STORY XXX
UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE COWBIRD
"Do you think you can help me find my way back home again?" asked the
pussy of Uncle Wiggily as they awakened the next morning, after having
spent the night in the woods by the camp fire.
"Oh, I'm sure I can," answered the rabbit. "As soon as we have our
breakfast we'll start off to look for your clothespin house."
Then Uncle Wiggily made up the camp fire again, putting on some more wood,
and he boiled the coffee, in a tomato can, and fried some pieces of bacon
he had in his valise. The way he cooked them was to take a sharp stick and
put a piece of bacon on the end of it, and then he held the bacon up in
front of the blaze, where it sizzled away, and got nice and curly and
brown, and oh! how good it did smell, and so did the coffee! Oh! it's
great to cook over a camp fire when the smoke doesn't get in your eyes and
when it doesn't rain.
"Now we must put out the fire," said the rabbit, as he and the pussy were
ready to go look for the clothespin house.
"Why must we do that, Uncle Wiggily?"
"Oh, so that it will not set fire to the woods, and burn down the nice
trees after we are gone. Always put out your camp fire when you leave it,"
said the rabbit, as he threw water on the blaze, making clouds of steam.
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