More Rabbit Adventure Stories With Uncle Wiggily-Book3-Pt 8

The adventures continue with Uncle Wiggily, the kindly gentleman rabbit, and his friends in a new book called "Uncle Wiggily’s Automobile". Uncle Wiggily has been advised by his doctor to take rides in his automobile every day for his health. So, he turns them into adventures.
Where will Uncle Wiggily’s car take him today I wonder? Let’s find out!

Transcript

Hi, It's Stefania, And it's time for the next episode of Uncle Wiggly's Automobile. Uncle Wiggly and the Dowel Doctor. Now, I wonder where will I go today? Said Uncle Wiggly, The old gentleman rabbit, To himself as he went along in his automobile, Turning around the corner by an old black stump house where lived a nice Owl School teacher lady. I wonder where I had better go. I have it. I'll call on Grandfather Goosey Gander and play a game of scotch checkers. And off he went. It was generally that way with Uncle Wiggly. He would start off pretending he had no place in particular to go, But he would generally end up at Grandfather Goosey's house. There, The old rabbit gentleman and the old duck gentleman would sit and play scotch checkers and eat molasses cookies with cabbage seeds on top. And they would talk of the days when they were young and could play ball and go skating and do all those things. But this time, Uncle Wiggly never got to Grandfather Goosey's house. As he was going along in the woods, All of a sudden, He came to a little house that stood under a tree. And on this house was a sign reading, Dr. Monkey Doodle. Sick dolls made well. Huh. That is rather strange, Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly. I never knew there was a doll doctor here. He must have moved in only lately. I must look into this. So, The rabbit gentleman went up to the little house, And as he came nearer, He heard someone inside exclaiming, Oh, I'll never get through today. I know I won't. Oh, The trouble I'm in. Oh, If I only had someone to help me. My, What is that? Cried Uncle Wiggly, Stopping short. Perhaps I am making a mistake. That may be a trap. No, It doesn't look like a trap. He went on as he peered all about the little house and saw nothing dangerous. Then the voice cried again. Oh, I am in such trouble. Will no one help me? Now, Uncle Wiggly was always on the lookout to help his animal friends, But he did not know who this one could be. Still, The rabbit gentleman said to himself, He is in trouble. Maybe a mosquito has bitten him. I'm going to see. So, Uncle Wiggly marched bravely up to the little house under the tree and knocked on the door. Come in, Cried a voice. But if you're a little animal girl with a sick doll or one that needs mending, You might as well go away and come back. I'm head over heels in work and I'll never get through. In fact, I can't work at all. Oh, Such trouble as I am in. Well, Maybe I can help you, Said Uncle Wiggly. At any rate, I have no doll that needs mending. So, Into the little house he went and what a strange sight he saw. There was Dr. Monkey Doodle sitting on the floor of his shop and scattered all about him were dolls. Dolls. Dolls. All sorts of dolls, But not a good, Whole, Well doll in the lot. Some dolls had lost their wigs. Some had swallowed their eyes. One had lost a leg or both arms or a foot. One poor doll had lost all her sawdust and she was as flat as a pancake. Another had dropped one of her shoe button eyes and a new eye needed to be sewn on. One doll had stiff joints which needed oiling, While another who used to talk in a little phonograph voice had caught such a cold that she could not even speak or even whisper. My, What sort of place is this, Asked Uncle Wiggly in surprise. It is the doll hospital, Said Dr. Monkey Doodle. Think of it, All these dolls to fix before night and I can't touch a one of them. Why must all the dolls be fixed tonight, The rabbit gentleman wanted to know. Because they are going to a party, Exclaimed Dr. Monkey Doodle. Suzy Little Tail, The rabbit, Is giving a party for all the little animal girls and everyone is going to bring her doll. But all the dolls were ill or else were broken and the animal children brought them all to me at once, So that I am fairly overwhelmed with work. If you will kindly permit me to say so, Remarked the monkey doctor. Of course I'll let you say so, Said Uncle Wiggly, But if you will kindly pardon me, Why don't you