Imperial Valley press., 1922-04-22
Bedtime Stories
UNCLE wIaGILY AND THE LEAKY
Copyright, 1922, by Mcclure News
paper Syndicate)
BY HOWARD r. GARIS

paper Syndicatc)
BY HOWARD r. GARIS
The Fuzzy Fox and the Woozie Wolf
! glared at one another from the door
ways of their dens, which were side by
side in the woods.
s'You re a fine chap, you are,
sneered the Wolf to the Fox, meaning,
of course, just the opposite-that the
Fox WASH t fine at all 81 thought you
were going to catch Uncle Wiggily, by
pretending to be Tinker, so we could
nibble his earsl'' went on the Wolf.
'sWen, [ was,' the Fox grumbled.
"But how did | know the wind was
going TO blow off my cap so Nurse
Jane saw who | was. 1t WASH t my
fault. You couldn t have done any bet
teri
''I think 1 could, . said the Wolf,
showing his sharp teeth. q You had
your turn at pretending to be a
Tinker, to catch that bunny. This
time II try Only, instead of being
an umbrella mender, I'll be q pot and
pan tinker. I'll walk past the hollow
stump bungalow and III call out:
Pans to mend Wash boilers to
mendi' -
''It sounds all right grumbled the
Fox. But wait aud see what hap
pens. -
Anyhow, IN going to try,' spoke
the Wolf. 'We must get ears to nib
bic or we II starve. -
Thus the two bad chaps talked to-
gether as to how they might catch
Uncle Wiggily | told you, in the
80 I,c 1, -.
be an Umbrella Tinker, and how the
wind blew off his hat.
-'This time it's my turn!' said the
Wolf, as he set out with an old tin
can, in which he had made fire, so
he could heat irons and solder up
holes in any pans or wash boilers he
might get to fix.
Aren't you going to put on your
old clothes, or pull your cap down over
your face so Uncle Wiggily and Nurse
Jane won t know how2' asked the
Fox, rs he saw the Wolf starting out
"There will be no need to do that, -
answered the Wolf. ''The smoke from
my fire pot viii hide my face so neither
Uncle Wiggily nor Nurse Jane will
know me until ] get inside the bunga-
low. Once there I'll get either one of
them and bring them back here with
me-
"Then we can each nibble their
ears, laughed the Fox. "HaI Hal"
Over the fields and through the
woods ran the bad Wolf with his can
of fire. And as he ran along he cried:
Tin pans to mend Wash boilers
to mend! | fix the holes!"
Now it happened that about this
time Nurse Jane was cooking some po-
tatoes for Uncle Wiggily S dinner, as
the bunny didn't feel very well and
was staying home in the bungalow that
day. And as the potatoes boiled sud
denly there was sputtering sound on
the stove.
.sWhat S that?" asked Uncle Wig
gily
There must be a leak in that PAM"
said the muskratlady.
:" Ha! A leaky panl' cried the bun
ny. :" 1t will give me something to do
to mend it. I'll get bit of lead for
solder, heat the poker and"
Just then outside the bungalow
voice cried:
Pans to mend. Wash boilers to
mendi"
There, Uncle Wiggily!" cried Nurse
Jane. Here s another Tinker. just
the kind to mend the leaky pan. Don t
you try it. Give it to the Tinker y
"All right" agreed the bunny gen.
tleman. 81 win. And I'll watch and
see how he does it so I can do it next
time" Taking the lealy pan in his
paw, Uncle Wiggily went out on the
front stoop. "Here is something to
mend, - he called to the Wolf Tinker.
All, ha! Everything is working
fine thought the Wolf. ''I'n have
better luck than the Fox. I'll catch
Uncle Wiggily.'' He threw some leaves
on the fire in the can to make thick
smoke to hide his face so the bunny
gentleman wouldn t know him.
Please mend the hole in Nurse
James pan, >" asked Uncle Wiggily, and
even though he was close to the Wolf.
the bunny didn t see who the bad an
imal was on account of the smoke.
CAN right II mend the 1eaky
pan!' growled the Wolf speaking as
though he had cold. But he had no
notion of mending the pan. As soon as
ne could get near enough, under cover
OF the smoke, the Wolf intended to
grab Uncle Wiggily and carry him off
to the den in the woods.
But, all of sudden, just as the Wolf
was going to catch the bunny, the wind
blew again. 1t didn t blow off the
Wolf 8 hat, but it blew away the smoke
from the fire, and then the bunny could
see who it was that had come up on
the stoop to mend the heaky pan.
son, the Wolff The Woozie Wolf, ~
cried the bunny. "Oh, Nurse Jane,
they re trying to play another trick"
Out of the bungalow rushed the