More Rabbit Adventure Stories With Uncle Wiggily-Book2-Pt 11

We continue with 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, gentlemen 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 11 of Book 2 - the NEW book of stories.

Transcript

Hi,

This is Stefania,

And it's time for another story in the Adventures of Uncle Wiggly as he searches for his fortune.

This story is called Uncle Wiggly and the Potatoes.

Well,

How are you feeling this beautiful morning,

Uncle Wiggly?

Asked the Red Monkey as he knocked on the door of a hollow stump where the rabbit had spent the night.

Are you all better?

The Red Monkey went on as he took a coconut out of his pocket and looked inside the shell to see what time it was.

Oh,

Yes,

I am much better.

Thank you kindly for asking,

Said the rabbit.

But how comes it that you are here?

I thought you were off in the woods.

So I was,

Answered the monkey as he nibbled a little bit of the coconut.

But I came here to keep you company and help you look for your fortune.

Ah,

But where is my friend the grasshopper?

Asked Uncle Wiggly,

Sort of anxious like.

Oh,

He had to hop away in the night to see a sick cousin of his,

Spoke the Red Monkey,

And on his way he jumped past my house and asked me if I wouldn't come and stay with you while he was gone.

He said you might be lonesome,

So I came.

It is very kind of you,

I'm sure,

Said the rabbit.

I like company.

I think I am all well and strong again.

For the butterfly,

Who pretended he was an electric fan,

Made me nice and cool and I am much better.

I am ready to start off now and look once more for my fortune.

Are you coming?

I am,

Said the Red Monkey,

Looking at his tail to see if a pink cow has stepped on it.

But no pink cow was there.

So after Uncle Wiggly had put some cherry pie into his case,

He and the monkey started off together.

And on the way,

The Red Monkey,

It was red,

You know,

Because some red ink,

Which he had made from raspberry juice,

Splashed on him.

This Red Monkey,

As he and Uncle Wiggly walked along,

Tossed the coconut up in the air and caught it as it came down.

Sometimes the monkey would catch the coconut in his left paw,

And still again,

Sometimes in his right,

And again in his left foot,

And still again in his right foot.

So all together he had quite an exciting time,

You see.

Well,

Uncle Wiggly looked on all sides for his fortune,

But he couldn't seem to find it.

The Red Monkey helped him too,

But it was of no use.

On and on they went,

Over the hills and through the woods and across the fields,

Until finally,

They came to a place where there were a whole lot of stones made into a sort of fireplace,

As if some boys had built it to play camp.

Hmm,

Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly,

As he sat down on a log and looked at the stone fireplace.

I wonder what this is for?

I don't know,

Said the monkey,

As he made the coconut whiz around like a merry-go-round.

I don't know what it is for,

But I should say,

It was very lucky for us.

Why so?

Asked Uncle Wiggly,

As he wiped the dust off his red,

White and blue barber shop crutch on his fuzzy ears.

Why is this lucky for us?

Because,

Answered the monkey,

Here are some potatoes growing in this field next door,

And here is a place to make a fire.

It is nearly dinner time,

So there is nothing to stop us from having some roast potatoes for our lunch.

Fine,

Cried Uncle Wiggly.

I don't believe the man who owns the potatoes will mind if we take a few.

I'll dig them with my paws and we'll cook some.

And I'll make the fire,

Said the red monkey,

As he looked about for a puddle of water.

You know,

He wanted the water puddle to use as a mirror,

In order to see if any of the red had come off him yet.

But there was no water,

So he didn't bother.

But instead,

He gathered the wood,

And soon he had made a fine fire in the stone place.

Then,

Along came Uncle Wiggly with some potatoes,

Which he had dug,

And they were put in to roast.

My,

How the fire did blaze when the monkey kept putting sticks of wood on it,

And how the potatoes roasted and crackled there in the heat.

Oh,

How nice they smelled,

Too.

It makes me hungry for some,

And as soon as I finish the story,

I'm going out and roast some,

Just as Uncle Wiggly did.

But the red monkey and Uncle Wiggly were very careful not to get any sparks,

And to stay safe.

To be sure,

Some smoke got in the monkey's eyes,

And he looked as if he were crying,

And some smoke got up Uncle Wiggly's twinkling nose and made him sneeze,

But they didn't mind that.

I guess the potatoes are cooked now,

Said the monkey after a while,

And he took on a sharp,

Pointed stick,

A big potato,

And broke it open.

Yes,

It's done,

He went on,

As he saw how mealy and flaky white the potato was,

Even if the outside was burnt black.

Then he and Uncle Wiggly took out some more of the potatoes,

And when they were cool,

The two friends put salt on them and ate them all up.

