Bunty!" laugh
ed the little rabbit girl. And
mother sent me to ask if Nurse
Jane could come over and stay
a bit while mother goes to the
store?"
"Ill come over, susie!" offered
Uncle Wiggily. Nurse Jane is
giving the dishes their daily bath.
I'll come over and stay with Baby
Bunty."
ooh, I know Baby Bunty will
like that" exclaimed Susie, clap
ping her paws as she hoped
along to school.
Soon Uncle Wiggily was at the
burrow, or underground house,
for a time with Sammie and
Susie Littletail.
what seems to be the mat
ter?" asked Uncle Wiggily as he
shook paws with Mrs. Littletail.
Hush! Don't let her hear
you" came the whispered answer.
"She has just fallen asleep"
did she fall far?" asked the
bunny, serious like.
Don't make me laughw said
Mrs. Littletail. "You know what
mean. She's asleep now-Baby
Bunty is--and perhaps she'll keep
that way until 1 come back. 1t is
Very good Of you to come over
to stay"
81 like itn' whispered the bunny
gentleman as he sat down beside
Baby Bunty's crib and began to
rock 1t gently. Perhaps l may
have an adventure"
Perhaps" agreed Mrs. Little
tail as she hurried off to the
five and six cent store before all
the diamond dustpans should have
been sold.
Uncle Wiggily sat rocking Baby
Bunty and all of a sudden, a
big bug buzzed in through the
open window.
"Bizz! Buzz! Bazz!" went the
bug.
"Oh, don't let the wispy waspy
bllC litCs I)OIl ltl IllS WlSDy was |
Ply sting mel" cried Baby Bunty
awakening.
Hush! Be quiet!" soothed I'm
Gle Wiggily. "The wasp will not
sting you"
"Oh, yes, he will" howled Bun
ty, and Uncle Wiggily waved his
paw to the wasp, who had flown
in, and said:
81 am sorry to seem impolite,
Wispy Waspy, but Baby Bunty |
is cross and fretful today and |
would you mind going out?"
"Oh, not at ALI" politely buzzed |
the wasp, and out he flew. But
Baby Bunty had been awakened |
and could not get to sleep again. |
She was cross and fretful and |
though Uncle Wiggily did his best |
he could not amuse her. At last |
she closed her eyes and the bun
ny gentleman thought she was
asleep, when, all of a sudden, a |
big fly buzzed in through the open
window and Baby Bunty cried;
THE wispy waspy has come
back"
mo, 1t isn't! This is only a
fly, and though flies are not good |
to have in a house, they don't |
sting!" said the bunny gentle
man..
He shooed out that fly, but
another came in, just as Baby |
Bunty dozed off again, and awak-
ened her.
II see what the trouble is"
spoke Uncle Wiggily. "There |
should be screen netting In this
then the flies couldn't
buzz in. I'll get SCREEN"
But screens were among the
things Mrs. Littletail had gone to
buy, so there was none for the
which had to be kept |
open, as the day was hot.
More flies came in, and mos
quitoes, too, and Baby Bunty was
almost frantic and Uncle Wiggily
in despair when, all Of a sudden,
a voice said:
PERHAPS I can help you"