ttie. "We will do it for you, in soapy water, which is
better."

Soon Uncle Wiggily made a fire. Back came Billie Wagtail with the
tomato can. Some snow was put in it, and it was set over the blaze.
Soon the snow melted into water, and then when the water was hot
Uncle Wiggily made a soapy suds as Nurse Jane had done.

"Now I can wash my mittens!" cried Muzzo, and she did. And when they
were nice and clean she went home with them, and oh! how glad her
mother was to see her!

"Never run away again, Muzzo," said the cat lady.

"I won't," promised the kitten. "But where is Wuzzo?"

"She is still lost," said Mrs. Purr.

"But I will go find her, too," said Uncle Wiggily.

And if the apple pie doesn't go out snowballing with the piece of
cheese, and forget to come back to dinner, I'll tell you next about
Uncle Wiggily and the third little kitten.

CHAPTER XIX

UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE THIRD KITTEN

Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice old gentleman rabbit, came walking
slowly up the front path that led to his hollow-stump bungalow. He
was limping a little on his red, white and blue striped barber-pole
rheumatism crutch that Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady
housekeeper, had gnawed for him out of a corn-stalk.

"Well, I'm glad to be home again," said the rabbit uncle, sitting
down on the front porch to rest a minute. And just then the door in
the hollow stump opened, and Nurse Jane, looking out, said:

"Oh, here he is now, Mrs. Purr."

With that a cat lady came to the door and she said:

"Oh, Uncle Wiggily! I thought you never would come back. Did you
find her?"

"Find who?" asked the rabbit gentleman. "I was not looking for any
one. I have just been down to Lincoln Park to see some squirrels who
live in a hollow tree. They are second cousins to Johnnie and Billie
Bushytail, the squirrels who live in our woods. I had a nice visit
with them."

"Then you didn't find Wuzzo, my third little lost kitten, did you?"
asked Mrs. Purr, the cat mother.

"What! Is Wuzzo still lost?" asked the bunny uncle, in great
surprise. "I thought she had come home."

"No, she hasn't," said Mrs. Purr. "You know you found my other
kittens, Fuzzo and Muzzo, for me, but Wuzzo, the third little
kitten, is still lost. She has been away all night, and I came over
here the first thing this morning to see if you would not kindly go
look for her. But you had already left and I have been waiting here
ever since for you to come b