Imperial Valley press., 1923-11-27
Bedtime Stories
Copyright, 1928, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
BY HOWARD B. GARlS
UNCLE WTGGILY AND THE
FLYAWAY LEAF
BY HOWA.

'Oh, Uncle WlggllV, day attcf
tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and we
ought to have the house decorated
up BIZ
CAS- to how9 asked Uncle Wig.
gily, speaking like moving picture
actor, because his pink nose was
twinkling very fast just then.
| "Wcn, think it would look
beautiful decorated with autumn
! leaves" " went on the muskrat lady.
"True, it is 4 little late for the
lest leaves, bu7 | think YOU may be
able to find 4 few that are color
ed red, purple, golden and brown. -,
u shall do my best, Nurse
Jane, answered the bunny, with .
low and polite bow of his flippity
/ tloppitv ears. "Off to the woods
shall go aud bring you back some
leaves to decorate the hollow stump
! bungalow for Thanksgiving.
No sooner said than done, as you
may have read in story books. The
bunny gentleman went hopping
| across the fields and through the
woods to I, grove of trees which, as
he well remembered, had been GOV,
| cred with the most beautiful leaves
g few weeks before.
But, oh, dear! BY this time Jack
Frost and the North Wind had
| taken nearly every leaf off the
:rees, and there were only bare
branches tossing to and fro, like
fairy arms waving to the sky.
n
were some wonderful brown and
| glossy leaves, for an eak tree holds
its leaves longer through the win
ter than do most trees.
~ shall pick some brown leaves
for Nurse Jane, anyhow thought
Uncle Wiggily.' So he gathered
several of these and then, looking
down on the ground, he saw some
red leaves, some purple ones and
some of golden yellow. These had
/ fallen from the maple trees.
"Well,' SAID the bunny rabbit
gentleman to himself, off l can t
pick colored leaves off the trees /
can pick them off the ground
and this he did.
| Uncle Wiggily gathered red
leaves, purple leaves and golden
leaves and these, with the brown
ones from the oak tree, made i
beautiful garlsnd for the bungalow.
| All of sudden, though, as the
rabbit stopped to pick up leaf
that was crimson and yellow, puff
of wind blew it away from his paws.
| "Ah, you are little flyawav
ieaf!' laughed the bunny. "You
want me to chase you and play tag
with you it seems! All right, l Il
do III"
So Uncle Wiggily skipped afte"
the runaway leaf, that was colorcd
crimson and Wellow. And, being Il
good hopper, as mos rabbits are.
Mr.. Longears soon caught the flv-
away leaf and placed it with the
others.
Now to hop home to Nurse Jane,
and help her decorate the bunga-
low for Thanksgiving, said the
bunny gentleman to himself as he
| twinkled his pink nose once more.
On and on lie hopped with his
crimson leaves, his golden browl
leaves. On a1d on, over the fields
ard through the woods, the wind
blowing on his whiskers
just as the Lunnv gentleman was
hopping over big stone, all of a
sudden, from the other side OF the
rock popped out the Bob Cat with
his silly little tail and the tasscls
on his ears.
Good day to you, Uncle Wig
gily." barked the Bob Cat.
"Good day. Bad day | guess
you mean,' said the bunny gentle
man, beginning to feel bit nervous.
"Well, a good day for me, perhaps
bad one for you.' laughed the
Bob Cat. - am going to nibble
you.
Dear mel" thought Uncle Wig
gily. "How can l stop him? ?' Then
he felt d puff of wind on his pink
nose, the bunny rabbit did and he
thought of the flyaway leaf he had
chased.
Suddenly letting go Of a golden
leaf be held Uncle WiggiIy let the
wind blow it along the ground and
then the rabbit cried
"Oh, Mr.. Bob Cat, before you
ibble me would you please run af-
ter THAI flyaway leaf and bring it
back. It's for Nurse Jane to dec
crate the housa.
"All right. ! II get that leaf and
then II nibbIc your ears! 80 snarleI
;he bad chap. On and on he ran
after the flyaway leaf, which the
wind blew ahead Of him. The Bob
Cat had to run very fast to catch
the leaf. Ana 10 sooner had he
anded it to rncle Wiggily than
( tie bunny let 90 of red leaf
which the wind blew away.
"Oh, Nh Bob Cat, before you
tibblc me, please chase after that
lcaf!" begged the rabbit. lit 5
for Nurse Jane
"All right, IL; it's the last one
Ill chase for you." snarcd the
bad chap.
81 hope it is chucklcd Uncle
Wiggily. And il was, for the
wind made such q flyaway Of the
red leaf that the Bob Cat had to
run two miles after it. And while
the Bob Ca. was chasing the leaf
Uncle Wiggily ran safely home to
tie bungalow and Nurse Jane with
the other leaves.
ooh, how beautiful" murmurel