Imperial Valley press., 1932-01-09

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So while Mrs. Longears listened
to Nurse Jane. I'll tell you what
happened up to this time.
Uncle Wiggily came home one
day with a big band horn, which
he called tooter. But when he
tried to play it he made such dole
full sounds like umph-umph hoo
hump boom -zoom, that his wife
had to cover her ears with her
paws and go out of the room. So
did Nurse Jane.
Then the muskrat lady though
of the plan of stuffing a feather
pillow from the bed in the big end
of the umpity-ump horn. But
Uncle Wiggily blew into it SO hard,
as I told you in last nights story,
that he blew the pillow all to
pieces and the feathers scattered
all over the kitchen like snow.
Then he went right on playing as
loudly as before until his wife and
Nurse Jane didn't know What
to do.
But I'll stop him this time!''
said Nurse Jane as Mrs. Longears
finished listening to her.
Are you sure the cork will stop
him?" Mrs. Longears asked.
oh, sure!' squeaked Nurse
Jane, that being her way of
talking.
What the muskrat lady house
keeper decided to do was this
When the feather pillow she
stuffed into the big end of Uncle
Wiggilys tooter horn did not soften
the blaring noises, Miss Fuzzy
Wuzzy said she would slip cork
into the small end.
He can't blow the cork out!''
Nurse Jane said.
Il don't believe he cam agreed
Mrs. Longears.
So, when Uncle Wiggily went
out the next day to look for an
adventure, the rabbit lady and the
muskrat lady slipped up to the
room of the bunny gentleman and
stuck big cork away down in the
small end of the tooter horn.
Now I'd like to see him make
musicl" chuckled Nurse Jane.
IF he blows that cork out, III
call the Police Dog" said Mrs
Longears, pretending to be angry,
though, after all, she couldn't help
laughing. Uncle Wiggily looked so
funny when he puffed out his
cheeks to make what he called
music on his tooter.
The rabbit gentleman was gone
for some time. He had a little
adventure but not one worth
telling about, and when he reached
his bungalow again, he said:
oh, feel fine l feel just like
blowing music"
Let's stand outside his door, "
whispered Nurse Jane to Mrs.
Longears, and listen to what he
says when he blows and blows and
blows and can't make a sound"
So the two animal ladies stood
outside Uncle Wiggily's door, and
he began to blow. He puffed and
puffed and puffed, but not a
sound same from his tooter horn.
"Ah ha! Another trick Of Nurse
Jane'sl" he chuckled She has
stuffed another pillow, or maybe
the bed mattress into the big end
of my horn. I'll take it out and
toot.'
But when the rabbit gentleman
squinted down the big end of the
horn he saw neither pillow nor
mattress. The horn was not
stopped up at that end. Then he
tried again to blow, but not n
sound came out, and he never
thought of the cork in the little
end OF the horn.
We'll. this is queer" said Uncle
Wiggily He put the horn on a
chair and turned the pages of his
lesson book, thinking it might tell
what TO do when the carburetor Of
horn is stuck, or something like
that.
Then, all of a sudden, from the
horn came sounds of:
Squeak! SquaWk! TWeel TWeei
Tweel Twiddle! Diddle! Tum! Tee!
Tee!"
oh, music at last' cried
Uncle Wiggily. II have learned to
play All the breath 1 have blown
into the horn is coming out now
in sweet music, even when I don't
bloWi This is wonderful He
listened to the horn in the chair
Again came from it: "TWeet!
TWeet! Tweedle-dee!"
Now, how was the music made
when the horn was on a chair?
Well, 10 find out you must read
the story on Monday. And II the
kitchen chair viii stop trying to