Imperial Valley press., 1925-11-12
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD E. GARIS
Copyright, 1928, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE WIGGILY AND SAM
ME s HORN

Jingle S walking and talking doll
hurried through the woods and along
path. followed by Uncle Wiggily
by Jingle, the little rabbit girl her
self and the old monkey gentleman
who had brought the bag of rags
to the hollow stump bungalow. All
the while the doll called out:
Hurry! Hurry! Hide! Hide be-
fore it is too latc!'
"What shall we hide from7" ask
ed Jingle.
"WHy didn't t you go into my
bungalow ?' Uncle Wiggily wanted
! to know. "You were right in front
! of that.
Il suppose we might have done
500 spoke the walking doll, in her
rEonographic sort of voice. But
Il $ too late now. We had better
so in here. and she turned toward
a l:ttle door in the side of big oak
;rce.
"What place is this asked TIE
/ monkey gentleman.
1T is where l keep my firewood,
answered Mr.. Longears. at 5 my
wood shed and we can easily go
from here into my bungalow, tor
the tree is hollow. But why did
YOU want us all to hurry aud hide,
Miss Matilda Doll?F he asked the
htlle creature, who wlshpered to
Jingle to close the door. "What
were you afraid of?'
Snow" answered the doll.
'OA, my dear Matilda, answer
ed Jingle. You should say no,
slr, or no ma 'am-not just no.
II didn t say no." exclaimed the
doll. - said snow.' 1t is going to
snow. L feel it in my wheels
and springs-that s why / told you
all tc hurry and hide somewhere.
1T is showing now,'' said the
monkey gentleman, looking out
through a knothoIe III the tree, and
then he began to shiver, for being
a monkey, and coming from a tropl-
cal jungle, he did not like cold.
Never mlnd." said Uncle Wig
gily kindly. II II lend you one or
my o!G fur coats. Mr.. monkey, as
soon as We get to my bungalow. |
But what [ can't understand is
how Jingle S last Christmas doll got
III your bag of rags
THE doll must have been lost /
and, by mistake was put into the
rag bag explained the monkey. /
When l bought the bag OF rags,
l bought the uoll also and she 5
been III there ever since.
Yes, L remember now, said jim
g.e. II lent my nice doll to my
SISTER Jangle and she put Matilda to
sleep in the rag bag. Then we for
got about her and mother sold the
rag bag to a tin peddler.
And 1 bought the bag of rags
from the tin peddler and 4 was
bringing the rags TO you, 50 you
could make a rag doll, when L met
Uncle Wiggily and all the rest hap
pcued, SAID the monkey. !
"Well, before anything more
happens, we had better go through /
the honow tree passage into my
bungalow, - suggested uncle Wig 1
gily. "lf winter Is here and 1t
seems it is because it is showing |
you will want to Sit by the fire ana
get warm
"It's showing hard said Jingle,
looking out through Il crack. "Oh.
what tun we II have in the snow"
Uncle Wiggily began counting the !
money in his pockets
why do you DO that:" asked |
the monkey.
II want to see if I have enough ,
TO buy new snow shovel, sald |
the rabbit gentleman. 1t S all right !
L have" he went on, putting the
money back III his pocket. And just !
then there was a knock on the door /
of the woodshed tree and voice /
cried:
LET me in. Let me in, please.
"'Shall l - asked the monkey !
gentleman.
1T may be one of the bad
chaps" warned Jingle.