h the name of the flowers is snowdrop."

"Flowers! I don't call them flowers!" said Susie. "They are only
white balls."

"Don't you want to pick any?" asked the rabbit.

"Thank you, no," Susie said. "I like prettier colored flowers than
those, which are just plain white."

"Well, I like them, and I'll take some to Nurse Jane," spoke the bunny
uncle. So he picked a bunch of the snowdrops and carried them in his
paws, while Susie gathered the brighter flowers.

"I think those will be all teacher will want," said the little rabbit
girl at last.

"Yes, we had better be getting home," spoke Uncle Wiggily. "Nurse Jane
will soon have supper ready. Won't you come and eat with me, Susie?"

"Thank you, I will, Uncle Wiggily," and the little bunny girl clapped
her paws; that is, as well as she could, on account of holding her
flowers, for she loved to eat at Uncle Wiggily's hollow stump bungalow,
as did all the animal children.

Well, Uncle Wiggily and Susie were going along and along through the
woods, when, all of a sudden, as they passed a high rock, out from
behind it jumped the bad old tail-pulling monkey.

[Illustration: As they passed a high rock, out from behind it jumped
the bad old tail-pulling monkey.]

"Ah, ha!" chattered the monkey chap. "I am just in time, I see."

"Time for what?" asked Uncle Wiggily, suspicious like.

"To pull your tails," answered the monkey. "I haven't had any tails to
pull in a long while, and I must pull some. So, though you rabbits
haven't very good tails, for pulling, I must do the best I can. Now
come to me and have your tails pulled. Come on!"

"Oh, dear!" cried Susie. "I don't want my tail pulled, even if it is
very short."

"Nor I mine," Uncle Wiggily said.

"That makes no manner of difference to me," chattered the monkey. "I'm
a tail-pulling chap, and tails I must pull. So you might as well have
it over with, now as later." And he spoke just like a dentist who
wants to take your lolly-pop away from you.

"Pull our tails! Well, I guess you won't!" cried Uncle Wiggily
suddenly. "Come on, Susie! Let's run away!"

Before the monkey could grab them Uncle Wiggily and Susie started to
run. But soon the monkey was running after them, crying:

"Stop! Stop! I must pull your tails!"

"But we don't want you to," answered Susie.

"Oh, but you must let me!" cried the monkey. Then he gave a great big,
long, strong and double-jointed jump, like a circus clo