Imperial Valley press., 1926-06-04
Bedtime Stories
By HOWARD &. CARTS
Copyright, 1926. by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE WIGGILY'S CHALK GUN

Never before had the Lady Nous,
Teacher in the Hollow stump knowt
the animal boys to be SO mischicv
ious. 1t seemed as if some impiSh
spirit was in Jackie and Poetic Bow
Wow. in Johnnie and Billie Bushy
tail. and even in Bully and BawlN
Ne Tail, the frogs who, usually, were
quite good.
"Oh. boys, won't You please be
Eave!' squeaked the Lady Mouse
eachcr. They would be quiet for 2
little while and then Sammic Little.
tail would whisper, or Charlie, tn,
rooster boy, would crow and the
noise would start all over again. il
was OF no Use to threaten to kceI
the bad boys in after school, for
the whole class would have had l.
stay, and The Lady Mouse knew
they would cut up moro than ever.
! Il think shall have to send fol
the Police Dog, thought Mis-
. Mouse at last, for the noise was get
( 'ng worse. And then. to cap the
j climax, as is said sometimes, Pectie
E Bow Wow took some little ends OF
! rhalk sticks from the blackboard
ledge and began throwing them
around the room.
! "Ouch! - cried Susie Littletail, as
hard chalk end hit her pink
and twinkling nose.
"Ouchic, cried Arabelia Chick.
Is piece Of chalk, thrown by John,
ME Bushytail, struck on her comb.
Then it seemed as if every animal
boy ia front of the Lady Mouse
Teacher was throwing chalk ends.
oh. this is drcadful," squcaled
/ Miss Mouse. 'Will one of YOU girls
run for the Police Dog!
And then, all of sudden, a deep
. Voice II the Schoolroom door asked:
"What IS going on here. Why
tins iSn ! school at all, 1t 5 wild
west show. believe. But what poor
shots those boys are with their
chal!, bullets! Oh, such poor shot,
There stood Uncle Wiggill, the
rabbit gentleman. Oh how glad
the LalE Mouse was 70 see him. She
knew he would make everything
right.
Il can I DO anything with the
boys this afternoon, S4ucakol the
teacher. Now they are throwing
chalk at the girtS.
And they hit us. too" said
Susie.
I'm mnrmurcd Uncle Wiggiiz
rloughttu! ike. That i,n' T wha:
boys should do. They don 7 shoot
straight with their chalk bullets.
Here, III show them how to do il
with my chalk gun,"
Uncle Wiggily took from his
pocket Z pop gun he had bought in
the store that day 20 fire at somi
worms who were eating his rabbages
! But uov Ee had new ide.t for it.
He was going 10 use il to fire chalk
, ends from. At the same time ht
! was going to quiet those mischicy-
iUus anima! chaps, and teach them a
lesson for the Lady Mouse.
leather for me all the ends of
chalk YOU can find, - ordered the
/ rabbit gentleman, and the boys,
eager 10 see what he would do, pick,
ed up all scattered pieces. Then
Uncle Wiggily made some circles oil,
the blackboard, several circles one
inside the other. There a bulls
eve for shooting at. 1t : better than
fuing AT girls. said the rabbit
Now l Will show YOU how to
) shoot,
He loaded hi, pop gun with chalk
ends and aimed at the bullscyc, but
al! Of d sudden, when the gun went
oft, Jackie Bow Wow, who was off
To one side. cried: "Ouch! You shot
me-,
did T." asked Uncle WiggiIy.
THAT : too bad. Ny gun must
srcot crooked. II try again.
once more he fired the chalk gun
at the bullsryc on the blackboard.
Iut Charlie Chick, in the back oi
th" room gave loud crow and
cried:
'. Now IN shot! " And so If went
! oH. The more Uncle Wiggilv aimed
his chalk gun at the bullscyc, the