Rabbit Adventures With Uncle Wiggily -Pt 14 Children's Story

Here is the last part of the series about the lovely adventures of a kind, gentlemen elderly rabbit & all his animal friends, nieces & nephews. Uncle Wiggily in the Woods – passing on rabbit wisdom to help and teach the youngsters about nature, trees, life, life in the woods, and having fun! We discover more new plants, flowers and creatures of the woods. This time, we bring you, Part 14, the end of the book.

Transcript

Hi, It's Stefania, And we are now coming to the end of the Uncle Wiggly in the Woods book. This is the last part. Uncle Wiggly and the Sigamore Tree. Oh, Uncle Wiggly, I'm going to a party, I'm going to a party, Cried Nanny Wagtail, The little goat girl, As she pranced in front of the hollow stump bunkalow where Mr. Long Ears, The rabbit gentleman, Lived with Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, The muskrat lady housekeeper. Going to a party? Say, That's just fine, Said the bunny gentleman. I wish I were going to one. Why, You can come too, Cried Nanny. Jilly Longtail, The little mouse girl, Is giving the party, And I know she will be glad to have you. Well, Perhaps I may stop in for a little while, Said Mr. Long Ears, With a smile that made his pink nose twinkle like the frosting on a sponge cake. But when is the party going to take place, Nanny? Right away. I'm going there now, But I just stopped at your bunkalow to show you my new shoes that Uncle Butter, The circus poster goat, Bought for me. Aren't they nice? And she stuck out her feet. Hmm, Indeed they are, Cried Uncle Wiggly, As he looked at the shiny black shoes which went on over Nanny's hoofs. So the party is today, Is it? Right now, Said Nanny. Come on, Uncle Wiggly. Walk along with me and go in. They'll all be glad to see you. Oh, But my dear child, Cried the bunny uncle, I haven't shaved my whiskers, My ears need brushing, And I would have to do lots of things to make myself look nice and ready for a party. Oh dear, Belated Nanny Wagtail, I did so want you to come with me. Well, I'll walk as far as the long tail mouse home, Said the bunny uncle, But I won't go in. Oh, Maybe you will when you get there. And Nanny laughed, For she knew Uncle Wiggly always did whatever the animal children wanted him to do. So the bunny uncle and Nanny started off through the woods together, Nanny looking down at her new shoes every now and then. I'm going to dance at the party, Uncle Wiggly, She said. I should think you would Nanny with those nice new shoes, Spoke Mr. Long Ears. What dance are you going to do? Oh, The four step? I guess, Answered Nanny. Then she suddenly cried. Oh dear, What's the matter now? Asked Uncle Wiggly. Did you lose one of your new shoes? No, But I splashed mud on it, The little girl cried. I stepped in a mud puddle. Never mind. I'll wipe it off with a bit of soft green moss, Answered Uncle Wiggly, And he did. So Nanny's shoes were all clean again. On and on went the rabbit gentleman and the little goat girl, And they talked of what games the animal children would play at the long tail mouse party, And what good things they would eat and like that. All of a sudden, As Nanny was jumping over another little puddle of water, She cried out again. Oh dear, What's the matter now? Asked Uncle Wiggly. Did some more mud splash on your new shoes, Nanny? No, Uncle Wiggly, But a lot of buttons came off. I guess they don't fasten buttons on new shoes very tight. I guess they don't, Uncle Wiggly said, But still, You have enough buttons left to keep the shoes on your feet. I guess you will be all right. So Nanny walked on a little farther with Uncle Wiggly resting on his rheumatism crutch that Nurse Jane had given him. All of a sudden, Nanny cried out again. Oh dear, Oh, This is too bad. What is it? Asked Uncle Wiggly. Now all the buttons have come off my shoes, Said the little girl goat sadly. I don't see how I can go on to the party and dance with no buttons on my shoes. They'll be slipping off all the while. So they will, Spoke Uncle Wiggly. So they will. Shoes without buttons are like lollies without sticks. You can't do anything with them. What am I going to do? Asked Nanny while tears came into her