have all you
want to eat."

Rut the wolf would not go away, even when Uncle Wiggily asked him
to, most politely, making a bow and twinkling his nose.

"I'm going to stay here all night," the wolf growled. "I am not
going away. I am going to get that third little pig!"

"Are you? Well, we'll see about that!" cried the rabbit gentleman.
Then he took a rib out of his umbrella, and with a piece of his shoe
lace (that he didn't need) for a string he made a bow like the
Indians used to have.

"If I only had an arrow now I could shoot it from my umbrella-bow,
hit the wolf on the nose and make him go away," said Uncle Wiggily.
Then he looked out of the window and saw where the rain, dripping
from the roof, had frozen into long, sharp icicles.

"Ha!" cried Uncle Wiggily. "An icicle will make the best kind of an
arrow! Now I'll shoot the wolf, not hard enough to hurt him, but
just hard enough to make him run away."

Reaching out the window Uncle Wiggily broke off a sharp icicle. He
put this ice arrow in his bow and, pulling back the shoe string,
"twang!" he shot the wolf on the nose.

"Oh, wow! Oh, double-wow! Oh, custard cake!" howled the wolf. "This
isn't in the Mother Goose book at all. Not a single pig did I get!
Oh, my nose! Ouch!"

Then he ran away, and Uncle Wiggily and Twisty-Tail could come
safely out of the brick house, which they did, hurrying home to the
bunny house where Grunter and Squeaker were, to get something to
eat. So everything came out right, you see, and Uncle Wiggily saved
the three little pigs, one after the other.

And if the canary bird doesn't go swimming in the rice pudding, and
eat out all the raisin seeds, so none is left for the parrot, I'll
tell you next of Uncle Wiggily and Little Boy Blue.

CHAPTER V

UNCLE WIGGILY AND LITTLE BOY BLUE

"Uncle Wiggily, are you very busy to-day?" asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy
Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper, who, with the old rabbit
gentleman, was on a visit to the Bushytail family of squirrels in
their hollow-tree home.

After staying a while with the Littletail rabbits, when his
hollow-stump bungalow had burned down, the bunny uncle went to visit
Johnnie and Billie Bushytail.

"Are you very busy, Uncle Wiggily?" asked the muskrat lady.

"Why, no, Nurse Jane, not so very," answered the bunny uncle. "Is
there something you would like me to do for you?" he asked, with a
polite bow.

"Well, Mrs. Bushytail and I have just baked some pies,"