Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1922-02-27

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"Oh, all right, mother ! won't
beat the drum any more" said
Sammie, though he was very anX-
ious to pretend he was soldier
and was marching on parade.
only | can't go outside and beat
it" he added.
why not?" his mother asked
him.
"Cause why it's raining, and If
the head of my drum gets wet it
will turn all soft and can't
make rub-a-dubd sound
Mrs. Bittletail didn't say she
wished the head of Sammie's drum
would get as soft as boiled pota-
to, so he couldn't beat it any more.
But / believe she did wish Santa
Claus had brought Sammie a book
or something like that, which
wouldn't make noises when she
had a headache.
OF course Sammie had a book,
and he sat down to read it when
his mother asked him to stop beat
ing the drum. But all the while
the rabbit boy wished he had a
place where he could make the
sticks bounce up and down on the
skin head of his drum.
"Only I can't go out in the rain
and do it," he said. IF / only
had some place"
Suddenly Sammie had an idea.
9TH go over to Uncle Wiggily's!'
thought the rabbit boy. HE won't
mind a drum being beaten. I'll
put on my rubber coat and my
rubber boots and go out in the
rain. I'll keep my drum under
my rubber coat and the rain will
do 1t no harm"
No sooner said than done. Sam
ME whispered to his mother where
he was going, kissed her gently,
saying he hoped her headache
would be all gone when he came
back, and out into the storm he
went. Being a rabbit boy, he did |
not mind the cold rain, for, under
his rubber garment he had warm
fur coat.
"Oh, Uncle Wiggilyw cried |
Sammie, as he reached the hollow
stump bungalow of the bunny un-
Gle. "Such fun as we'll have! !
came over, in all the rain. and
brought my"
"sush! Quiet, sammie! Don't
make a sound!" whispered Uncle
Wiggily, with his paws to his lips
as he opened the door. Come in,
but keep very quiet 1 must go
see If you awakened her by ring
ing the bell"
whats the matter?" asked
Sammie, wondering why Uncle
Wiggily was so mysteriously quiet.
The bunny uncle. without an
swering, motioned for Sammie to
come inside, which the rabbit boy
did, with his drum still under his
rubber coat. Uncle Wiggily went
down the hall on his tiptoes. He
came back with his paw still to his
lips and said:
TITS all right! She's asleep!
You didn't awaken her, but we
must keep very quiet!"
WHY" whispered Sammie.
because Nurse Jane Fuzzy
Wuzzy, my muskrat lady house
keeper, is lying down with head
ache" answered Uncle Wiggily.
That's why l didn't go out adj
today. Let's sit quietly
down, Sammie, and think"
Poor Sammie didn't know what
to dol He was so anxious to beat
his drum, and he had been so sure
Uncle Wiggily would let him, And
now he hardly dared take the
drum out from under his rubber
coat
Uncle Wiggily was just going to
sit down and whisper to Sammie
when, all at once, the bunny start
ed down the hall again.
81 think l hear Nurse Jane call
ing" he said.
He had no sooner gone than, all ,
Of sudden, Sammie looked from
the window, and he saw the Fuzzy
Fox sneaking up to creep in the I
and nibble Uncle Wig I
gily's ears.
Here's where scare that Foxw
thought Sammie. Quickly taking /
out his drum from under his coat,
he beat q loud rub-a- dub-dub!
ooh, me! oh, my" howled the !
Fox. 81 didn't know Uncle Wig ,
gily had soldiers in his bungalow! I
I'd better run before they shoot :
met" And away he ran. Uncle
came out of Nurse James 7
room, $
''Who beat the drum p" asked
he bunny.
II did," Sammie answered. at
was the only way to drive away I
the Fox. I'm sorry if l hurt Nurse +
James head, but"
"Oh, my head is all better!" :
laughed the muskrat lady, coming !
into the hall. Beat your drum
as much as you like, Sammie." $
And Sammie did. d
So, after ALL you see, the rab-
bit boy had good time, and If the :
little dog doesn't wag his tail so 4
hard that he turns a somersault
and makes the stove poker laugh 7
IN the alarm clocks face, I'll tell
you next about Uncle Wiggily and b
Suse's needle.