Imperial Valley press., 1922-05-17
Bedtime Stories
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE BAG
BIRD
Copyright. 1922, by Mcclure News
paper Syndicate)
R, lIONARD z GARIS

BIRD
! Copyright. 1922, by Mcclure News
paper Syndicate)
BY HOWARD r. GARIS
"Well what is it going to be today
Nurse Jane?' asked Uncle Wiggily
Longears one morning, as he paused on
the front porch of his hollow stump
bungalow.
"What is what going to be " asked
the muskrat lady housekeeper. cit
you mean what is the weather going
to be l don t know, so don't ask me-
If you think you had better take an
umbrella, please do so, and don t blame
me if you don I and it shOwers!'
"My! My! That Is quite lot of
talk!" laughed Uncle Wiggily. 81
meant, jamie, my dear. what may / have
the pleasure of bringing you from the
five and ten cent store today, after
finish my adventuring,
"Oh. see what you mean,' spoke
Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy. "Well, i don It
need anything from the sfive and ten.
But if you would stop at,the three and
four cent store You might bging lne
some sugar"
~ II do that, promised Uncle Wig
gily, with q low and polite bow of his
soft cap. This time he didn 7 drop out
any diamond rings and the Blue Heron
did ,fApt need TO fisk pp the, jewel. /!
THAT is tile stoiy n; told iyon f1ast
night, if you will Kindly Remember. :
Off hoped the bunny rabbit gentle.
man, hoping to have an adventure and,
at the same time, get the sugar for
Nurse Jane. AS Uncle Wiggily was
passing beneath a tree, all of sudden
he heard the voices of birds in the air
over his head and then, all of quick
ness, something fell on top of the soft
cap he wore instead of his tall silk hat.
"Hum!" thought the bunny. "Can
it be that some one is dropping flowers
ON mes' Y
cap, which was still on his head, tiny
little bird.
Peep! Peep! Peep" twittered the
little bird.
"Oh, where is my little Peepera"
cried mother bird, flying down from
the tree under which the bunny stood.
Have you seen him Have you seen
my Peeper?' she asked of Uncle Wig
gily. "He fell out of our hanging nest
just now, but I don't see him on the
ground. Oh, Pepper, where are yOus'
sang the mother bird.
Perhaps this is Peepera" asked
Uncle Wiggily. holding the tiny little
bird out in his paw.
"Oh; yes that is my Peeper!" cried
the mother bird. "Where did you get
hims''
He fell on top of my soft cap," an.
swered the bunny. 81 am glad /
WASH Z wearing my tall silk hat, which
is rather hard. But how did pepper
fall, and from whereof
he fell out of our hanging nest, !"
answered the mother bird. ~ am a
Baltimore oriole," she went on, "and
we birds make our nests like hanging
bag. You might call us bag birds,
suppose"
1t is not so pretty name as
Oriole," said the bunny. "But pro.
ceed-which means go on,' he added
politely.
We'll, Peeper and his little sister
Twitter were playing in the hanging
nest-skylarking, you might call it, -
said Mrs. Oriole, "when pepper fell
out. Oh, how frightened 1 wasl"
SO was i" said pepper, "when /
found ] was falling. For ] can't fly
very well yet" he explained to Uncle
Wiggily. but when / fell on your
cap | knew ! was all right"
. IN glad of that said the bunny
uncle. He opened his paw and pepper
managed to fly back up to the hanging
nest, which, as Uncle Wiggily could
see, was just like bag dangling from
a branch of the tree.
The mother bird thanked Uncle Wig
gily, who hoped on TO the store to
get the sugar for Nurse Jane. And