d, but they couldn't seem to find those cows.
They looked at one hill, and on top of another hill, and down in the
hollows, and under the trees by the brook, but no cows were to be seen.

"Oh, dear!" cried the little boy, "if I don't find them soon there'll be
no milk for dinner."

"And I am very thirsty, too," said the rabbit. "I wish I had a drink of
milk. But where in the world can those cows be?" and he looked up into the
sky, not because he thought the cows were there, but so that he might
think better. Then he looked down at the ground, and, as he did so he saw
a little red creature with eight long legs, and the creature wiggled one
leg at the rabbit friendly-like as if to shake hands.

"Why don't you ask me where the cows are?" said the long-legged insect.

"Why, can you tell?" inquired Uncle Wiggily.

"Of course I can. I'm a grand-daddy longlegs, and I can always tell where
the cows are," was the reply. "Just you ask me."

So Uncle Wiggily and the little boy, both together, politely asked where
they could find the cows, and the grand-daddy just pointed with one long
leg off toward the woods where the rabbit and boy hadn't thought of
looking before that.

"You'll find your cows there," said grand-daddy longlegs, and then he
hurried home to his dinner. And Uncle Wiggily and the boy went over to the
woods, and there in the shade by a brook--sure enough were the cows,
chewing their gum--I mean their cuds. And they were just waiting to be
driven home.

So Uncle Wiggily, and the boy with the red trousers, drove the cows home,
and they were milked, and the old gentleman rabbit had several glasses
full--glasses full of milk, not cows, you know. Goodness me! A cow
couldn't get into a glass could it? I guess not!

And after that Uncle Wiggily----

Well, but see here now. I think I've put enough adventures about Uncle
Wiggily in this book, and I must save some for another one. So I think I
will call the following book "Uncle Wiggily's Travels," for he still kept
on traveling after his fortune you know. And he found it, too, which is
the best part of it. Oh, my yes! He found his fortune all right. Don't
worry about that. And in the next book, the very first thing he did, was
to have an adventure with a red squirrel-girl, who was some relation to
Johnnie and Billie Bushytail.

So that's all there is to Uncle Wiggily, for a little while, if you
please, but if you want to hear anything else about him I'll try, late