d rescue him."

"Bow-wow! Bow-wow! Sure! Sure!" cried Cover, wagging his tail.

So he and Uncle Wiggily ran down, and jumped into the motor boat. And they
knew just how to start the engine and run it, for the boy had showed them.

"Bang-bang!" went the engine. "Whizz-whizz!" went the boat through the
water.

"Faster! Faster!" cried Uncle Wiggily, who was steering the boat, while
Rover ran the engine. "Go faster!"

So Rover made it go as fast as he could, and then all of a sudden that boy
went down under the water, out of sight.

"Oh, he's drowned!" cried Uncle Wiggily sorrowfully.

But he wasn't, I'm glad to say. Just then along came Nurse Jane
Fuzzy-Wuzzy, the muskrat, swimming. And she dived away down under and
helped bring that boy up to the top of the water, and then Uncle Wiggily
and Cover grabbed him as the muskrat lifted him up, and they pulled him
into the motor boat, and so saved his life. And oh! how thankful he was
when he was safe on shore, and he was careful never to fall in the water
again.

Now, in case the clothes wringer doesn't squeeze all the juice out of my
breakfast orange, I'll tell you in the next story about Uncle Wiggily
making a cherry pie.

STORY XV

UNCLE WIGGILY MAKES A PIE

Do you remember the little boy whom Uncle Wiggily helped save after he
fell out of the boat? Well, that boy's papa was so glad because Uncle
Wiggily had helped save the little chap from drowning that he couldn't do
enough for the old gentleman rabbit.

"You can stay here forever, and have carrot ice cream every day if you
like," the man said.

"Oh, thank you very much, but I think I'll travel on," replied Uncle
Wiggily. "I have still to seek my fortune."

"Why, _I_ will give you a fortune!" said the boy's papa. "I will give you
a thousand million dollars, and a penny besides."

"That would be a fine fortune," spoke the rabbit, "but I would much rather
find my own. It is no fun when you get a thing given to you. It is better
to earn it yourself, and then you think more of it."

"Yes, that is so," said the man. "Well, we will be sorry to see you go."

Uncle Wiggily started off the next day, once more to seek his fortune, and
the little boy felt so sad at seeing him go that he cried, and put his
arms around the old gentleman rabbit, and kissed him between the ears. And
Uncle Wiggily felt badly, too.

Well, the old gentleman rabbit traveled on and on for several days after
that, sleeping under