eyes and splashed up on her horns. I do want so much to go to that party. And I want you to, Said Uncle Wiggly. Let me think a minute. So he thought and thought. And then he looked off through the woods and he saw a strange tree not far away. It was a sycamore tree with broad white patches on the smooth bark and hanging down from the branches were lots of round balls, Just like shoe buttons, Only they were a sort of brown instead of black. The balls were the seeds of the sycamore tree. Ha, The very thing, Cried Bunny Uncle. What is? Asked Nanny. That sycamore or button ball tree, Answered the rabbit gentleman. I can get you some new shoe buttons off that, Nanny, And sew them on your shoes. Oh, If you can, That will be just fine, Cried the little goat girl. For when the buttons came off my new shoes, They flew every which way. I mean, The buttons did and I couldn't find a single one. Never mind, Uncle Wiggly kindly said. I'll sew on some of the buttons from the sycamore tree and everything will be all right. With a thorn for a needle and some long grasses for thread, Uncle Wiggly soon sewed the buttons from the sycamore or button ball tree on Nanny's new shoes, Using the very smallest ones, Of course. Then Nanny put on her shoes again, Having rested her feet on a velvet carpet of moss while Uncle Wiggly was sewing, And together they went on to the long tail mouse party. Oh, What nice shoes you have, Nanny, Cried Susie Little-Till, The rabbit girl. And what lovely stylish buttons, Exclaimed Lulu Wibble Wobble, The duck. Yes, Uncle Wiggly sewed them on for me, Said Nanny. Oh, Is Uncle Wiggly outside? He must come in to our party. Of course, Cried all the other animal children. And so Uncle Wiggly, Who had walked on past the house after leaving Nanny, Had to come in anyhow, Without his whiskers being trimmed or his ears curled. And he was so jolly that everyone had a good time and lots of ice cream cheese to eat, And they all thought Nanny's shoes and the buttonball buttons were just fine. So, Next, I'll tell you the last Uncle Wiggly story from this book, Uncle Wiggly and the Red Spots. Uncle Wiggly and the Red Spots. Uncle Wiggly Long Ears, The rabbit gentleman, Was hopping along through the woods one fine day when he heard a little voice calling to him. Oh, Uncle Wiggly, Will you have a game of tag with me? At first, The bunny uncle thought the voice might belong to a bad fox or a harem scarum bear, But when he peeked through the bushes, He saw that it was Lulu Wibble Wobble, The duck girl who had called to him. Have a game of tag with you? Why, Of course I will, Laughed Uncle Wiggly. That is, If you will kindly excuse my rheumatism and my crutch. Of course I'll excuse it, Uncle Wiggly, Said Lulu. Only, Please don't tag me with the end of your crutch, For it tickles me, And when I'm tickled, I have to laugh, And when I laugh, I can't play tag. I won't tag you with my crutch, Spoke Uncle Wiggly with a laugh. Now we're ready to begin. So the little duck girl and the rabbit gentleman played tag there in the woods, Jumping and springing about on the soft mossy green carpet under the trees. Sometimes Lulu was it, And sometimes Uncle Wiggly would be tagged by the foot or the wing of the duck girl who was a sister to Alice and Jimmy Wibble Wobble. Now for a last tag, Cried Uncle Wiggly when it was getting dark in the woods. I'll tag you this time, Lulu, And then we must go home. All right, Agreed Lulu. And she ran and flew so fast that Uncle Wiggly could hardly catch her to make her it. And finally, When Uncle Wiggly almost had his paw on the duck girl, She flew right over a bush, And before Uncle Wiggly could stop himself, He had run into the bush until he was halfway through it. But very luckily, It was not a scratchy briar bush, So no great harm was done, Except that Uncle Wiggly's fur was a bit ruffled up and he was tickled. I guess I can't tag you this time, Lulu, Laughed the bunny uncle. We'll give up the game now, And I'll be it next time we play. All right, Uncle Wiggly, Said Lulu, I'll meet you here in the woods at this time tomorrow night, And I'll bring Alice and Jimmy with me, And we'll have lots of fun. We'll have a grand game of tag. Fine, Cried the