Never mind. I'll try to-morrow."
So he gave the penny to the chipmunk, and she stopped crying right away,
and took hold of Uncle Wiggily's paw, and he led her around to all the
hollow stumps until she found the right one where she lived.
And he bought her an ice cream cone because he felt sorry for her. And,
just as she was eating it, along came a big, black bear and he wanted
half of it, but very luckily the July bug flew past just then, and he bit
the bear in the eyes, so that the bad bear was glad enough to run home,
taking his little stumpy tail with him. Then the chipmunk took Uncle
Wiggily back to her home, and he stayed with her papa and mamma all night.
Now, in case the rocking chair on our porch doesn't tip over in the middle
of the night, and scare the pussy cat off the railing, I'll tell you next
about Uncle Wiggily and the black cricket.
STORY X
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE BLACK CRICKET
Uncle Wiggily, the nice old gentleman rabbit, was feeling quite sad one
morning as he hopped along the dusty road. It was a few days after he had
helped the lost chipmunk find her way back home, and he had given her the
lost penny which he had also picked up.
"Oh, dear me!" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily, as he thought of the penny.
"That's generally the way it is in this world.
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