Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1922-03-24
Bedtim g Stories
For Little Ones
Copyright, 1921 by Mcclure
Newspap per Syndicate.
UNCLE WIGGILY AND WAD-
DIES FUN.
BY Howard b, CARTS

wait a minute Uncle Wiggily'
Wait minute" called a voice
one morning, as the rabbit gen
tleman was hopping over the
fields and heading toward the
wood, whore he hoped he might
find an adventure.
"IIa! Yes! It's all right to wait
a minute il that isn't the Fuzzy
Fox or the Bad Bob Gait" thought
the rabbit gentleman sort Of
looking around the corner of his
pink, twinkling nose to see who
had called him.
But it was all right. He need
not have been the least bit afraid,
for it was only Waddie Chuck.
the grounding brother of Woodie.
Waddie was coming along as fast
as his little, short legs would
carry him.
well. Waddie. what is it?"
asked the bunny gentleman with
a smile. Are you coming with me
to do some nibbIing as your bro
ther did yesterday? If you do
hope you nibble the ear Of some
bad chap who is trying to catch
me-"
mo, I am not going to do any
nibbling," answered Waddie. 81
just had my dinner, so l am not
hungry. But | am going to have
some fun when l walk along with
you"
Howl" asked the bunny gen.
tleman. How are you going to
have fun, Waddie?"
Pm going to make believe
play q game of golf" answered
the woodchuck boy with a laugh.
"See, here is my club" and he
picked up one from the ground.
1t was part of a tree branch with
knob on one end, almost like a
real golf club.
And what will you do for a
ball to knock?" asked Uncle Wig
gily. "In playing golf you must
knock little white ball into all
sorts Of places and out again"
This will do very we'll for a
ball." said Waddie, and he picked
up round, white stone. Now for
some fun. Don't you want to
find a club and stone and make
believe play golf, Uncle Wiggily?"
mo, thank you," answered the
bunny rabbit. "Tll watch you have
your fun"
With the tree club over his
shoulder and the stone golf ball
in one paw, Waddie walked along
on his hind legs beside Uncle
Wiggily. Suddenly the little
woodchuck boy put the stone
down on the ground and cried:
"Fore!"
-Four what?" Uncle WiggiIy
wanted to know. Are there four
Foxes or four Wolves chasing
me?"
Neither one!" laughed wad-
die. But you holler fore" when
you're playing golf, SO everybody
will run away before you knock
the ball toward them"
"Oh, that's it; is it?" asked
the bunny. "Well, no one seems
to be in your way. SO go ahead
and knock the white stone golf
ball"
Waddie swung his club and
knocked the ball away over the
field, But no sooner had this
happened than a voice over near
the fence cried:
Hi. there! What are you do
ing?"
And out from under the fence
came Uncle Booster, the old gen.
tleman grounding. He wore a
tall silk hat, like Uncle Wiggily's
but now it had a hole all the
way through it, the hole having
been made by Waddie's golf ball.
"Oh, dear mel" said the little
woodchucll boy. 81 didn't know
you We're there, Uncle Booster.
Didn't you hear me call forev at
your"
Eyes, / did" said Uncle Boost
err, but l thought you meant it
was o'clock, so didn't move.
oh. my hat is spoiled"
Never mind. Waddie must
have some fun" said kind Uncle