bunny uncle as he squirmed his way out of the bush. Then he went on to his hollow stump bunkalow, And Lulu went on to her duck pin house to have her supper of cornmeal sauce with watercress salad sprinkled over the sides. As Uncle Wiggly was sitting down to his supper of carrot ice cream with lettuce sandwiches, All puckered around the edges, Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy looked at him across the table and exclaimed, Why, Wiggy, What's the matter with you? Matter with me? Nothing, Janey. I feel just fine. He said, I'm hungry, That's all. Why, You're all covered with red spots, Went on the muskrat lady. You are breaking out with the measles. I must send for Dr. Possum at once. Measles? Nonsense, Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly. I can't catch them again. I've had them once. Well, Maybe these are the French or German mustard measles, Said the muskrat lady. You are certainly all covered with red spots and red spots are always measles. Well, What are you going to do about it? Asked Uncle Wiggly. You must go to bed at once, Said Nurse Jane. And when Dr. Possum comes, He'll tell you what else to do. Oh my, Look at the red spots. Uncle Wiggly was certainly as red spotted as a polka dot spotty shirt. He looked at himself in a glass to make sure. Well, I guess I have the measles all right, He said, But I don't see how I can have them twice. This must be a different style, Like the new dances. It was dark when Dr. Possum came and when he saw the red spots on Uncle Wiggly, He said, Yes, I guess they're the measles all right. Lots of the animal children are down with them, But don't worry. Keep nice and warm and quiet and you'll be all right in a few days. So Uncle Wiggly went to bed, Red spots and all, And Nurse Jane made him hot carrot and sassafras tea with whipped cream and chocolate in it. All the next day, The bunny uncle stayed in bed with his red spots, Though he wanted very much to go out in the woods looking for an adventure. And when evening came and Nurse Jane was sitting out on the front porch of the hollow stump bungalow, She suddenly heard a quacking sound. And along came Lulu, Alice and Jimmy Wibblewobble, The duck children. Where is Uncle Wiggly? Asked Lulu. He is in bed, Answered Nurse Jane. Why is he in bed? Asked Jimmy. Was he bad? No, No, Indeed, Laughed Nurse Jane. But your Uncle Wiggly is in bed because he has the red spotted measles. What did you want of him? He promised to meet us in the woods where the green moss grows, Answered Lulu and play tag with us. We waited and waited and played tag all by ourselves tonight, Even jumping in the bush as Uncle Wiggly accidentally did when he was chasing me. But he did not come along. So we came here to see what is the matter. The three duck children came up on the porch where the bright light shone on them from inside the bungalow. Oh, My goodness sakes. We are live and lovely pups, Cried Nurse Jane as she looked at the three. You ducks are all covered with red spots too. You all have the measles. Oh, My. Measles, Cried Jimmy the duck. Measles? These aren't measles, Nurse Jane. These are sticky red berries from the bush we jumped in as Uncle Wiggly did. The red berries are sticky like burdock burrs and they stuck to us. Oh, My goodness, Cried Nurse Jane. Wait a minute, Children. Then she ran to where Uncle Wiggly was lying in the bed. She leaned over and picked off some of the red spots from his fur. Why, Cried the muskrat lady, You haven't the measles at all, Wiggy. It's just sticky red berries in your fur, Just as they are in the duck's feathers. You're right. Get up and have a good time. And Uncle Wiggly did. After Nurse Jane had combed the red, Sticky burr berries out of his fur, He didn't have the measles at all, For which he was very glad, Because he could now be up and play tag. My goodness. That certainly was a funny mistake for all of us, Said Dr. Possum the next day. But the red spots surely did look like the measles, Which shows us that things are not always what they seem. And that was the last story in Uncle Wiggly in the Woods. We'll be back again with a different story very soon. Bye for now.

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