"I have to go on to seek my fortune,"
and away he hopped. Well, that alligator was so angry that he gnashed his
teeth and nearly broke them, and he crawled after Uncle Wiggily, but of
course, he couldn't catch him.
Uncle Wiggily was pretty careful after that, and whenever he came near a
prickly briar bush he listened with both his long ears stuck up straight
to see if he could hear any sounds like an alligator. But he didn't, and
so he kept on.
Well, it was coming on toward evening, one afternoon, and the old
gentleman rabbit was tramping along the road, wondering where he would
sleep, when all of a sudden something came bursting out of the bushes
toward the rabbit, and a voice cried out:
"Hide! Hide! Uncle Wiggily. Hide as quickly as you can!"
"Why should I hide?" asked the old gentleman rabbit. "Is there a giant
coming after me?"
"Worse than a giant," said the voice. "It is a bad wolf that jumped out of
his cage from the circus, and he is just ready to eat up anything he
sees," and the July bug, for it was he who had fluttered out of the
bushes, to tell Uncle Wiggily, made his wings go slowly to and fro like an
electric palm-leaf fan.
"A wolf, eh?" cried the old gentleman rabbit. "And do you think he will
eat me?"
"He surely will," said the July bug.
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