More Rabbit Adventure Stories With Uncle Wiggily-Book2-Pt 14

We continue to move along in the new book of Uncle Wiggily stories. Uncle Wiggily goes searching for his fortune. Here are more stories about the lovely adventures of a kind, gentlemanly elderly rabbit & all his animal friends, nieces & nephews. Uncle Wiggily’s Fortune…will he find it? Maybe so…eventually! And what is he looking for?

This time we bring you, Part 14 of Book 2 - the NEW book of stories.

Transcript

Hi,

It's Stefania,

And we're back with Uncle Wiggly.

He's still searching for his fortune.

This time,

He meets a helpful beetle,

Uncle Wiggly and the beetle.

One beautiful,

Sunshiny day,

When the wind was blowing through the teatops,

Making music like a church organ many miles away,

Uncle Wiggly awakened in the little house which the Red Monkey had built for him in the deep woods.

Well,

I'm going to make another search for my fortune this morning,

He said as he wriggled his whiskers to get the dried leaves out of them.

For he had slept in a bed of leaves,

You know.

And I'll go with you,

Said the Red Monkey,

Because the last two or three times you went off by yourself,

You got into trouble.

I should say I did,

Exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit.

There was a time when you fell into the can of molasses,

And the hippity-hop toad had to jump up and down with it on his back until it was made into sticks of candy,

Said the Red Monkey.

Turn off,

Spoke Uncle Wiggly,

And then there was a time when the skillery,

Skillery alligator chased you,

Went on the Red Monkey,

And the Engle Worms tied themselves into knots about his legs to stop him.

Do you remember that?

" Indeed I do,

Said the old gentleman rabbit,

And I will be very glad to have you come along with me and help me.

We will start right after breakfast.

So the two friends built a little campfire in front of the wooden house in the woods,

And they cooked some oatmeal and some carrots and turnips.

And Uncle Wiggly made a cherry pie with plenty of red juice in it.

And the monkey found a bag of peanuts under a chestnut tree,

And he roasted them for his breakfast.

Then they started off.

On and on they went through the woods,

Over the hills,

Up one side and down the other,

Around the corner where a big gray rock rested on some green moss.

And then,

All of a sudden,

There was a queer noise up in the air.

It was like wings fluttering and a voice calling.

And the voice said,

Is the Red Monkey down there?

Oh my,

I wonder who can want you,

Said Uncle Wiggly.

It's the bear who once climbed up a tree after me.

It's quite the Red Monkey.

I'm going to hide.

So he crawled under a big broad leaf.

Then once more the voice called out,

I want the Red Monkey.

Oh,

Please,

Uncle Wiggly,

Don't let him get me.

Beg the shivering and shaking monkey.

Throw a stone at that bear,

Will you?

Hmm,

Exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit.

I don't very well see how it can be a bear.

Bears don't fly in the air for they have no wings.

I'll take a look.

So he looked up in the air and there,

Instead of a bear flying overhead,

It was only Dicky Chip-Chip,

The little sparrow boy.

Well,

Bless me,

Cried Uncle Wiggly.

What are you doing up there,

Dicky?

I'm making believe I'm a messenger boy,

Said the sparrow.

I have a telegram for the Red Monkey.

So that's why you wanted me,

Is it?

Asked the long-tailed chap as he crawled out from under the leaf.

What is the message about,

If you please?

Here it is,

Spoke Dicky.

And then from under his wing,

He took a piece of white coconut with writing on it.

And no sooner had the Red Monkey read it than he began to cry.

What's the matter?

Asked Uncle Wiggly.

Oh,

Dear,

Sobbed the Red Monkey.

My little brother,

Who works on a hand organ,

Nearly had his tail cut off by getting it twisted all around the handle.

He is very sick,

And I must go home right away.

Oh,

How sorry I am.

And then the Red Monkey ate up the piece of coconut that had the message written on it.

You had better go home at once,

Said Uncle Wiggly.

But I don't like to leave you,

Said the Red Monkey.

Oh,

I will get along all right,

Spoke the brave old rabbit gentleman.

Go ahead,

And when your brother is well,

Come back.

I will,

Promised the Red Monkey as he started for home.

And I'll fly on ahead to tell them he is coming,

Said Dicky Chip Chip.

So,

They both called goodbye to Uncle Wiggly and hurried away through the woods,

While the rabbit gentleman kept on in search of his fortune.

And now for the Black Beetle.

Uncle Wiggly was walking along under a green tree,

Looking for some gold or diamonds,

When all of a sudden something jumped out of the bushes and grabbed his crutch away from him.

