Hi,
It's Stefania,
And we're back with another Uncle Wiggly story.
This one's called Uncle Wiggly and the Flowers.
One Saturday when there was no school,
Charlie Chick was playing soldier in the chicken coop and beating the drum that Uncle Wiggly had given him for Christmas.
And Arabella,
Who was Charlie's sister,
Was playing with her talking doll.
The little chicken girl was teaching the doll to recite that piece about,
Once a trap was baited with a piece of cheese.
But the doll couldn't seem to get the verses right.
She would say it something like this.
Once a trap was baited with a twinkling star,
T'was Christmas Eve and Santa Claus was coming from afar.
A little drop of water was in Jack Horner's pie when Mary lost her little lamb.
Old Mother Goose did cry.
Oh,
You'll never get that right,
Exclaimed Arabella.
Uncle Wiggly,
Can't you make my talking doll learn to speak pieces right?
She gets them all mixed up.
I'll try,
Said the old gentleman rabbit.
And he was just telling the doll how to recite a poem about a little monkey jack upon a stick of candy.
And every time he took a bite,
It tasted fine and dandy.
Well,
The doll had learned one verse when all at once there came a knock on the door and there stood a messenger boy with a telegram,
A message for Uncle Wiggly.
Oh,
Something has happened,
Exclaimed Mrs.
Chick.
I am so nervous whenever telegrams come.
Wait until I read it,
Said the old gentleman rabbit.
And when he had read it,
He said,
It is from Aunt Lettie,
The old lady goat.
She has the episodic very badly from having eaten some billboard pictures of a snowstorm,
Which made her catch cold.
And she wants to know if I can't come over to see her and tell Dr.
Possum to bring her some medicine.
Of course I will.
I'll start off at once.
So,
Uncle Wiggly started off in his automobile and on his way to see the old lady goat.
He stopped at the doctor's house and Dr.
Possum promised to come as soon as he could and cure the old lady goat.
Then I'll go on ahead,
Spoke Uncle Wiggly,
And tell her you are coming.
So he hurried on with his long ears flapping to and fro,
And he hadn't gone very far before he came to a shop where a man had flowers to sell.
Roses and violets and pinks and all lovely blossoms like that.
The very thing,
Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly as he saw the pretty posies.
Sick persons like flowers and I'll take some to Aunt Lettie.
They may cheer her up.
So he bought a large bouquet and kept on towards the old lady goat's house.
Well,
He hadn't gone very far before all at once as he was going around the corner by the prickly brier bush that had berries on it in the summertime.
All at once,
I say,
Out jumped a big black bear.
At first,
Uncle Wiggly thought it was a good bear,
And he stopped the auto to shake paws with him,
But all at once he saw that it was a bad bear whom he had never seen before.
Oh my,
Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly surprised like,
I guess I have made a mistake.
I don't know you.
I beg your pardon.
You don't need to do that.
Growl the bear.
You'll soon know me well enough.
You and I are going to be very well acquainted soon.
You come with me.
And with that,
He grabbed hold of the old gentleman rabbit and marched off with him,
Pulling him right out of the auto.
Where are you taking me?
Asked Uncle Wiggly,
Trying to be brave and not shiver or shake.
To my den,
Answered the bear in a griddly,
Growly voice.
I haven't had my dinner yet.
And here he is.
Dune.
Earth.
Oh,
What a savage bear,
Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly.
What makes you so cross?
Just look at my feet and you'll see why,
Answered the bear.
And Uncle Wiggly looked.
And as true as I'm telling you,
There were a whole lot of walnut shells fast on the bear's feet.
That's enough to make anyone cross,
Said the bear.
I stepped in these shells that someone threw out of their window after Christmas,
And they stuck on so tight that I can't get them off.
Talk about corns.
These are worse than any corns.
I have to walk on my tiptoes all the while.
I'm so cross that I could eat a hot cross bun and never know it.
Whoa.
Oh,
My,
Exclaimed Uncle Wiggly.
Then I guess it's all up with me.
And he felt quite sad-like.
You may well say that,
Growled the bear.
Come along.
And he almost pulled Uncle Wiggly head over paws.
What have you in that paper?
Asked the bear as he saw the bag of flowers in Uncle Wiggly's paw.
Some blossoms for poor,
Sick Aunt Lettie,
Answered the rabid gentleman.
Poor,
Sick Aunt Lettie.
Don't talk to me about sick goats,
Growled the bear.
I'm sicker than any goat of these walnut shells on my feet.
And then Uncle Wiggly thought of something.
Gently opening the paper,
He took out one nice,
Big,
Sweet-smelling rose and handed it to the bear,
Saying nothing.
Blah,
Blah.
What's this?
Growled the bear.
And before he knew what he was doing,
He had taken the rose in his big paws.
And then,
Before he knew it,
The next thing,
He was smelling of it.
And as he smelled the sweet perfume,
He seemed to think he was in the summer fields,
All covered with flowers.
And as he looked at the rose,
It seemed to remind him of the time when he was a little bear.
It wasn't so bad and didn't say things like,
Blah,
Blah.
And then,
Once more,
He smelled of the perfume and the flower,
And he seemed to forget the pain of the walnut shells on his feet.
Oh,
Uncle Wiggly,
Exclaimed the bear.
And tears came into his blinkery,
Angry eyes and rolled down his black nose.
I'm sorry I was so bad to you.
This flower is so lovely that it makes me want to be good.
Run along now before I change my mind and get bad again.
First,
Let me help you take those walnut shells off your paws,
Said the rabbit gentleman.
And he did so.
Prying them off with a stick.
And then the bear felt ever so much better,
And he hurried to his den,
Still smelling the beautiful rose.
So,
You see,
Flowers are sometimes good,
Even for bears.
Then Uncle Wiggly hurried on to Aunt Lettie's house with the rest of the bouquet,
And when she saw it,
She was quite some better.
And when Dr.
Possum gave her some medicine,
She was all better,
And she thought Uncle Wiggly was very brave to do as he had done with the bear.
And that's the end of our story for today.
Next time,
I'll tell you the story about Uncle Wiggly and Susie's doll.
I wonder what's going to happen.
I'll be back,
And we'll find out.
Bye for now.
Stay good.
Be well.
Be happy.
Bye!
