Imperial Valley press., 1925-03-17
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD Z. GARTs
Copyright, 1928, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE .WIGGInY PAINTS A
FLOOR

''It certainly is terrible. That 5
what il is! Just terriblcl
Nurse Jane was speaking thus,
and Uncle Wiggily, who was read
ing the morning paper rs he sat in
his easy chair, heard her.
"What s so terrible, janice he
asked, as he saw his muskrat lady
housekeeper looking in the parlor
of the hollow stump bungalow.
This floor, she answered. 1t
needs painting. You and | have
scratched it very badly with our
paw nails, running in to sea what =
on the radio, Tie floor is q dis
grace! 1t makes even the nice new
oriental rug look shabby
"Well, | IN glad it isn't any
thing worse than floor that leeds
pairting,7 said the bunny gentle
man with a laugh. AT first l
thought when you spoke of some
thing terrible, that the Skillery
Scalierv Alligator was after YOU.
mot quite as bad as that! >
spoke Nurse Jane. But do you
really think you can paint the
! floor?'
II know l can, answcr1d Tn
clc Wiggily, confident like, and
twinkling his pink nose most gem
erouslv where Nurse Jan" could
see him do the trick.
Once Mr.. Longears had anything
to do, like painting floor or solv-
ing Il crossword puzzle he got right
a. it. So he lost no time in putting
on his hat, and, taking hls red,
white and blue striped rheumatism
erutch, i'll case he might need it.
he hepped TO the fifteen and six
teen cent sore to get some paint.
"What color do YOU want? ask
ed the dog gentleman, who kept
the shop.
Floor color" answered the bum
! ny.
Floor color!" barked Tie dog.
"What color is that? Some folks
want red floors, some blue and some
! PINK. Now which is tired, green,
blue, yellow or purpleo''
"Yes,' answered Uncle WiGgily.
'That will DO. -
"But which one? Which once
barked the dog. "Oh, you make
me so nervous!
"IIa! That S a good eolor!'' cried
! Uncle Wiggily. "Give me a nervous
/ color for the floor. -
.'Wcli, YOU are the limit.' bark
ed the dog. SO he mixed a lot OF
red, green, yellow, purple and pink
paint together and gave ii 10 the
rabbit
".Oh, what lovely shadc.' cried
i Nurse Jane when, 4 little later,
! Uncle Wiggilv began to paint the
floor. ~ nat color do YOU call
it?'
"Nervous, answered the bunny
gentleman.
How odd!" laughed Miss I'uzzy
Wuzzy.
! Uncle WiggiIy continued to paint
the floor. Now he should have be-
gun al one side and worked his
way back until he reached q door.
out of which he could have gone.
/ But, instead, lie painted on AL sides
of the room, one after the other,
and the first thiag he knew he
was on sort of little island of I'M
rainted floor, while all abou, him
was wet, sticky paint.
''Ho! Ho. Now | hacc done 1t!
laughed the rabbit. I'm have to
stay on this imprinted isl1Ad OF
floor until the other part dr.es 50
can walk across i. Oh, well, no
mattur. l shall have a rest.
SO he rested himself on the un-
paintcd island, waiting for the
rainted part to dry, and. while he
was there. into the bungalow popped
tho Bob Ca. BY this time Uncle
WiCgily had fallen asleep. =.
:. Now s my chance to got him
whispcrcd the Bob Cat, curling his
wbiskers. The Bob Cat didn I know
anything about paint, 50 he stepped
right on the fresh part OF the floor.
Then his paws stuck fast IN the
sticky paint. -,
! .Uh, WOW, Wow! Bowzlo VOW.
howlcd the Bob Cat. He tried TO
pull his paws loose, but the pant
held them fast. Then Uncle Wig
gilv awakened and loudly cried for
the Police Dog, who came with some
turpentine, which loosened the Bob
Cats paws Then the bad chan was
taken off to Jail, anil maybe he
there yet.
After a while the paint dried
Uncle Wiggily finished tn" little
island ana backed out Of ,he room
,,,J ,Lnn bn aild Nurse Jane went
to the movies and had Jolly good
laugh. And if the ice pick docsn
pull the whiskcrs out Of the dusting
brush to max, ticker for the
gold fish, IN tell you next about
Cnclc Wiggily's rheumatism crutch
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