Then Uncle Wiggly saw that it was a wolf,

And the wolf sprang down into a big hole in the ground,

Taking the crutch with him.

Now,

Called the wolf,

Showing his big ugly teeth.

If you want your crutch,

Mr.

Rabbit,

You'll have to come down this hole after it.

Come on down.

But Uncle Wiggly knew better than that,

For just as surely as he jumped down into that hole,

The wolf would have eaten him all up.

And the rabbit didn't know what to do,

For he couldn't walk without his crutch on account of being lame with the rheumatism.

Oh,

This is terrible,

Cried the rabbit.

Whatever shall I do?

I can't stay in these woods forever.

And just then,

There was a rustling in the leaves,

And out walked a big black pinching beetle.

In front of his head,

He had two things,

Just like fire tongs or crab's claws,

With which to pinch.

What is the trouble?

Asked the black beetle politely.

The wolf down the hole has my crutch,

And he won't give it to me,

Said the rabbit.

We will very soon fix that,

Spoke the beetle.

Just tie a string around me,

Uncle Wiggly,

And lower me down into the hole.

Then I'll pick up the crutch in my strong pinchers,

And you can haul me up again as I hold fast to it.

But the wolf may get you,

Said the rabbit.

I'll fix that wolf,

Replied the beetle,

Winking his two little eyes real jolly like.

So,

Uncle Wiggly tied a string around the black insect and lowered him down into the hole.

The wolf saw him coming and cried out,

Oh,

You can't get this crutch,

For I'm sitting on it,

And I'll bite you.

Yes,

You watch,

Spoke the black beetle,

Winking one eye this time.

So,

He looked down,

And surely enough,

The wolf was sitting on the crutch.

But the beetle knew a good trick.

He swung himself around on the end of the string,

Which the rabbit held,

And as he got nearer to the wolf,

The beetle suddenly pinched the savage creature on the tail.

Oh,

My,

Oh,

True,

Cried the wolf,

And he jumped up in a hurry.

And that was just what the beetle wanted.

For now,

He could reach the crutch as the wolf was not sitting on it anymore.

In his strong pincers,

He took a hold of it.

Pull me up,

Called the beetle to the rabbit,

And Uncle Wiggly did so,

Crutching on by the string.

And they left the wolf down in the hole as angry as mud pie.

So,

That's how the beetle got back the rabbit's crutch from him.

And that's the end of this story.

But we got another one.

It's gonna be about Uncle Wiggly and Kitty Cat.

Uncle Wiggly and Kitty Cat.

Well,

Said Uncle Wiggly as he and the black beetle went walking along through the woods after the rabbit's crutch had been taken away by the savage wolf.

Don't you want to come along with me,

Mr.

Beetle,

And help me look for my fortune?

Indeed,

I would like to very much,

Said the funny little insect.

But the truth of the matter is,

I have to go into work tomorrow,

So I can't come.

Work?

What work do you do?

Inquired Uncle Wiggly.

Oh,

I am going to punch holes in the trolley car transfers with my strong pincers,

Answered the beetle.

Now,

I will have to bid you goodbye.

If anyone ever takes your crutch down the hole again,

Send for me and I'll get it back for you.

So the beetle said goodbye to the old gentleman rabbit and went on his way.

And Uncle Wiggly,

After looking at his crutch to be sure the wolf had not bitten a piece out of it,

Went on looking for his fortune.

My,

It's quite lonesome going by yourself,

Said the rabbit as he hopped along through the woods.

I miss the red monkey and the grasshopper and the black beetle,

But then they can't always be with me,

So I'll have to travel on alone.

On and on he went.

Sometimes in the fields he stopped to hear the birds sing,

And he heard them talking among themselves about how they must soon get ready to go down south,

For the cold weather was coming.

That made the old gentleman rabbit feel a little sad,

And he wished that he could go home soon,

Where Sammy and Susie Littletail were waiting for him.

But I can't go until I find my fortune,

He said.

I must look harder than ever for it.

Then,

Sometimes,

When he went through the woods,

He heard the little brooks whispering to the ferns how that soon there would be ice and snow all over with boys and girls skating and sliding downhill.

That makes me shiver,

Exclaimed the rabbit.

I,

Too,

Must get ready for winter.

Oh,

If I could only find that gold and those diamonds,

I'd go straight home and never travel about anymore.

So he looked under stones and down in hollow stumps,

But not a piece of gold nor a sparkling diamond could be found.

Then it began to get late,

And the sun was darkened behind the clouds.

