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Maryland State Archives Jeffersonian, Towson, Maryland mdsa_sc3410_1_81-0190 Enlarge and print image (5M) |
| % Uncle Wiggily's Adventures Copyright, 1924, &V The McClure Newspaper Syndicate. -ft Trade-Mark Registered. DING DONG BELL! COME ON TO SCHOOL—IT'S SWELL! TeXt t>V HOWARD R GARIS HEAR THE MERRY SHOUT! FOR NOW THE SCHOOL IS OUT! Author of the Łamous UNCLE wlcGILy beo^e stores DING DONG! DING DONG! SING A SONG! Pictured by LANG CAMPBELL 1. Through the forest and over the meadows sounded the ringing of the bell on the Hollow Stump School. But when the rat janitor had rung the bell there was no Lady Mouse Teacher to meet the children. "Ha! 1 know what I'll do!" squeaked the rat. "I'll get Uncle Wiggily to teach school. The Lady Mouse hasn't come back from her vacation." So Uncle Wiggily found a lot of books and started to the school. 2. Mr. Stubtail, the kind old bear, was taking his little boy bear, Quiffy, to school that morning. "Hurray!" grunted Quiffy when he saw the rabbit. "It will be jolly with Uncle Wiggily for a teacher." When Mr. Longears reached the school he saw many animal children, including Billy and Bawly No Tail, the frogs. "First class in hopping!" cried Uncle Wiggily, just like the lady mouse, and the frogs jumped. 3. "This is a funny way to teach school." said Mr. Stubtail as he went off home, leaving Quiffy there. "But I dare say the children will like it. No books—some school!" After Bully and Bawly had each jumped the best they knew how, Uncle Wiggily said: "The next class will be in standing on your head. There are two little pigs and a little dog in this class. "Quee! Quee!" cried one pig as he flopped over. 4. "Jackie Bow Wow is best in the standing on head class," said Uncle Wiggily, after others had tried. "Now we shall have lessons in skipping the rope. All ready, girls. We will go outside for this and I hope you all get good marks." "Oh, isn't this fun!" squealed Squeaker, a little pig girl, as she waited her turn while Kittle Kat was jumping. "1 just love to have Uncle Wiggily teach our school!" 5. "Aren't we ever going to recite out of books, Uncle Wiggily?" asked little Quiffy the' bear. "No, not while it's so hot," answered bunny uncle. "We shall now have some lessons in playing marbles. Take your shooter, Quiffy, and see if you can do better than Billie Wagtail. The one who knocks the most marbles out of the ring will go to the head of the class." "Oh, this is lots of fun!" grunted Quiffy. 6. "Attention, children!" suddenly called Uncle Wiggily, and all the boy and girl animals sat up very straight at their desks. "Do any of you know your top spinning lessons'" he asked. All the boys raised their paws, and Lulu Wibblewobble, a sort of tomboy duck girl, raised one wing, for she could spin tops. "But we'll let Peetie Bow Wow. Samrnie Littletail and Pokie the turtle try first," said Uncle Wiggily, 7. After the top spinning lesson, in which, strange to say, Pokie the turtle did best, the bunny said the girl pupils could play with their dolls. "What are we going to do?" asked Billie Wagtail, the goat. "You boys will recite in the kite flying class," said Uncle Wiggily. "It is very important to know how to fly kites." The boys cried "Hurray!' and hurried out of doors. Out from the sea flopped the Walrus. 8. All of a sudden, when Uncle Wiggily was going to tell who was best at kite flying, the Walrus gave a grunt, flopped over the fence into the school yard and caught hold of the rabbit. "Come back with me to the sea!" gargled the Walrus. "Oh, 1 don't want to go!" sighed the bunny. "Can't we save Uncle Wiggily?" shouted Jackie Bow Wow. "Yes! Throw the hard lesson books at the Walrus!" squealed Floppy. 9. "That's a good idea!" cried Sammie Littletail. The brave animal boys, and some of the girls, threw the lesson books at the Walrus, pelting him on his head and banging his nose. "Goopie! Goopie!" grunted the bad chap, as he flopped away, letting go of Uncle Wiggily. Then the bunny uncle also threw books. "1 knew I would find a use for them sooner or later!" laughed Uncle Wiggily, twinkling his nose. And if the ice pick doesn't throw seeds all around the room when the watermelon is giving a party for the ash can in the salt cellar, the ne*t pictures and story will be about UNCLE WIGGILY'S JUMPING BOOTS. © Maryland State Archives mdsa_sc3410_1_81-0190.jpg |