More Rabbit Adventure Stories With Uncle Wiggily-Book3-Pt 3

Hi,

It's Stefania,

And here we are with the next chapter of Uncle Wiggly's Automobile.

This is the story of Uncle Wiggly and the Candy.

Uncle Wiggly,

The nice old gentleman rabbit,

Was riding along in his automobile with a turnip for a steering wheel and big,

Fat,

German bologna sausages on for diets.

On the seat beside Uncle Wiggly was the crow gentleman named Mr.

Caw-Caw.

Well,

Where do you think you will go today?

Asked the crow gentleman as he straightened out some of his black feathers with his black bill,

For the wind had ruffled them all up.

Where will I go?

Repeated Uncle Wiggly as he steered to one side so he would not run over a stone and hurt it.

Well,

To tell you the truth,

I hardly know.

Dr.

Possum,

When he told me to ride around for my health because I was getting too fat,

Did not say where I was to go in particular.

Then let's go straight ahead,

Said the crow.

I don't like going around in a circle.

It makes me dizzy.

And it does me also,

Spoke the rabbit gentleman.

That is why I never can ride much on a merry-go-round,

Though I often take Johnny or Billy Bushy Tail,

My crow nephews,

Or Buddy and Bright Eyes,

The guinea pig children,

On one for a little while.

But,

Mr.

Crow,

We will go straight ahead in my auto,

And we will see what adventure happens to us next.

For you know,

Something was always happening to Uncle Wiggly as he traveled around.

Sometimes it was one thing,

And sometimes another.

You remember,

I dare say,

How the day before,

In the story before,

He had nearly helped to keep the nice lady mouse schoolteacher from being late?

Well,

Pretty soon,

As Uncle Wiggly and the crow gentleman were riding in the auto,

All at once they looked down the road and saw a little girl sitting on a stone.

She had a box in her hands,

And she was trying to open it,

But she was crying so hard that she could not see out of her eyes because of her tears,

And so she could not open the box.

My goodness,

Me sake's alive,

Cried Uncle Wiggly as he stopped the auto.

What can be the matter with that child?

For you know,

Uncle Wiggly loved children.

Then,

The old gentleman rabbit blew on the cow's horn that was on his auto to warn people kindly to get out of danger,

And the cow's horn went moo,

Moo,

Moo,

Very softly,

Three times,

Just like that.

The little girl looked up through her tears,

And when she saw Uncle Wiggly and the crow gentleman in the auto,

She smiled and asked,

Where is the moley cow?

Only her horn is here,

Said Uncle Wiggly as he made it go moo again.

Oh,

Dear,

Said the little girl.

I just love a moley cow,

And she was going to cry some more because there was no cow to be seen when Uncle Wiggly asked,

What's the matter?

Why are you crying?

Because I can't get this box open,

Said the little girl,

Whose name was Cora.

What's in the box?

Asked the rabbit gentleman.

Candy,

Said little Cora.

I just love candy,

And I haven't had any in ever so long.

Now,

My papa gave me a box,

But the string is tied on so tightly that I can't get the box open,

And my papa went away and forgot about it.

Oh,

Dear,

Can you open it for me,

Uncle Wiggly?

The rabbit gentleman thought for a moment,

Then he said with a twinkle in his eyes that matched the twinkle in his nose.

Well,

Possibly I might untie the string,

But you see,

My teeth are so big and sharp and are so used to knowing wood and barks and carrots,

And I can't see very well,

Even with my glasses.

So I might accidentally,

When I bite through the string,

I might,

By mistake,

Also bite through the box and eat the candy myself.

Oh,

Dear,

Cried the little girl.

Then she added quickly,

As she thought of her polite manners,

I wouldn't mind,

Uncle Wiggly,

If you did eat some of the candy.

Only open the box for me so I can get part of it,

She said.

I think I have a better plan than that,

Said the old gentleman rabbit.

I will ask Mr.

