ep, or the three little pigs, about whom you may
have read in my book, be kind to them."

"I will," promised Uncle Wiggily.

And he did, as you may read in the next chapter, when, if the sugar
spoon doesn't tickle the carving knife and make it dance on the
bread board, the story will be about Uncle Wiggily and the first
little pig.

CHAPTER II

UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE FIRST PIG

Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice old gentleman rabbit, came out of
the underground burrow house of the Littletail family, where he was
visiting a while with the bunny children, Sammie and Susie, because
his own hollow-stump bungalow had burned down.

"Where are you going, Uncle Wiggily?" asked Sammie Littletail, the
rabbit boy, as he strapped his cabbage leaf books together, ready to
go to school.

"Oh, I am just going for a little walk," answered Uncle Wiggily.
"Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper, asked me to
get her some court plaster from the five and six cent store, and on
my way there I may have an adventure. Who knows?"

"We are going to school," said Susie. "Will you walk part of the way
with us, Uncle Wiggily?"

"To be sure I will!" crowed the old gentleman rabbit, making believe
he was Mr. Cock A. Doodle, the rooster.

So Uncle Wiggily, with Sammie and Susie, started off across the
snow-covered fields and through the woods. Pretty soon they came to
the path the rabbit children must take to go to the hollow-stump
school, where the lady mouse teacher would hear their carrot and
turnip gnawing lessons.

"Good-by, Uncle Wiggily!" called Sammie and Susie. "We hope you have
a nice adventure,"

"Good-by. Thank you, I hope I do," he answered.

Then the rabbit gentleman walked on, while Sammie and Susie hurried
to school, and pretty soon Mr. Longears heard a queer grunting noise
behind some bushes near him.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" came the sound.

"Hello! Who is there?" asked Uncle Wiggily.

"Why, if you please, I am here, and I am the first little pig," came
the answer, and out from behind the bush stepped a cute little
piggie boy, with a bundle of straw under his paw.

"So you are the first little pig, eh?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "How
many of you are there altogether?"

"Three, if you please," grunted the first little pig. "I have two
brothers, and they are the second and third little pigs. Don't you
remember reading about us in the Mother Goose book?"

"Oh, of course I do!" cried Uncle Wiggily, twink