Then the monkey played ball with his coconut again,

And all of a sudden,

As he threw the coconut quite high up in the air,

It came down in the middle of a prickly briar bush.

Then all at once there was a terrible roaring sound,

And a savage voice cried out from the middle of the bushes,

Why there,

Who is throwing stones at me?

Then,

Before Uncle Wiggly or the red monkey could move,

Out sprang the scullery,

Scullery alligator with his double-jointed tail.

Right at the red monkey and poor Uncle Wiggly,

He rushed and he cried,

Who threw that stone?

Please,

Please,

Mr.

Alligator,

Said the monkey,

It wasn't a stone,

It was my coconut,

And I didn't mean to hurt you.

The coconut,

Eh?

Roared the alligator,

So much the worse for you,

I'm going to eat you both.

Here I come,

Get ready.

Then with that,

He opened his mouth as wide as a big paper bag and fairly jumped for the red monkey.

Oh,

I'm gone,

Sure,

This time,

Cried the monkey sadly like.

No,

You're not,

Shouted brave Uncle Wiggly,

I'll save you.

And what do you suppose that rabbit gentleman did?

What?

He just put on a pair of gloves as quickly as a cat can wash her face on a rainy day and he reached into the hot ashes and he pulled out three hot roast potatoes.

Then,

Taking careful aim,

He threw one hot potato right into the alligator's open mouth,

Which was as wide as two paper bags now ready to eat the red monkey.

Oh,

Whoa,

Cried the alligator as he felt the hot potato slipping down his throat like a roasted marshmallow.

Wait,

I'm not done yet,

Shouted the rabbit,

And he threw hot potato number two down the alligator's throat.

Whoa,

Whoa,

Cried the scaly,

Scaly creature.

Wait,

I have something more for you,

Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly.

And then,

With slow and careful aim,

He threw hot roast potato number three down the alligator's throat.

Whoa,

Whoa,

Whoa,

Yelled the scaly,

Scaly creature.

And then,

Fairly boiling inside,

He turned a big backwards somersault,

Standing up on the end of his double-jointed tail,

And he ran off to find some iced water with which to cool himself.

Oh,

That's the time you saved my life with the roast potatoes.

They were just fine,

Cried the red monkey.

Then he and Uncle Wiggly traveled on,

And the alligator didn't bother them anymore that day,

Being so busy drinking ice water.

And his throat was finally okay,

And he didn't bother them anymore.

But they had another adventure soon,

And I'll tell it to you in a moment.

That story is about Uncle Wiggly and Buddy Pig,

The guinea pig.

Uncle Wiggly and Buddy Pig Uncle Wiggly and the red monkey were going slowly along through the woods.

It was the day after the alligator had started to eat up the little red monkey,

But he had to stop when the old gentleman rabbit threw hot roast potatoes down his scaly,

Scaly throat.

Do you think you will find your fortune today?

Asked the monkey,

As he tossed up a stone and caught it as it came down.

You see,

He had lost the coconut he used to have that time when it hit the alligator.

Well,

I can't say for sure,

Replied Uncle Wiggly.

I hope I may find some gold or diamonds so I can get rich and go back home.

But you can never tell what is going to happen in this world,

Not even whether you are going to have an ice cream cone or not.

No,

Indeed.

And a stick of peppermint can't be besides.

I tell you what it is,

Said the red monkey,

Slow and thoughtful like,

As he scratched his stubbly black nose with a piece of straw.

I don't believe you have looked in the right places for your fortune,

Uncle Wiggly.

Why,

Nonsensicalness,

Exclaimed the old gentleman rabbit.

I look in every place I can think of.

I look on the ground and under stones and behind stumps and down holes and alongside rail fences.

But I haven't found any gold or diamonds yet.

Exactly,

Spoke the red monkey.

But did you ever look up a tree for them?

Once I did,

Said the rabbit.

I threw a stone with some molasses and a string to it to get some gold.

But the stone went into an owl's hole,

I think.

That's all the luck I ever had.

Then I'm going to look up some more trees for you,

Went on the monkey.

I am a good climber and perhaps I may have better luck.

Hop along lively now and maybe we can find your fortune before breakfast.

So the two friends went along together and every once in a while the monkey would climb a tree.

The first one he scrambled up was a maple tree and he hoped he might find some maple sugar hanging on the branches.

But it wasn't time for maple sugar.

Anyhow,

You remember that this kind of sugar comes from the inside of the tree and not the outside.

They take the tree juice and boil it in the spring of the year,

You know,

And that makes maple sugar.

The next tree the monkey went up was a hickory nut tree and there were some nuts on it,

But they weren't ripe yet.