Coco,

Our crow friend here,

To untie the string for you.

With his sharp bill,

This crow gentleman can easily loosen the knot and that too without danger of breaking the box and taking any candy.

Will he do it?

Asked the little girl eagerly.

To be sure I will,

Said the crow gentleman.

And he loosened the knot then and there with his sharp bill,

Which seemed just made for such things.

Oh,

What lovely candy,

Cried the little girl as she took the cover off the box.

I'm going to give you each some,

She added,

And she gave Mr.

Coco some candy flavored with green corn,

For he liked that best of all.

And to Uncle Wiggly,

She gave some nice,

Soft,

Squishy,

Squashy candy with a carrot inside.

And the little girl ate some chocolate candy for herself and did not cry anymore.

Get into my auto,

Said Uncle Wiggly,

And I'll give you a ride.

Perhaps we may have an adventure.

Oh,

I just love adventures,

Said Little Cora.

I love them even better than candy.

But we can eat candy in the auto anyway,

She went on with a laugh as she climbed into the seat.

Then Uncle Wiggly turned the tinkerum-tankerum and with a feather,

Tickled the wuzzigum-wuzzigum to make the auto go,

And it went.

The old gentleman rabbit made the cow's horn blow,

Moo,

Moo.

And away they started off through the woods.

They had not gone very far,

And Cora had only eaten about six pieces of candy when they heard a voice behind them shouting,

Wait for me,

Wait for me,

I want a ride.

Huh,

Called the crow.

Who can that be?

I'll look,

Said Uncle Wiggly,

And he did.

Then he exclaimed,

Oh dear,

It's the circus elephant.

And he's grown so big lately.

And if he gets in with us,

He will break my auto.

Don't let him do it then,

Said Mr.

Caca.

I don't believe I will,

Said Uncle Wiggly.

But would it be polite not to give him a ride,

Asked the little girl as she ate another piece of candy.

No,

You were right,

It would not,

Said Uncle Wiggly decidedly.

I must give him a ride,

But he's sure to break my auto,

And then I can't ride around for my health anymore and stop getting fat.

Oh dear,

What a predicament.

A predicament means trouble,

You know.

Then the elephant called again.

I say,

Hold on there,

I want a ride.

And he came on as fast as anything.

Uncle Wiggly was going to stop and let the creature get in,

When the crow gentleman said,

We'll pretend we don't hear him.

We'll keep right on and not stop.

Then it won't be impolite for he will think we didn't listen to what he said.

Oh,

That's it,

Said Uncle Wiggly.

We'll do that.

Patchy is the dearest old chap in the world,

You know,

But he really is too big for this auto.

Patchy was the elephant's name,

You see.

So,

Uncle Wiggly made the auto go faster,

And still the elephant ran after it calling,

Stop,

Stop,

I want a ride.

He's catching up to us,

Said the crow looking back.

Oh dear,

Cried Uncle Wiggly,

What's to be done?

I know what to do,

Spoke Cora.

I'll drop some pieces of candy in the road for him,

And when he stops to eat them,

We can get so far away,

He can't catch up to us.

Please do,

Begged Uncle Wiggly,

And the little girl did.

And when the elephant saw the pieces of candy,

Being fond of sweet things,

He stopped to pick them up in his trunk and eat them.

And it took him quite a while,

For the candy was well scattered about.

And when the elephant had eaten the last piece,

Uncle Wiggly and the crow and little girl were far off in the auto,

And the elephant could not catch them to break the machine,

Though even if he had smashed it,

He would not have meant to do it.

But anyhow,

Luckily,

The elephant didn't mind not getting in the car,

Because he ate so much candy,

And he was so full,

That he was totally happy.

So,

Uncle Wiggly rode on,

Looking for more adventures,

And he soon found one.

I'll tell you about it in the next story.

It's going to be cold,

Uncle Wiggly.

At the Squirrel House.

And that's it for now.

Be good.

Bye-bye.