day, as he stopped at the kennel
where the dog lady lived with her two little boys, Jackie and Peetie
Bow Wow, the puppies. "How is Jackie?"

"Jackie is not so well, I'm sorry to say," answered Mrs. Bow Wow, as
she looked carefully along the back fence to see if there were any bad
cats there who might meaouw, and try to scratch the puppies.

"Not so well? I am sorry to hear that," spoke the bunny uncle.
"What's seems to be the matter?"

"Oh, you know Jackie and Peetie both had the measles," went on Mrs. Bow
Wow. "They seemed to get over them nicely, at least Peetie did, but
then Jackie caught the epizootic, and he has to stay in bed a week
longer, and take bitter medicine."

"Bitter medicine, eh?" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. "I am sorry to hear
that, for I don't like bitter medicine myself."

"Neither does Jackie," continued Mrs. Bow Wow. "In fact, he really
doesn't know whether he likes this bitter medicine or not."

"Why, not?" asked the rabbit gentleman.

"Because we can't get him to take a drop," said the puppy dog boy's
mother. "Not a drop will he take, though I have fixed it up for him
with orange juice and sugar and even put it in a lollypop. But he
won't take it, and Dr. Possum says he won't get well unless he takes
the bitter medicine."

"Well, Dr. Possum ought to know," said Uncle Wiggily. "But why don't
you ask him a good way to give the medicine to Jackie?"

"That's what I'm waiting out here for now," said Mrs. Bow Wow. "I want
to catch Dr. Possum when he comes past, and ask him to come in and give
Jackie the medicine. The poor boy really needs it to make him well."

"Of course he does," agreed Uncle Wiggily. "And while you are waiting
for Dr. Possum I'll see what I can do."

"What are you going to do?" asked Mrs. Bow Wow, as the bunny uncle
started for the dog kennel.

"I'm going to try to make Jackie take his bitter medicine. You just
stay out here a little while."

"Well, I hope you do it, but I'm afraid you won't," spoke Mrs. Bow Wow
with a sigh. "I've tried all the ways I know. I was just going, as
you came along, to get a toy balloon, blow it up, and put the medicine
inside. Then I was going to let Jackie burst it by sticking a pin in
it. And I thought when the balloon exploded the medicine might be
blown down his throat."

"Oh, well, I think I have a better way than that," said Uncle Wiggily
with a laugh. He went in where Jackie, who had the measles-epizootic,
was in be