Imperial Valley press., 1922-07-20
Bedtime Stories
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE SOUR
GRASS
opyright, 1922, by Mcclure News
paper Syndicate
Bv HOWARD Il. GARIS

"Uncle Wiggily! Uncle Wiggilyl
Please don t be in such hurry! :
called Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy to the
bunny rabbit gentleman one morning,
| as she saw him hopping down the front
steps of his hollow stump bungalow.
"What is the matter?'' asked Mr..
Longears, as he turned around SO Miss
Fuzzy Wuzzy could see that his pink
nose was twinkling straight. Are
you coming adventuring with me,
Janie?''
"Thank you--no; ] haven't t time to-
day. answered the muskrat lady
'housekeeper. Il just wanted you to walt
until | could ask you to bring me home
some lemons when you return. Please
bring lemons.
81 WILL" promised ,-ncle Wiggily,
+" Are you going to make pie
/ "'No,' answered Nurse Jane. ''But
some of my animal lady friends are
coming to call this evening and I want
to give them lemonade and cake. So
don t forget the lemons. -
"Ill bring them,' promised the
bunny uncle. Then away he hoped
over the fields and through the woods,
saying over and over to himself, Sc
he would not forget: "Lemons! Lem
ons! Lemons!"
Uncle Wiggily hoped along and
along, looking here and there for ad-
ventures. Perhaps it was too hot for
adventures to be out that day, or it
may have been that Uncle Wiggily
did not look in the right places. AT
any rate, not an adventure did he find.
True he met a lightning bug who
had been shining all night at a bull
frog gentleman s party, and the light
ming bug was so tired it could hardly
fly home, so the bunny Uncle put it i'll
his pocket and carried it. But that
was hardly an adventure.
"What | want is something excit
ing!" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. He
was back near his own bungalow as
he said this, for it was late afternoon,
and nearly time for tea. And, just as
Uncle Wiggily said he d like some.
thing exciting, there was rustling in
the weeds near the old fence.
"Oh, perhaps this is the Woozie Wolf
or the Fuzzy Fox thought the bunny
| But it was only DR.. Possum, who kept
, the drug store.
"Hello, Uncle Wiggily!" cried DIR.
| Possum.
| "Hello, DIR. Possum," said Uncle
Wiggilv. What are you doing i'll the
weeds, looking for more bitter burdock
roots9'
"'Not this time laughed the animal
doctor. "I'm looking for sour grass
and [ have found it. | want to make
| some sour grass tea for Billie Wagtail
| the goat boy, who has been eating
too many sweet things.
| ~ didn t know sour grass grew near
my bungalow said Uncle Wiggily.
''To be sure it does!' declared Dr.
| lPossum. "Look, here is sheep sorrel
i and he pointed to a weed with hgh'
green leaves, something like those OF
the clover or shamrock. And mere
is horse sorrel,'' went on DIR. Possun
lpointing to a plant with larger, am
darker green leaves, shaped somewhat
lire the head of a. spear.
"And are they both sour grasses!
asked Uncle Wiggily.
eyes, - answered DR.. Possum. "Tast'
them and see.
L Uncle Wiggily nibbled little of thu
sheep sorrel, and he made a funny
lpuckery face. Then he tasted the horse
sorrel, and he made a much more funn,
and puckery face.
| "Why do they call one sheep sorre
land the other horse7o asked the bunny
'HIs it because sheep and horses eat thu
sour grasses9'
| HsPcrhaps,i' answered DIR. Possum
- but / think the real reason is becaus'