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Uncle Wiggily’s Adventures
Copyright, 1919, by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate. Trade-Mark Registered.
“Happy New Year, Uncle Wiggily!” cried Sammie and Susie
ihe rabbits, and many other animal children, as they called at the bunny
rabbit’s hollow stump bungalow on the first day of the new year. “This is
very kind of you, I’m sure,” spoke Uncle Wiggilly, as he opened the door.
“Please come in. Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy has gone calling, but I stayed
home, to wear my old slippers and read the paper. Come in!” YVith
joyous shouts the animal children trooped into the bungalow. “Have you
any New Year’s cakes?” asked Jackie Bow Wow, the puppy dog boy.
Uncle Wiggily, after asking Lulu and Alice Wibblewobble, the two duck
girls, to sweep up the spilled sugar, brought some more of the sweet stuff
from the cupboard. Then the bunny rabbit gentleman began to beat the
eggs up in a bowl. He turned the egg beater so fast that some of the
whites and. yellows splashed in the face of Peetie Bow Wow, the little
brother of Jackie. “Oh, Peetie! I didn’t mean to do that!” said Uncle
Wiggily. “I don’t mind,” barked Peetie with a laugh. "I like eggs, and
I’ll like that cake when it’s done!” The Squiggle’Bugs liked the sugar.
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I ncle Wiggily quickly put the cake in the hot oven. Then he ran over
to the window where Sammie and Johnnie had seen the Pipsisewah. Sure
enough, the bad chap was skipping along toward the hollow stump bunga
low. “Oh, what can we do?” cried Susie Littletail. “I know!” quacked
Lulu Wibblewobble. “We can throw hard lumps of coal at the bad chap!”
L'nclc Wiggily twinkled his pink nose, clapped his paws, and said: “That’s
right! Come on, everybody! The hod is full of coal. Throw some of the
hard lumps at the Pip!” 'And through the open windows this was done.
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UNCLE WIGGILTCS SNOW HOUSE.
When Johnnie and Billie Bushytail, the squirrels, and the other animal
children hurried into Uncle Wiggily bungalow, Jackie Bow Wow, the little
puppy dog chap, asked again: “Have you any New Year’s cakes, Uncle
Wiggily?” The bunny gentleman twinkled his pink nose like a straw
berry lollypop and said: “If I haven’t any cake, 1 can bake you one. Nurse
Jane is out and I can do as I please in her kitchen. Come on out there and
watch me make you a New Year’s cake!” In this picture we see the bunny
gentleman starting to bake a cake. The Squiggle Bugs look worried.
“Is the cake almost done, Uncle Wiggily?” asked Jimmie Wibblcwob
ble, the boy duck, as he watched the bunny rabbit gentleman mix up some
sweet batter in a bowl with a spoon. “Oh, no! Nowhere near done, Jim
mie,” answered Mr. Longears. “It has to be baked in the oven.” And
he raised a spoonful of the batter high in the air and let it flow into the
bowl. As he did so, some splattered out, and Johnnie and Billie Bushytail,
the squirrel boys, caught it. “This is as much fun as playing ball!” chat
tered Billie. “I’ll say so, too!” answered his brother Johnnie.
Uncle Wiggily and the animal children threw so many lumps of coal at
the Pipsisewah that the bad chap.was glad enough to run away. "Oh,
wow!” he cried. “I guess they don’t want me to pay a New Year’s call!”
And when Uncle Wiggily saw that the pip had gone he turned back to the
stove. “I guess our cake is done,” said he. But alas, the fire was so hot,
and it had taken so long to drive the Pipsisewah away by throwing lumps
of coal at him, that the New Year’s cake was burned to a cinder! 'I he oven
was full of smoke. “No cake for us!” said said the bunny. “Oh, dear 1 ”
UNCLE WIGGILY COULD DO MANY THINGS. BUT WHEN HE
TRIED TO BAKE A NEW YEAR’S CAKE, OH! WHAT TROUBLE
THERE WAS! JUST LOOK AT THE PICTURES!
“Well, I’m all ready to beat up the eggs,” said Uncle Wiggily, as he
brought the egg-beater and a bowl from the closet. “Hand me the can of
sugar, Susie Littletail,” he tsaid to the rabbit girl. “We want this New
Year’s cake to be nice and sweet.” But, alas! As Susie was handing the
bunny the can of sugar, the cover came off, Susie dropped the can and the
sugar spilled all over the floor of the bungalow kitchen. “Never mind,”
kindly said Uncle Wiggily. “I guess we have more sugar. I’ll get it. And
we’ll sweep up that which is spilled before Nurse Jane comes home.”
After beating up eggs, mixing sugar molasses, tlour, baking powder and
whatever else goes into a cake, Unclr Wiggily finished his New Year’s
work at last. “Now I’ll put the cake in the stove oven,” he said, “and,
when it is baked, I’ll give you each a slice for having called on me.” Susie
Littletail and Alice Wibblewobble watched Uncle Wiggily put the cake in
the oven. All of a sudden, Sammie Littletail, who had gone to the window
to look across the snowy-covered fields with Johnny Bushytail, cried out:
“Oh, Uncle Wiggily! Here comes the Pipsiscwah! Will he take the cake?”
Unde Wiggilv felt so badly at having let the cake bum that he did not
know whaf to do. J3ut # all of a sudden, the kitchen door opened and in
came Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper. “Well,
well! she cried. I m glad you have company, Uncle Wiggily, for Aunt
J.ettie, the goat lady, on whom I caHed, gave me a lovely plum-pudding
cake for you. I brought it with me.” “Oh, joy!” cried all the animal
children. Unde Wiggily blew a kiss to Nurse Jane. “Get plates and
forks!” cried the hnnny. “We’ll have a New Year’s feast now»”
Text by HOWARD R. GARIS
Author of the Famous UNCLE WIGGILY BEDTIME STOW''"'
Pictured by LANG CAMPBELL