tell you next about Uncle Wiggily and
the high tree.

STORY VII

UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE HIGH TREE

Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice rabbit gentleman, stood in front of
the looking glass trying on a new tall silk hat he had just bought
ready for Easter Sunday, which would happen in about a week or two.

"Do you think it looks well on me, Nurse Jane?" asked the bunny uncle,
of the muskrat lady housekeeper, who came in from the kitchen of the
hollow stump bungalow, having just finished washing the dishes.

"Why, yes, I think your new hat is very nice," she said.

"Do you think I ought to have the holes for my ears cut a little
larger?" asked the bunny uncle. "I mean the holes cut, not my ears."

"Well, just a little larger wouldn't hurt any," replied Miss Fuzzy
Wuzzy. "I'll cut them for you," and she did, with her scissors. For
Uncle Wiggily had to wear his tall silk hat with his ears sticking up
through holes cut in it. His ears were too large to go under the hat,
and he could not very well fold them down.

"There, now I guess I'm all right to go for a walk in the woods," said
the rabbit gentleman, taking another look at himself in the glass. It
was not a proud look, you understand. Uncle Wiggily just wanted to
look right and proper, and he wasn't at all stuck up, even if his ears
were, but he couldn't help that.

So off he started, wondering what sort of an adventure he would have
that day. He passed the place where the blue violets were growing in
the green moss--the same violets he had used to make Nurse Jane's
blueing water for her clothes the other day, as I told you. And the
violets were glad to see the bunny uncle.

Then Uncle Wiggily met Grandfather Goosey Gander, the nice old goose
gentleman, and the two friends walked on together, talking about how
much cornmeal you could buy with a lollypop, and all about the best way
to eat fried ice cream carrots.

"That's a very nice hat you have on, Uncle Wiggily," said Grandpa
Goosey, after a bit.

"Glad you like it," answered the bunny uncle. "It's for Easter."

"I think I'll get one for myself," went on Mr. Gander. "Do you think I
would look well in it?"

"Try on mine and see," offered Uncle Wiggily most kindly. So he took
his new, tall silk hat off his head, pulling his ears out of the holes
Nurse Jane had cut for them, and handed it to Grandfather Goosey
Gander--handed the hat, I mean, not his ears, though of course the
holes went with