The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-03-25
ADVENTURES
Of the TWINS

The burglar alarm over the tub in
Scrub-Up Land went "Brrr! Brrr!
rinklc. tinklc. tinkle, BRIT"
Hubadub jumped.
"Hcy, Mister March lIare!" he
called sharply. Come back! Some
ones trying to sneak off without: get
ting spring-clcaned."
'You don't say sol" exclaimed the
March Hare. who was just about to
leave with the Twins in search of
some more Meadow people to scrub
up SO they could go to the Land
MISUNDERSTANDING.
Spring was getting very near. now,
and there were still ever SO many Of
them not finished.
"Whose number is it," said the
March Hare. looking over his spec
taclcs at the little clock-shapcd affair
that told you whose house was being
robbed--or at least whose front door
was being opened without the fairy
man knowing about it.
81 think it says 'Pricklcs Porcu-
pine he remarked. "Come. Nick,
and tell me whose burglar alarm is
ringing. There it goes again. !
can't see very we'll"
cts Pricklcs Porcupinc," said
Nick.
"Pricklcs Porcupine!' cried Mister
Rubadub and the March Hare to-
gether in none too pleased voice, or
rather none too pleased voices.
They both were thinking the same
thing-that Of all the people they
had to barber. or bring to be bar
bcred. Prickles was the very worst.
Indeed he was just about as dreadful
as anyone could possibly be.
: Prickles appears to be just as soft
and pleasant as lamb to look at.
His long brown hair lies down so flat
and slick against his sides, that you
never would dream that right under
1t is whole coat Of daGgcrs.
Yes. sir! Stiff, sharp. spiny dag
gers! They grow out of his skin. too.
like the brown hair. but oh. how
different.
And if anything displcascs his
Royal Porcupnc. he just gives his
skin jerk and up 20 all his little
quill daggers until. instead Of little
lamb, he looks like battleship with
a thousand guns sticking. out al.
over.
And thcn. woe bctidc anybody who
comes near enough to touch him!
liz JASk EiNCS uiS ld!t u SlAU YAH
sticking full of jaggers just like the
rest of his bristling body) and whom
ever he touches gets a lot Of jaggers
stuck into him and they won't come
out!
So no wonder that Mister Rubadub
and the March Hare were look;n. as
though the world had turned a
somcrsault.
"He ought to be spring-clcancd.'
said Rubadub. "Why don't YOU ca
and get him. Mister Harc?"
The March Hare rubbed his nose
tcnderly.
II was just wondering" he said
slowly. "if he's so very dirty. II hc
really needs spring cleaning!"
well get him." said Nick. "Nanc,
and | can get him in two minutes
He'll come for us. I'm sure. And
Mister Rubadub can barber him."
1t was Rubadub's tu-l to look
thoughtful.
II wonder If he is so very dirty p
he unused. ut might be that he
didn't get so very dirty this wintc,
after all. Maybe if he goes to thu
MISUNDERSTANDING, he'll
get caught in shower. That woulc
wash him off and he would do fol
another year.
"Why Mister Rubadub! and Mistc
Hare!" said Nancy in shocked
voice. II do believe you two ar,
afraid Of Prickles Porcupine!"
Mister Rubadub began to fus.
about busily. afraid! No sucl
thing! But there isn't bit of US,
trying to catch him now. It's quit,
! ten minutes since the alarm rang"
"Not the least Bit" the Marcel
Hare assured them. ut would be
| waste Of time!"
Weren't they the old scalawag
| though!
Ito Be COntinucd.)
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