Imperial Valley press., 1924-10-21
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD e. GARIS
Copyright, 1928, py Mcclure
Newspaper SyndicaJe
UNCLE wIGGILY AND BUNNY
BURNS


al suppose l might as well hop
to the woods and look for an adj
venture, said Uncle Wiggily when
he had skipped three times around
his bungalow. cit will be bit
cooler there, | hope. But, anyhow,
Il can take some lemonade, ice
cream and a bottle of ice water
with me. That viii, help some.
1t is too hot to stay here.
So he packed some cracked Ice in
pail, and in the ice he put Il
cup filled with ice cream. :; bottle
of water and little pitcher of
lemonade.
"'Well, l must sit down and cool
off bit! | can t hop another hop,
said Uncle Wiggily TO himself after
he had gone a little way through
the woods. He reached shady
place near L spring of water, that
bubbled up amid the green, mossy
rocks.
Il II paddle my feet in the spring
and eat some ice cream, said the
bunny ''Oh, how wonderful this
isl he murmured a little later, is
he daintily ate the frozen cream
and slipped the cooling lemonade
which he took from his icy pail.
The rabbit gentleman was eating
the last of the cream and he was
SAYING: "How fine | feel NOW, :
when he heard sad lit;le voice
SAYING:
How unhappy we are! Such
trouble as we are in!'
Dear me! This is too bad!'
exclaimed Uncle WiggiIy, looking
around. "lt is no fun to be happy
when some one else is sad. Who
are you and what is the trouble? 20
he asknl, for he saw no one.
We are two butterflies, WAS
the answer, and we are caught
fast in IN old cobweb. so that we
can no longer fly in the bright
and sip honey from the
flowers.
THAT certainly is too bad! eX-
claimed the rabbit gentleman. ''Can
you flutter your wings a bit now,
so l may see where you are caught
in tho cobweb? Then II help you
get loose
Look this WAY, cried the see
ond of the sad voices. Uncle Wig
gily saw flash of red and gold
amid the leaves of a bush, and, |
hopping over there, ho beheld the
two butterflies, caught in IN old
cobweb, the spider having moved
to a new apartment.
The cobweb was very easy for
Uncle Wiggily to break, though it
Was too strong for the butterflies.
and the rabbit gentleman soon set
free the two beautiful insects,
with their wings of red and gold.
THANK you," gently murmurcd
one. "Thank you, Uncle Wiggi-
". Now we must fly away to get
sweet honey from the flowers. -
The other fluttered its wings and
said: Eyes, we are very hungry. -
"'WOuld you like a little sweet,
melted ice cream juice?' "sked
the bunny. Il have some left in
my dish"
The butterflies were very glad to
zip a little of the melted ice cream,
which was sweet, like honey, and
hen they took a drink of ice wa
.er.
"My, it is getting hotter and
lotter, and l have nothing left
With which to keep COOL" said I'm
lie Wiggily, as the sun rose high
r in the sky.
eve win cool you, Uncle Wig
yilv,'' murmured the butterflies.
Thev perched ON each of his should
RS. the butterflies did. and moyed
heir large wings like fans, max
ug a breeze and cooling the rab
iii. Uncle Wiggiiv walked through
he woods with the fanning butter
lies on each shoulder.
"Oh now L am fine and cool. -
&c cried.
- wish was!" suddenly spoke
sad voice. Il burned myself
,laying at bonfire, and, oh, how
lOt NV burn IS. On! dear!
Uncle Wiggily saw Baby Bunty,
The little rabbit girl, blowing on
her burned paw, which she had
held too near bonfire.
"Buuty, you should never play
with firc!' he told her. And when
she promised she never would again
the two butterflies pcrched them
selves on Bunty's burned paw and
faHnad it gently, making a cool
breeze, which took the singing
pain from the burn. Soon Bunty
went to sleep and when she awak-
cncd her pain was all gone.
So the butterflies cooled the rab.
bit gentleman and the little bun
ny glrl, which teaches US that even
beautiful things may be of some
use in this world.