I wonder where I can stay tonight,

Thought Uncle Wiggly.

I must pick out a nice big stump,

Fill it with leaves,

And sleep in there.

Well,

It didn't take him long to find what he wanted,

And he prepared his bed for the night.

Then he built a little fire in front of the stump and cooked a supper.

He ate some carrots and a turnip sandwich with peanut butter on it,

And the last thing he ate was a large piece of cherry pie.

Then he washed the dishes,

And curling up on the soft leaves,

He was soon asleep,

Dreaming of his little nephew and niece,

Sammy and Susie.

Now,

About midnight,

The savage alligator,

Who hadn't had anything to eat in a long time,

Started out to find something.

And pretty soon he came upon the stump where Uncle Wiggly was sleeping.

There is a good meal for me,

Cried the skillery,

Skillery creature,

As he reared up on the end of his double-jointed tail and put his long nose down the hollow stump.

Hey,

What's this?

Who is it?

Has the red monkey come back?

Cried the rabbit suddenly awaking.

I'm glad to see you,

Mr.

Monkey.

Here is some cherry pie for you.

And then,

Being only half awake,

Uncle Wiggly took a large piece of pie and held it out,

Thinking he was giving it to the monkey.

But it slipped from his hand and it fell right into the alligator's face.

And the cherry juice ran down into the eyes of the skillery,

Skillery creature and tickled him so much that he sneezed.

And then he ran away,

For he thought the red monkey might possibly be in the stump.

And the alligator was afraid the monkey might throw hot potatoes down his throat again.

Uncle Wiggly looked out of the stump,

And by the light of the silvery moon,

He saw the alligator running away.

And this was the first time he knew that it was the skillery creature and not the monkey who had come in so suddenly.

Why,

That was a narrow escape,

Cried the rabbit.

It's a good thing I took that cherry pie to bed with me.

I must be on the watch,

For the alligator may come back.

But the skillery,

Skillery creature with a double-jointed tail didn't return,

Though Uncle Wiggly didn't sleep very good the rest of the night on account of being so anxious and worrying so much.

And in the morning,

When he awakened from a little nap,

The old gentleman rabbit felt very strange.

He tried to get up,

But found that he couldn't.

He was as dizzy as if he had been on a merry-go-round,

And he felt very ill.

Oh,

It must have been the fright the alligator gave me,

He thought.

Oh dear,

What shall I do?

Here I am,

All alone in this stump in the woods,

And no one to help me.

Oh,

I'm a poor,

Forsaken old rabbit,

And nobody loves me.

Oh,

If only Sammy or Susie were here,

I'm sure.

And then,

Just then,

There was a scratching sound outside the stump.

Hark,

What's that?

Whispered the rabbit.

That must be the alligator coming back to get me,

And I can't even get up to throw some cherry pie at him.

Oh,

If only the red monkey or the black beetle would only come.

Then the scratching noise sounded some more,

And Uncle Wiggly was getting so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

And then,

All of a sudden,

He saw something white at the top hole of the stump.

And a voice exclaimed,

Well,

If there isn't my dear old Uncle Wiggly.

And you are ill,

I know you are.

I can tell by the way your nose twinkles.

Indeed I am,

Said the poor old rabbit.

But who are you?

For you know he couldn't see well as his glasses had fallen off.

Oh,

I am Kitty Cat.

Said the voice.

And there,

Sure enough,

Was the little cat girl.

She had been away on her summer vacation and was just coming back to get ready for school when she happened to walk through the woods.

Then she heard a voice in the stump,

And going to look,

She saw Uncle Wiggly.

Oh,

How glad I am to see you,

Kitty Cat,

Said the rabbit.

And how sorry I am to see you ill,

Said the cat girl.

But don't worry,

I'm going to make you well.

Just keep quiet.

Then that brave little kitten girl scurried around and gathered some leaves from a plant called catnip.

For,

Said Kitty,

If catnips is good for cats,

It must be good for rabbits.

So she made some catnip tea and gave it to Uncle Wiggly,

And in an hour he was all better and could sit up.

Then Kitty made him some toast with some slices of yellow carrots on it,

And he felt better still,

And by noon he was as good as ever.

But I don't know what I would have done only for you,

Kitty Cat,

Said the rabbit.

Thank you very much.

Now I can carry on and seek my fortune.

And I'll come with you,

Spoke Kitty Cat.

So they traveled on together,

And they had an adventure the very next day.

I'll tell you about it next time.

The next story will be of Uncle Wiggly and Jenny Chipmunk.

And that's it for today.

Bye-bye for now.