<h2><SPAN name="XXXVI" id="XXXVI">STORY XXXVI</SPAN><br/> <span>UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE WOLF</span></h2></div>
<p>Uncle Wiggily was hopping through the woods with Nurse
Jane one day, wondering what sort of an adventure he might
have, and he was helping the muskrat lady housekeeper carry
some clothes pins that she had bought at the three and four
cent store when, all of a sudden, Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy called
loudly:</p>
<p>"Look out!"</p>
<p>"What's the matter?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "Am I spilling
the clothes pins?"</p>
<p>"No," answered the muskrat housekeeper of the hollow
stump bungalow. "But, see that big wolf! Let's run!"</p>
<p>"Where's any wolf?" asked the bunny gentleman. "I don't
see any," and he began searching in his pockets for his
spectacles, which he had taken off, as they tickled his pink,
twinkling nose.</p>
<p>"There's a big, gold wolf, over behind that mulberry bush,"
whispered Nurse Jane.</p>
<p>"What's that? A <i>gold</i> wolf? I never heard of such a
thing!" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. "You must be mistaken,
Nurse Jane. I'll take a look!"</p>
<p>Then bravely singing the song—"Here we go 'round the
Mulberry Bush,"<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</SPAN></span>
Uncle Wiggily hopped up to where Nurse
Jane pointed. Surely enough, something was gleaming gold-like
among the trees, and as soon as Uncle Wiggily had put
on his glasses, and had taken a good look, he cried:</p>
<p>"Well, well, Nurse Jane! This is a gold wolf, surely
enough! But it cannot hurt us!"</p>
<p>"Why not?" asked the muskrat lady, who was getting ready
to run.</p>
<p>"Because it is only a wolf carved out of <i>wood</i>, and painted
like gold," answered the bunny gentleman. "I see what this
is—it is one of the gilded wolves that were on the Little Red
Riding Hood chariot from the circus. This golden, wooden
wolf fell off the wagon and the circus people did not stop to
pick it up."</p>
<p>"Well, I'm glad it's a wooden wolf," spoke the muskrat
lady. "Then it can't nibble your ears; can it?"</p>
<p>"Not in the least," laughed Uncle Wiggily. "But if I had
a wheelbarrow, or something, I'd take this wolf home to my
bungalow."</p>
<p>"What for?" Nurse Jane wanted to know.</p>
<p>"Oh, I'd set it in the hall, near the umbrella rack," said
Uncle Wiggily. "Just think! A golden, wooden wolf would
be quite an ornament."</p>
<p>"Yes," agreed Nurse Jane, "it might look nice. But how
can you get it home? It is too heavy to drag, and it has no
wheels on as the animals have in the Noah's arks."</p>
<p>"Hum! Let me see, now," said Uncle Wiggily, walking
around the golden, wooden wolf. "If I only had some wheels!"</p>
<p>And just then, along through the woods came Billie and
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</SPAN></span>
Nannie Wagtail, the goat boy and girl, each with roller skates
dangling by a strap over their shoulders.</p>
<p>"Oh, Billie! The very chap I wanted!" laughed Uncle
Wiggily. "Let me take your roller skates for the golden wolf!
And you too, Nan!"</p>
<p>"With pleasure," bleated Billie, shaking his horns. "I'll
help you fasten them on."</p>
<p>"Will the wolf bite?" asked Nannie, a bit timidly.</p>
<p>"Of course not!" laughed Uncle Wiggily.</p>
<p>So the roller skates were fastened on the paws of the golden,
wooden wolf, and then, with a bit of wild grape vine for a rope,
the gilded animal from the Red Riding Hood circus wagon was
dragged through the woods to Uncle Wiggily's bungalow.</p>
<p>There the savage creature, who couldn't bite even a lollypop
stick, was placed in the hall near the front door.</p>
<p>"Our friends will think us quite stylish like and proper,"
said Uncle Wiggily, admiring the wolf ornament.</p>
<p>"Yes," agreed Nurse Jane. "As long as it doesn't scare any
of the animal children it will be all right."</p>
<p>But the animal children soon learned that the wolf was only
made of gilded wood, and though his mouth was widely open,
showing his sharp teeth, he could never, never bite them.</p>
<p>One day, about a week after he had brought the gilded wolf
to his bungalow, Uncle Wiggily was home all alone. Nurse
Jane had gone to the movies, with Mrs. Wibblewobble, the
duck lady, and the bunny gentleman was just thinking of going
to look for an adventure, or a piece of pie in the pantry, when,
all of a sudden, there came a knock at his door.</p>
<p>"That must be Nurse Jane," said Uncle Wiggily. "She is
back <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</SPAN></span>
a bit early, and has, I suppose, forgotten her key. I'll let
her in."</p>
<p>The bunny gentleman opened his bungalow door, but, instead
of his muskrat lady housekeeper he saw the bad old
Skeezicks.</p>
<p>"Ah ha!" cried the Skeezicks. "I fooled you, didn't I? You
thought I was Nurse Jane and you came to let me in! Now I'm
going to nibble your ears! Ha! Ha!"</p>
<p>Uncle Wiggily tried to shut the door, but the bad Skeezicks
pushed his way in, and was just going to nibble the bunny's
ears when, all of a sudden, the impolite Skee saw the golden
wolf.</p>
<p>Coming into the dark hall, as he did from the bright outdoors,
the Skeezicks could not see that the wolf was not real.
It looked so natural that the Skee stopped short and then he
cried:</p>
<p>"Oh, excuse me! Oh, I didn't know you were here, Mr. Wolf,
or I never would have come in. You are going to nibble Uncle
Wiggily's ears, I suppose. You have the first turn. Well, I'll
nibble them some other time, when you have finished. Please
excuse and don't bite me! I'll skip right long!"</p>
<p>And with that, out of the door the Skeezicks jumped, never
hurting the bunny gentleman at all.</p>
<p>"Ha! Ha!" laughed Uncle Wiggily, as he closed the door.
"The golden, wooden wolf did me a good turn after all! He
scared away the Skeezicks. I'm glad the circus wolf lives in my
bungalow!"</p>
<p>And Nurse Jane said the same thing when she came home
from the movies.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</SPAN></span>
So this teaches us that it is a good thing to have something
of gold around the house, even if it is only a gold dollar.</p>
<p>But now we have come to the end of this book. Not that
Uncle Wiggily's adventures were over, for he had many more.
But these are all I have room for here. Enough to say that the
bunny rabbit lived happily for many, many years in his hollow
stump bungalow in the woods, with Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy.
And there you may, perhaps, see him some day.</p>
<p>Who knows?</p>
<p class="center p120">ADIEU</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/p247_300.jpg" width-obs="300" height-obs="425" alt="Uncle Wiggily" /></div>
<div class="transnote">
<p class="center"><b>Transcriber's Note</b></p>
<p>Obvious typographical and punctuation errors have been corrected.</p>
<p>Blank pages have been removed.</p>
<p>Character names vary from story to story and have been handled thus:</p>
<ul><li>Peetie Bow Wow was mis-spelled twice. These have been corrected</li>
<li>Mr Longears was referred to as Dr Longears once. This has been corrected</li>
<li>Jackie Bow Wow is used in two places. These have been retained.</li>
<li>Billie was referred to as Billy in a caption. This has been retained.</li></ul></div>
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