"But the rabbit can't hurt you.
Besides, if you sting him for me I will give you a popcorn ball."
[Illustration]
"Why are you so anxious for me to sting the rabbit?" asked the wasp, as he
flittered his steely-blue wings.
"Oh, if you do that it will scare him so that he won't know which way to
run, and then, when he is all puzzled up, I can jump out on him and eat
him up!" said the voice. "I have been wanting a rabbit dinner this long
time," and with that out from the bushes crawled the bad fox.
"Very well," said the wasp, "I'll sting the rabbit on the end of his
twinkling nose for you, and then you must give me a popcorn ball," for you
know wasps like sweet things.
So the wasp got ready to sting poor Uncle Wiggily, and all this while the
rabbit and the porcupine were peacefully sleeping there under the ferns,
and they didn't know what was going to happen.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!" went the wasp, as he flew closer to Uncle Wiggily. He
was all ready to sting him, when a piece of bark happened to fall off a
tree and hit the porcupine on his left ear, waking him up. He opened his
eyes very quickly, thinking that a fairy was throwing snowballs at him,
and then the porcupine heard the wasp buzzing, and he saw the wasp flying
straight toward Uncle Wiggily to sting him, and next the porcupine saw
the bad fox.
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