Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-01-13

all here. He only needs to come
to paste the paper on the wall"
"You said everything is here ."
asked Uncle Wiggily twinkling his
nose in a funny way.
"Yes-paste, paper and every
| thing" answered Miss Fuzzy Wu2Zy.
"Then there is no need for me to
go find Smiling Sam" exclaimed
Uncle Wiggily, beginning to take
off his tall silk hat and his coat.
why not?" Nurse Jane wanted
to know.
Because I am going to paste
that paper on the sitting room wall
myself bravely exclaimed the
bunny gentleman. Smiling Sam
may mean all right, but when he
is too busy to come, as he prom
Used, there is no reason for the
room being without paper. III
stick it on myself
Not on youFSelf!' gasped Nurse
Jane.
II mean on the wall" explained
Uncle Wiggily
"You can't" said the muskrat
lady.
"Just watch me, if You please, y
spoke Uncle Wiggily, with a funny
little twinkle of his pink nose.
No sooner said than done. y
little later, with an old apron
pinned around his neck, and his
sleeves rolled up, Uncle Wiggily
was busy in the sitting room with
the paste, paper, brushes, ladders
and whatever else is needed to do
decorating.
"I.ct me see, now" said the bun
ny gentleman to himself as he
dabhcd the brush around in the
sticky paste, should | put the
paper on in stripes running up and
down, or around and around like
on n stick of peppermint candy
The bunny gentleman couldn't
remember, so he looked in the next
room and found the wall paper
stripes running up and down.
THE rest is easy" said Mr.. Long
ears. So he opened roll of paper
which looked like a garden filled
with cabbage roses, and he began
to spread on the paste; first OF
course, putting paper out flat on
the little table Smiling Sam, the
monkey gentleman, had left.
81 must put on lots Of paste so
the paper will stick on the wall,
thought Uncle Wiggily. He dipped
his brush in the sticky stuff again,
spread on more paste, and then
he climbed up the ladder, holding
the long piece of sticky paper up
as high as he could, so he wouldn't
step on it with his hind paws.
II hope nothing happens.' said
Uncle Wiggilv hardly daring to
twinkle his pink nose.
But something did happen! When
he was half way mp the ladder he
on the trailing length OF
paste-covered paper.
ooh. my" cried the bunny. His
paw slipped on the sticky, Shiny
paper and down he fell!
"Clatter! Bang! Bunk!' Uncle
Wiggily fell down the ladder. over
and over the bunny gentleman
rolled on the floor, over and over
inside the sticky paper until only
his pink nose stuck out.
Faster and faster, over and over,
around and around rolled Uncle
Wiggily inside the paStY paper, un-
til he landed in a corner of the
room, all wrapped up like parcel
from the store.
"Do YOU want any help?' asked
Nurse Jane, opening the door and
lock rig in.
Yes, if YOU please" answered
Uncle Wiggily. and his voice SEEM
ed to come from away down cellar,
so muffled was he in the paper. u
want YOU to help me out of this
sticky mess, Nurse Jane. and then
we'll wait for Smiling Sam to fin
ish decorating the room. I'm
through"
Well. I wish you could have seen !
the bunny when Nurse Jane UNI
rolled him and helped him up. NO, |
perhaps it's just as we'll you didn |
see him. Mr.. LOngears was a sal |
sight! But Nurse Jane helped him
wash off the paste, and the next |
day Smiling Sam came. lie dldn
fail off the ladder, and soon mad
the room papcred. And if the fire
shovel doesn't take n lump of coal
to school to give the blackboard a
white mark. I'll tell you next about
Uncle Wiggily and Floppys house.