Imperial Valley press. (El Centro, Calif.) 1907-current, 1931-09-08
Bedtime Stories
BY HOWARD e. GARRIS
Copyright, 1928, by Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate
UNCLE WIGGILY's PLUMS

Where are you going, Uncle Wig
gily?" asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy
! Wuzzy one day as she saw the rab-
/ bit gentleman hopping over the
lawn.
Il am going to see if I can fine
any fruit growing on the trees" an
swered Mr.. Longears. We are now
in September and fruit ought to be
ripe. In fact, I'm sure it is"
What kind Of fruit are you look
ing for?' asked Nurse Jane.
We'll, what would You say to
plums?9 asked Uncle Wiggily in his
turn.
If I happened 10 meet a nice.
red juicy plum rolling along, or
even a purple plum, I would say
how do you do? l think said Miss
Fuzzy Wuzzy.
No, mean what would you say
/ if I brought home some plums?" the
rabbit gentleman wanted to know.
Il should say I'd make you a
plum pudding Nurse Jane an
swered.
Then you shall have some plum
fruit if I can find any," Uncle Wig
gily promised. I'm off to look for
| them
Good luckl' wished Nurse Jane.
Thanks" said the bunny uncle
and away he hoped over the fields
and through the woods The first
one he met was the funny green
graSShopper who had been shut up
in the bouncing ball You remem-
Der told you that story
Where are you going. Uncle Wig
gily?' asked the graSshopper.
Il am going to look for some
plumS so Nurse Jane can make
pudding for my breakfast" the
rabbit answered. DO you know
where any plums grow, Mr.. Grass
hopper?'
Take ten jumps to the left and
five to the right and you will see
the plumS, was the answer.
Thanks" said the bunny uncle
so he took ten jumps to the let
and five jumps to the right, but
he saw no plums. That grasshop-
per must have made a mistake,
said Uncle Wiggily. I'll have TO
keep on jumping I think"
So he hoped along farther and
then he met a butterfly fitting
from flower to flower slipping the
sweet juice.
Il have often seen butterflies eat
ing the sweet juice from a ripe
plum or a peach" thought Uncle
Wiggily. so perhaps this jolly red
butterfly will know where I can
find a plum rec"
Uncle Wiggily hoped over to
where the butterfly was sitting on
rose and asked the pretty crea-
ture:
DO you know where I could find
plum tree?"
Ten jumps to the north and ten
jumps to the west answered the
butterfly. There you will find a
plum tree
Thank you spoke the rabbit
gentleman. Il knew the graSShop-
per must have made a mistake, tell
ing me ten jumps to the left and
five to the right Then the rabbit
uncle took ten jumps TO the north
and ten jumps to the west and there
he found a tree loaded with pur-
pie plums
"Hurray!' cried Uncle Wiggily in
jolly voice. Now I can have the
plum pudding" Uncle Wiggily be-
gan to pick the plums from the
tree, filling his pockets and even
putting some in his tall, silk hat, for
he had forgotten TO bring a bag or
basket.
All of a sudden, when Uncle Wig
gily had finished picking the plums,
cut of the bushes came stalking a
gruff, unpleasant old Bear.
"Ah hal" growled the Bear. who
was no relation to Mr.. Stubtail the
kind father of Neddie and Beckie
the bear boy and girl. "Ah ha! I
am in luck, it seems!" said the Bad
Bear.
How SOP asked Uncle Wiggily.
Why, I am going to have some
nibbles off your ears" growled the
naughty old Bear, smiling to show
his teeth.
mo indeed you are not going to
nibble mel" cried Uncle Wiggily,
brave like and not at all afraid.
Who will stop me?" growled the
Bear.
Il willl' said Mr.. Longears still
brave and not afraid. Il will throw
a plum at you, Mr.. Bear, and hit
you on the nose"
"EaI Hal Ia ~ launched the Pear