get up and work instead of sitting in the middle of the floor, Feeling sorry for yourself? True. Why do I not, Asked the monkey doctor. Well, To be perfectly plain, I am stuck here, So fast that I can't move. One of the dolls, I think it was Cora Anne Multiplication Table, Upset the pot of glue on the floor. I came in hurriedly and not seeing the puddle of glue, I slipped in it. I fell down. I sat right in the glue. And now I am stuck so fast that I can't get up. So, You see, That's why I can't work on the broken dolls. I can't move. And oh, What a time there'll be when all those animal girls come for their dolls and find they're not done. Oh, What a time I'll have. And the monkey doctor tried to pull himself up from the glue on the floor, But he could not. He was stuck fast. Oh, Dear, He cried. Now, Don't worry, Spoke Uncle Wiggly kindly. I think I can help you. Oh, Can you, Cried Dr. Monkey Doodle, And will you? I certainly will, Said Uncle Wiggly, Tying his ears in a bow knot so they would not get tangled in the glue. But how can you help me? Asked the monkey doctor. In the first place, Went on the rabid gentleman, I will pour some warm water all around you on the glue. That will soften it. And by and by, You can get up. And while we are waiting for that, You shall tell me how to cure the sick dolls and how to mend the broken ones, And I'll do the best I can. Fine, Cried Dr. Monkey Doodle, Feeling happier now. So Uncle Wiggly poured some warm water on the glue that held the poor monkey fast, Taking care not to have the water too hot. Then Uncle Wiggly said, No, We'll begin on the sick dolls. Who's first? Take Sally Jane Ticklefeather, Said the monkey. She needs some mucilage pills to keep her hair from sticking up so straight. She belongs to a little girl named Rosalyn. So Uncle Wiggly gave Sally Ticklefeather some mucilage pills. Then he gave another doll some sawdust tea and a third one some shoe button pudding. This was the doll who had only one eye, And soon she was all cured and had two eyes. And then, Such a busy time as Uncle Wiggly had, He hopped about that little hospital, Sewing arms and legs and feet on the dolls that had lost theirs. He oiled up all the stiff joints with olive oil, And one doll, Whose eyes had fallen back in her head, Uncle Wiggly fixed as nicely as you please. Only, By mistake, He got in one brown eye and one blue one, But that didn't matter much. In fact, It made the doll all the more stylish. Oh, But there are a lot more dolls to fix, Cried the monkey doctor. Never mind, Said Uncle Wiggly. You will soon be loose from the glue, And you can help me. Oh, I wish I were loose now, Cried the monkey. He gave himself a tremendous tug and a pull, Uncle Wiggly helping him, And up he came. Then, How he flew about that hospital, Fixing the dolls ready for the party. Arc, Suddenly called Uncle Wiggly. It's the girls. It's the girl animals coming for their dolls, Said the monkey. Oh, Work fast, Work fast. Outside the doll hospital, Susie Littletail the rabbit girl, And Alice and Lulu Wibble Wobble the duck girls, And all their friends were calling. Are our dolls mended? Are they ready for us? Not yet, But soon, Answered Uncle Wiggly, And then he and the monkey worked so fast. Dolls that had lost their heads had new ones put on. The doll that had spilled all her sawdust was filled up again, Plump and fat. One boy soldier doll, Who had lost his gun, Was given a new one, And a sword also, And the phonograph doll was fixed so she could sing as well as talk. But it is almost time for the party, Cried Susie Littletail. Just a minute, Called Uncle Wiggly. There is one more doll to fix. Then, He quickly painted some red cheeks on a poor little pale doll who had had the measles, And in a moment, She was as bright and rosy again as a red apple. Then, All the dolls were fixed, And the girl animals took them to a party and had a fine time. Hooray! Hooray for Uncle Wiggly! Hooray for Uncle Wiggly! Hooray for Uncle Wiggly, Cried Susie Littletail, And all the others said the same thing. He was certainly kind to me, Spoke Dr. Monkey Doodle as he cleaned the glue off the floor. That's all there is for this story. All the girls went to the party, Their dolls were all fixed, And they had a great time. Next time. Next time, Not this time, I'll tell you the story about Uncle Wiggly and the flowers. And that's it for now. Take care. Be good. Bye-bye.