Imperial Valley press., 1930-08-16
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD E. GARG1S
Copyright, 1923, b7 McCluIs
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE WIGGILY'S NEW
BUNGALOW

Uncle Wiggilv and his many litt'e
bunny boys and girls who were dig
ging so fast in the seashore sand to
make themselvcs.a cave stopped all
Of a sudden when they heard some
.u.-,mg at them.
"Hi there. What's the idea Who
is digging in my sando' voice had
shouted ut the digging rabbits.
'sWhat's that?3 whispered Baby
Bunty.
AI this I told You in the story
last night-how Uncic WiggilE pu,
his wife. Nurse Jane and all the
little bunny bows and girls in his
auto and started fer the seashor2;
they couldn't find the bungalow
where they were going to stay FOR
the summer and ia one knew what
TO do until Uncle Wiggily said they
must dig a sand cave IN whieh to
spend the night.
"Tn the morning will find
bungalow for us, . said Mr.. Long
ears.
But now it was night instead OF
morning and that loud voice had
4 shouted and even tncie Wiggily
didn't quite know what TO do. But
the rabbit gentleman was Brave, and
/ he knew he must look after his Wife
, and Nurse Jane and the little rao-
bits, 50 he called back;
""Who are YOU? And how can you
call all this sand yours
"Oh, are YOU Uncle WisgilW
asked a voice in surprise.
"Of course am, Tas the an.
swcr. Put who are Eou.'
"Why, IN your friend, Air. 10"
Bow was the reply
care Jackie and FsD'ie W'th
vou?" cried Buster and Custer, two
/ boy rabbits. "Is Mrs. pow Be"
there >" Uncle WiegIy = wife want
cd to know.
"We're all here, ' bara he dog
we started out when YOU did, Tn
Gle Wiggily, to come TO the seashorc'
But we got here first and dug place
in the sand to sleep just now ] felt
some one digging right into my sand
house bedroom, and ! called to know
who it was.
eyes, | guess we dug into the
sand too near YOU Mr. Longcars
/ said as he looked It Mr.. Bow No",
the lady dog and two it'll. puppies,
who scrambled ont Of q and caTt
like that which Uncle WiIgily had
started to dig. The rabbits could
see their dog friends DIS the glow
Of some flash lights wlirh Uncle
Wiggily had stuck up on ruc beach.
owe got here too late ~ look for
hotel or bungalow" said Mrs. Bow
Wow, shaking some Of tho sand Off
1 her tail
''That's just what Happened to
us," spoke Mrs Longcare. " WiGgy
took tho wrong road q couple Of
times and so we slall have to dig a
sand house and stay all night on the
I beach.
'.It'H be lots Of fm!' sid Baby
BuntF.
con, piles Of fun barhad Jackie
and Poetic.
''Come on, children. cat to work!
I.Dig.0 cried the rabbit aucle, and
when the dogs went back to sleep
in the hole they had scoopei out, Mr..
.Loagears and those with Him made
themselves a good sand cave in
which they spent the night. They
were an 80 tired they Slept soundly.
In the morning L was easy to see
where they were. The auto had
stopped on a lonely beach, with no
I house or bungalow in sight. And,
seeing this, Mrs. Longears said:
"You are good ana lost, Mr.. Long
cars! ! don't see any place around
here where we can stay for the sum
mer. "
Bon # you, my @car'" asked the
'|No, / don 't!'' bis wife said.
"'Wc are going to stay right here! 3"
said Uncle Wiggily firm Ike.
: But what in?'' asked his wife.
"In bungalow, my dear. / am
going to start building . bungalow
here on the sand right now.o
What kind Of . bungalow?D
"a seaweed bunRalow!V an.
lswcrod the rabbit eeAtleman. "Loois
Eat thelbig bunches OF seawssd scat