And when he ate one,

It was so bitter that he had to make a funny face.

And Uncle Wiggly,

Who was on the ground,

Happened to see the monkey's funny face and the old gentleman rabbit laughed so hard that he dropped his case.

The case came open and out fell a piece of cherry pie.

And when the monkey saw this,

He laughed.

He laughed so hard he shook the tree and a whole lot of green hickory nuts fell down and two of them struck Uncle Wiggly on the end of his twinkly nose,

Making him sneeze 411 times.

Then the monkey was sorry and he scrambled to the ground without having found any gold or diamond fortunes.

He said he was sorry that Uncle Wiggly was hurt.

Pray do not mention it,

Spoke the rabbit politely.

It was partly my fault.

Let us hurry on.

No.

Let's eat breakfast first,

Suggested the monkey.

So they sat down and ate the cherry pie.

After brushing off the dirt,

Really,

It wasn't damaged hardly any.

Well,

Then they traveled on again.

And the next tree which the monkey climbed was a pine tree.

And on it were long pine cones,

Something like brown bananas,

But not very good to eat.

The monkey began picking them and Uncle Wiggly called out,

Have you found any fortune for me?

No,

Said the red monkey.

Sadly,

I haven't.

But we can have a game of baseball with these cones when I come down.

Look out.

I'm going to toss some to you.

Uncle Wiggly got safely out of the way behind a big stone and the red monkey tossed down a number of the long brown pine cones.

And just as the first of them were nearing the ground,

A most surprising thing happened.

Out from the woods came a big black bear and he walked towards the tree in which the monkey was just in time to be hit on the end of his soft and tender nose by the sharp pine cones which the monkey threw.

Whoa,

Cried the bear.

Who did that?

Well,

Of course,

Uncle Wiggly wasn't going to say that he had done it,

For he hadn't.

So the rabbit just crouched down behind the rock and waited to see what would happen.

And the monkey hadn't seen the bear,

So he threw down some more pine cones and land sakes,

One of those cones hit the bear on his soft nose again.

Whoa,

Whoa,

Cried the bear once more.

Who did that?

And this time he happened to look up and there he saw the poor red monkey up in the pine tree.

Uh-huh.

It's you,

Is it?

Growled the bear.

Now,

Just for that,

I'm going to climb up there and eat you.

Oh,

Please don't,

Begged the monkey.

It was all a mistake.

I didn't mean to do it.

Well,

There won't be any mistake about this,

Growled the bear.

Here I come.

And up he climbed,

For bears can climb a tree faster than a cat.

Well,

You can imagine just how scared the monkey was.

He was so frightened that he didn't think to run to the top of the pine tree and jump into another so he could get away.

Instead,

He just sat there on a limb shivering.

And Uncle Wiggly was also frightened as he hid behind the stone.

Poor monkey will be eaten up,

Thought the rabbit,

And it will be my fault because he was looking for my fortune.

Oh,

What can I do?

And just then,

Uncle Wiggly heard a rustling in the leaves at his feet.

He jumped back,

Thinking it might be a little baby bear,

But instead out pounced a tiny brown and white chap without any tail.

Wait.

Buddy Pig,

Exclaimed the rabbit.

How does it happen that you are here?

I was just walking about for exercise,

Said the guinea pig boy,

For he it was.

But what is the trouble,

Uncle Wiggly?

The bear,

The bear is going to eat up the red monkey,

Said the old gentleman rabbit sadly.

Look.

Buddy Pig looked,

And by this time,

The bear had almost climbed up to where the monkey was sitting and shivering.

Oh,

I must stop that,

Exclaimed Buddy.

Wait a minute and watch.

You know how I can whistle,

Don't you?

So listen.

Now,

You may know all guinea pigs can make a funny squeaking noise,

Just like someone whistling.

And that's exactly what Buddy did.

He whistled loudly,

And he whistled softly through his teeth.

Then he whistled double and single,

And next he whistled like a man calling to his dog.

And that's exactly what the bear thought it was.

A man whistling for the dogs to come and bite the bear.

Louder,

Whistled Buddy through his teeth,

Hiding down behind the rock with Uncle Wiggly.

And the bear was very much frightened.

I guess the dogs are coming for me,

The bear exclaimed,

And he stopped climbing up the tree.

Then he called to the monkey,

I'll get you some other time.

Then the bear slid down the tree and ran off in the woods,

While Buddy whistled louder than ever.

And then the monkey came safely down,

And he wasn't eaten by the bear after all.

And that's all to the story,

If you please.

The next one will be about Uncle Wiggly and Munchy Trot,

The pony boy.

Bye for now.

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