Imperial Valley press., 1922-11-28
Bedtime Stories
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE
TURKEY


(By Howard II. Garis.)
Uncle Wiggily was about to hol
away from his hollow stump bungalow
one morning when he and Nurse Jane
heard, at the back door, Il voice loudl,
calling:
"Gobble obble- -obble!
"Blcss my pink nose!' exclaimed
Uncle Wiggily. ''What's S that9"
"You might better ask who it is
said Nurse Jane with little shiver
"I think it's Wozzie Wolf or the
Fuzzy Fox!'
"No, it ism t" spoke Uncle Wiggily,
looking from side window. ''Nor yet
is it the busy Bob Cat! 1t S the Turkey
Gobbler!'
"The Turkey Gobbler.' cried Nurse
Jane. alt can t be. He should be over
at the Farmer S getting fat for
Thanksgiving
"Gobble -obble- obble' again sounded
at the back door. There was no doubt
of it now-as Uncle Wiggily opened
the door in walked Mr.. Gobbler.
"Good morning, Uncle Wiggily," :"
cobbled the Gobbler, rs he spread his
tail out like big fan. ''And good
morning to you also, Nurse Jane, >
went on the Turkey. ~ came to see
if you would take boarder in for
| fow days. he went on. ''Have you
room for a boarder?''
What kind of boarder!' asked
Nurse Jane. 81 don't exactly keep a
boarding bungalow, but if it was some
one l knew, and
els speaking for myself said the
GobbIer with low and polite bow.
81 want to come and live with Uncle
| Wiggily q few days.
| ''But what about Thanksgiving?'
cried Nurse Jane. Thursday is
Thanksgiving and"
".That S just the trouble,' said Mr..
| Turkey. ~ want to stay here until
after Thanksgiving. L did think of
spending it at home with the Farmer,
but this morning l heard the cook say
| ing how we'll | would look when
stuffed and on the table, so l decided
TO come away and board out over
Thanksgiving. You II put me up,
won t you, Uncle Wiggily?" begged
! the Turkey.
"Oh, yes I guess so,' answered the
| bunny. "Mr. Turkey may share my
room,' said the bunny to Nurse Jane.
"'Put in an extra bed and he may stay
tuntil after Thanksgiving.
"Irl be safe them said the Cob
bier. "The Farmer will have had his
Thanksgiving dinner and won't care
about stuffing me. Thank you, so
much, Uncle Wiggily., Tn try not to
be any bother. Oh by the way, are
you going to have a Thanksgiving din
ner,' he asked.
eyes" replied Nurse Jane, "we
are"
''Oh then perhaps / have come to
the wrong place" and Mr.. Turkey
turned pale-that is, as pale as a
| Gobbler can turn.
"'Don t worry" laughed Uncle Wig
gily. "We won't cat you or even nib
bic you. We're going to have choc-
olate cake, pudding, cookies and such
like things for our Thanksgiving.
| "Thank goodness murmered the
| Turkey. 81 wish there were more like
YOU. Uncle Wiggily. I'd have more to
be thankful for if there were. But,
ANYHOW, l IN safe for a time. l think
III go up to bed now, if you don t
mind" he said nervous like.
ssWhat! Go to bed in the day time! :
cried the bunny. "Why it is morning
and L just got up"
NsI thank-in fact l feel sure-if 1T s
ali the same to you-l d feel safer III
bed said the Turkey, still rather
pale. .ru
nut an extra bed in Uncle Wiggily 8
room for you.
So the Turkey went to sleep in the
dav time. while Uncle Wiggily hoped
over the fields and through the woods
TO have an adventure. The bdhhy
hopped near the farm Of the Farmer.
Mr.. Loncears saw the cook, the hired
man and the Farmer running about,
very much excited, calling one to the
other:
"Whcre's the Turkey Where Is our
Thanksgiving Turkey
"sBut they aren t asking me, so why
should | tell theml'' chuckled Uncle
Wigeily to himself. And when he had
lbopped back home and had told the
Turkey, the Gobbcr was very thank
full he was in the bunny s bungalow.
That night, when Mr.. Turkey was
sleeping in Uncle Wiggily's room, the
Fuzzy Fox chmcd up outside the
hollow stump bungalow by the ram
water pipe and entered the bunny
bed room.
"Here S where | nibblc some carr
for my Thanksgiving dinner whisp
cred the Fox. He leaned over bed u
the darkness. The Fox thought Uncle
Wiggily was asleep in the bcd-but II
was Mr.. Turkey Gobblcr.
"Nibble- -nibblei went the Fox, tax
ing soft little bites at first But h,
was nibbling at the Turkeys tail, and
all of sudden the big Thanksgiving
bird awakened.
tGobble obble-obble! Gobblc gobble
ObbIel Obble' cried the Turkey
leaping out Of bed, aud with his stront
wings he beat that Fox all over, on hf
body, nose and legs.
.Ouchic! Wouchie!' hcwlcd the Fox
"Oh. ,what II mistake | made!'' an'
out of the window he jumped in th'
darkness, banging his nose on th'
ground.
n.Oh, but | didn [ make any mis-
take. when | took the Turkey in &
spend Thanksgiving.' laughed Uncl,
Wiggily when he heard what had hap