Imperial Valley press., 1923-11-12
Bedtime Stories
Copyright, 1923, by Mcclure
. Newspaper Syndicate
BY HOWARD r. GARIS
UNCLE WTGGILY' SWEET
POTATOES

bungalow, Nurse Jane asked
Uncle Wiggily one morning. as he
hoped into the kitchen. HIS musk
rat lady housekeeper, who was Civ
ing the dishes their bath, looked
up in surprise.
"Of course we have potatoes, -
She answered. You will find some
in q basket behind the pantry
door,"
Uncle Wiggily hoped into the
pantry, but soon he came out
making a funny face.
"Where is the sugar, Nurse
Janc9'' he asked, twinkling his pink
nose.
"What are you up to now?' Miss
Fuzzy Wuzzy wanted to know as
she dried her paws on her apron.
''First you ask for potatoes and
now for sugar. What is the idea.
If | may kindly ask?
81 want to put some sugar on
the potatoes. They aren' t sweet
enough answered the bunny
gentleman.
"Well, of all thingsl" laughed
Nurse Jane. .'If you want SWEET
potatoes why don't you ask for
them, instead of taking other po-
tatoes and putting sugar on them7'
q didn't know you had any
sweet potatoes, said Mr.. Longears.
"Of course we have said
the muskrat lady. "They are in
bag on the second shelf of the
back closet, right next to the tur-
nips and around the corner from the
carrots, just in front Of
"Stop! Stop. | never can re-
member all that!' cried Uncle Wig
gily, holding up his paws. "Would
You please find the sweet potatoes
for me2' he asked, making a low
and polite bow with his pink, twink
ling nose.
an get them for you,' offer
ed Nurse Jane. but what are you
going to do with the sweet pota
toes?'
81 am going to roast them in
L bonfire,' the bunny said. "Some
of the animal boys and girls, who
have no school today, asked me to
give them a little party, and l
thought a sweet potato one at a
camp fire would be jolly, as it is
cold today
81 might have known it!" laugh
Cd Nurse Jane. ''Playing with the
children! Dear me hum SUI dud!'
"Well, perhaps III get an ad-
venture out of it, chuckled the
bunny as Nurse Jane gave him the
sweet potatoes.
Uncle Wiggily built little camp
fire not far from his hollow stump
bungalow, and about it gathered
Sammie and Susie Littletail, the
rabbits, and Jackie and Peetie Bow
Wow, the puppy dog boys.
"When will the sweet potatoes
be roasted, Uncle Wiggily?" bark
cd Jackie.
"Oh, in little while, / think, !"
answered the rabbit, as he-put some
of the potatoes into the hot en-
bers. The sweet potatoes We're.
longer and thinner than white pot
atoes. They were pointed on the
ends and inside they were yellow.
"Will you take my potato out
of the fire for me when it's baked,
Uncle Wiggily?' asked Susie 81 m
afraid | might burn my paws.
81 II take it out for you, kind
ly offered Mr.. Longears.
Then he AMI the children sat
about the blazing camp fire, wait
ing for the sweet potatoes to roast.
"Well, think they must be bak-
ed by this time said the bunny
gentleman after awhile. He had
been hopping about, here and there,
up and down and sideways to keep
the camp fire smoke from getting
up his pink, twinkling nose.
But just as Uncle Wiggily was
getting ready to poke some of the
roasted sweet potatoes from the no;
enbers there was a rustling in the
bushes and out stalked the Bob Cat
"Oh, ho!' snarlcd the Bob Cat
"You are all ready for me, / see! ,
"Who is ready for you?' asked
Uncle Wiggily, while the animal
children began TO feel bit fright
ened. But the. bunny whispered tc
them: "Don t ne afraid. I'll fin
this Bob Cat
"You are ready for mel" grow
led the bad chap. "You and youl
| earsl -
"Before you nibble my ears,
said Uncle Wiggily politely, "wil
you not kindly sit down and have
baked sweet potato?"
eyes" snarled the Bob Cat, 81
will. But no tricks, mind you
And after | eat the sweet potato
III nibble your ears. -
"All right Here's your pot
ato.' cried Uncle Wiggily. Will
that he took one from the hot
fire on pointed stick. Then the
bunny banged the hot, baked sweet
potato right on the soft and tender
nost& Of the Bob Cat, burning him
couch! Wowuch! Wooziel
Wuffl" howled the bad chap as he
felt his nose burning. "Why didn 7
YOU tell me the sweet potatoes were
hot? ~ nc cried.
You ddn t ask me!' laughed
Uncle Wiggily. And with another
howl the Bob Cat ran away to find
an icicle on which to cool his
! burned nose.
I" Now he is olt Of the way we u
have our picnic, Children said
Uncle Wiggily. So be took Out
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