little ones hop some more, and he and the
papa toad talked about the weather.

Well, in the morning when Uncle Wiggily got up and washed his face and
paws, and combed out his whiskers, he suddenly heard all the little toads
crying.

"Hum! Suz! Dud!" he exclaimed, "some of them must have the toothache." So
he went down stairs, and there all the toad family were sitting around the
breakfast table, but they weren't eating.

"What's the matter?" asked Uncle Wiggily, sadly-like.

"Why," said the papa toad, "the milkman hasn't come, and the children have
no milk for their oatmeal, and I have none for my coffee, and I'm in a
hurry to get down to the store where I work."

"That's too bad," said the rabbit. "Can't you use condensed milk?"

"We haven't any," spoke the mamma toad.

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"Well, I'll hop out and see if I can see the milkman coming," said the
rabbit, "for I can see a long distance." So he went out and he hopped up
and down the street, and he looked up and down, but no milkman could he
see. And the little toads were getting hungrier and hungrier every minute
and they cried a lot, yes, indeed!

"This is too bad!" said Uncle Wiggily. "I guess that milkman must be lost.
What can I do? Ah, I have it!" and away he hopped off toward the green
fields. Pretty soon he came to where the cow, who had nearly walked on the
toads, was eating grass, and, stepping up to her, Uncle Wiggily politely
asked:

"Will you please give me some milk for the toads?"

"To be sure I will," said the cow, kindly, "and I'm sorry I nearly stepped
on them yesterday." So she gave Uncle Wiggily a canful of fresh milk, for
the rabbit had brought the milk can out with him. Then Uncle Wiggily
hopped to the toadhouse as fast as he could, and the little toads had milk
for their breakfast, and didn't cry any more.

Then, after a while, the milkman (who was a big puppy dog) came along and
said he was sorry he was late, but he couldn't help it, because he had
stepped on a thorn and had a lame foot and couldn't go fast, so they
forgave him.

"Well, I'll travel along now, I guess," said Uncle Wiggily, and once more
he started off to seek his fortune. And if you don't let your bathing suit
fall into the water and get all wet, I'll tell you next about Uncle
Wiggily's swimming lesson.

STORY XXI

UNCLE WIGGILY'S SWIMMING LESSON

Uncle Wiggily was so tired and worn out after running for milk for the
toad family that he couldn't