d then Uncle Wiggily hopped down, and waved both ears backward and
forward, and made a low bow to a make-believe crowd of people, only, of
course, there were none there.
"Fine! Fine!" cried Fido Flip-Flop. "That's better than I did when I was
in the circus. Now I'll tell you what let's do."
"What?" asked Uncle Wiggily.
"Let's go around and give little shows and entertainments, for little
folks to see," went on the poodle doggie. "I can turn flip-flops, and you
can stand on your head on your crutch, and sing a song, and then we'll
take up a collection. I'll pass my hat, and perhaps we may make our
fortune--who knows?"
"Who, indeed?" said Uncle Wiggily. "We'll do it."
So off they started together to give a little show, and make some money,
and, as they went on through the woods, they practised doing the tricks
Uncle Wiggily had learned.
Well, in a little while, not so very long, they came to a nice place in
the forest--an open place where no trees grew.
"Here is a good spot for our show," said Uncle Wiggily.
"But there is no one to see us do the tricks," objected Fido.
"Oh, yes, there are some ants, and an angle worm, and a black bug and a
grasshopper," said Uncle Wiggily. "They will do to start on, and after
they see us do the tricks they'll tell other folks, and we'll have quite a
crowd."
So they started in to do their tricks. Fido turned a lot of flip-flops,
and Uncle Wiggily did a dance on the end of his crutch, and sang a song
about a monkey-doodle, which the angle worm said was just fine, being
quite cute, and the grasshopper made believe play a fiddle with his two
hind legs, scratching one on the other, and making lovely music.
But, all of a sudden, just as Uncle Wiggily was standing on his left ear,
and wiggling his feet in the air, which is a very hard trick for a rabbit,
what should happen but that out of the woods sprang two boys.
"There's the dog! Grab him!" cried one boy. "Never mind about the rabbit!
Get the trick dog!" And the boys rushed right up, knocking Uncle Wiggily
down, and grabbing Fido Flip-Flop. And they started off through the woods
with him, while Uncle Wiggily cried out for them to come back. But they
wouldn't.
Now please don't feel badly, for I'm going to tell you in the next story
how Uncle Wiggily saved Fido, and also how the rabbit went to Arabella
Chick's surprise party--that is I will if our automobile doesn't turn
upside down, and break my ice cream cone.
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