Imperial Valley press., 1931-02-27
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD E. GARRIS
Copyright, 1928, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE WIGGUY'S ICE
FISHING

"Where are YOU going, Uncle
Wiggily?" asked Mr.. Twistytail, the
fat, jolly pig gentleman, as he saw
the rabbit uncle jumping along
through the woods one day.
Il am going ice fishing?" an
Swered Mr.. Longears.
"Ha, Ha! If I believe that I sup
pose you will tell me another joke,
won i ycu?" grunted the fat pig,
who was feeling very spry and lively
since Uncle Wiggily pulled his loose
tooth, as I told you in the story be-
fore this.
THAT ism t any joke I told you, -
spoke the bunny uncle. 1T is true
l am going ice fishing and, if you
like, you may come with me and see
how ] do it
"Ha. Hal laughed Mr.. Twisty-
tail, harder than before. You will
tease me, Wiggy!'
What do you mean?' Mr.. Long
cars wanted to know
"Why it's so silly to say you re
going ice fishing" went on Mr.
Twistytail, when all around us,
here in the woods, are plenty of
chunks of ice and icicles hanging
from the trees. All you need to do
is to reach out your paw and you
can catch as much ice as you like
right here without hopping a step
farther
Then is was Uncle Wiggily S turn
to laugh. And he did:
''Ha! Hal Ha' Ho Hol Hoi'
"Well, what do you mean by
that?" asked the pig.
did you Think went ON Uncle
Wiggily, "shat when I said I was
going ice fishing, 1 was going to
catch chunks of ice or icicles?'
"Certainly-what else?" asked
the pig.
"Not at allp' chuckled Mr. Long
ears. when 1 spoke of going ice
fishing l meant I was going to the
duck pond, which is frozen over and
covered with ice, and there 1 will
cut a hole through the ice and let
down a line and hook and catch a
fish. That IS what I meant by 60
ing ice fishing.
Mr.. Twistytail blinked his little
pig eyes and put his tongue in the
hole where his loose tooth used to
be before Uncle Wiggily pulled it
out. Then the pig said
~ see!p
Really he couldn t see a thing, for
he had his eyes closed But Mr..
Twistytail could always think better
with his eyes closed and he shut
them now SO he could understand
what Uncle Wiggily had told him.
"'Do you want to come with me
and fish through the ice?" asked
the rabbit gentleman when, after a
while, Mr.. TWistytail opened his
eyes.
why, yes, it will be pleasure, .
answered the jolly fat father of
Curly and Floppy, the piggie boys.
"Come n then,' said Uncle
~ have a hatchet to chop
the hole through the ice and I have
an extra line and hook for you. l
hope we shall catch some perch or
pickerel or perhaps lake trout. These
are the kinds of fishes to be caught
in winter through the ice"
every good" grunted the pig.
The funny part of it, thought he
went on, laughing, "is what shall
we do with the fish if, as and when
we catch any? Whatll we do With
'cm, Wiggy?"
CON- murmured Uncle Wiggily.
~ never thought Of that. Don It you
eat fish, Twisty?'
"No, I don't care for them.
They re so full of bones and their
fins and tails are so stickery prick
cry that I don U like 'em."
How about your Wife?"
"Oh, she S all right, thank you,
answered Mr.. Twistytail
"No, nop went on Uncle Wig
gily with a laugh. u mean does
your wife like fish?" :
"Well, she likes one" answered
the pig.
lone may be all you can catch, ="
said the rabbit.
"Oh, I didn 7 mean that .
chuckled Mr.. Twistytail. Il mean
my wife likes one goldfish that she