<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_V" id="CHAPTER_V">CHAPTER V</SPAN><br/><span class="small">UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE GRYPHON</span></h2>
<p>Uncle Wiggily Longears, the nice rabbit
gentleman, had just finished shaving his
whiskers in his hollow stump bungalow one
morning when Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, his
muskrat lady housekeeper, came to his door,
knocked gently by flapping her tail against
it, and said:</p>
<p>"If you please, Mr. Longears, there's a
young lady to see you."</p>
<p>"Of course I'm pleased," answered Uncle
Wiggily. "I always like to see young ladies,
especially if they have light, fluffy hair. Has
this one that kind?"</p>
<p>"Very much so," answered Nurse Jane.
"Here she is now," and with that in came a
nice young lady, or, rather, a tall girl, with
flaxen hair.</p>
<p>"I'm afraid you don't remember me," she
said, as Uncle Wiggily wiped the soap lather<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</SPAN></span>
off the end of his pink, twinkling nose, where
it had splashed by mistake, making it look
like part of a frosted chocolate cake.</p>
<p>"Oh, yes, I do remember you!" cried the
bunny gentleman, in his most jolly voice.
"You're Alice from Wonderland, and you
were very kind to help me grow smaller that
time the big mosquito got me into his cave
and I swelled up from eating cake."</p>
<p>"Oh, I'm so glad you remember me!"
laughed Alice, for it was indeed she. "I've
come to ask you to do me a bit of a favor. I
have to go see the Gryphon, and I thought
maybe you'd come with me, for I'm afraid
he'll be real cross to me."</p>
<p>"You have to go see the Gryphon?" exclaimed
Uncle Wiggily. "Who in the world
is he?"</p>
<p>"Oh, he's a funny animal who lives in the
same story book with me," explained Alice.
"He's something between a dragon, a lion, an
elephant, a flying fish and an alligator."</p>
<p>"Whew!" whistled Uncle Wiggily. "He
must be a curious creature!"</p>
<p>"He is," Alice said. "And sometimes he's<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</SPAN></span>
very cross, especially if the wind blows his
veil up."</p>
<p>"If the wind blows his veil up?" asked
Uncle Wiggily. "In the first place, why does
he wear a veil, and in the second place, why
should he be angry if the wind blows it?"</p>
<p>"There isn't any first or second place about
it," spoke Alice, "for you never can tell in
which place the Gryphon will be found. But
he wears a veil because he is so ugly that
every one runs away when one sees him, and
he doesn't like that. And, of course, he
doesn't like the wind to blow up his veil so
folks can see how he really looks."</p>
<p>"Ah, ha! I understand," remarked the
bunny. "But if he is so cross why do you want
to go to see him?"</p>
<p>"I don't want to," replied Alice, "but I have
to, because it's that way in the book. You
see, to make everything come out right, the
Gryphon takes me to the Mock Turtle, who
tells me a funny story, and so now I've come
to see if you'll take me to the Gryphon?"</p>
<p>"I will," promised Uncle Wiggily, washing<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</SPAN></span>
the soap lather out of his ears. "But where
shall we find him?"</p>
<p>"Oh, that's the question!" laughed Alice,
just as though Uncle Wiggily had asked a
riddle. "You have three guesses," she went
on.</p>
<p>The bunny gentleman twinkled his pink
nose, so that he might think better, and then
he said:</p>
<p>"I'll tell you what we'll do. We'll go for a
walk, and make believe I'm looking for an
adventure. Then I may find the Gryphon for
you."</p>
<p>"Fine!" cried Alice, and, Uncle Wiggily
having finished shaving, he and Alice set out
together over the fields and through the
wood, her hand holding the bunny's paw.</p>
<p>"Now we must keep a sharp watch for the
Gryphon," said Alice, who had had so many
adventures in Wonderland that it took a
whole book to tell of them. "You never
know whether he'll appear like an elephant,
a dragon, a lion or a big bird, for he has
wings," she said.</p>
<p>"Has he, indeed?" asked Uncle Wiggily.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</SPAN></span>
"Then I think I hear him coming now," he
went on. "Listen, do you hear the buzzing?"
And, surely enough, the air seemed filled
with the buzzing and fluttering of wings.
And then the sun appeared to be hidden by
a cloud.</p>
<p>"That must be the Gryphon," said Uncle
Wiggily.</p>
<p>Alice looked, and then she cried:</p>
<p>"Oh, no! It's a big cloud of bad, biting
mosquitoes. It is the buzzing of their wings
we hear! Oh, Uncle Wiggily, you haven't
your talcum powder bean-shooter gun with
you, and here come a billion-million mosquitoes!"</p>
<p>"That's right!" cried the bunny uncle, as
he, too, saw them. "We must hide or they will
bite even our shoes off!"</p>
<p>So he and Alice looked for a place to hide,
but there was none, and the buzzing mosquitoes
cried:</p>
<p>"Ah, ha! Now we have that Uncle Wiggily
Longears rabbit. He can't get away
now, for he isn't a soldier today! And we'll
get Alice from Wonderland, too!"</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Well, the mosquitoes were just going to
grab the bunny gentleman, and the nice little
young lady girl, with the fluffy flaxen hair,
when a voice out of the air cried:</p>
<p>"Oh, ho! No you're not going to get them,
either!"</p>
<p>"Who says we are not?" asked the captain
mosquito.</p>
<p>"I do!"</p>
<p>"And who are you?"</p>
<p>"I am the Gryphon!" was the answer. "And
I have on my mosquito net veil. I'll catch all
you bad biting bugs in my net, just as a professor
catches butterflies. Whoop! Swoop!
Here I come!"</p>
<p>And with that the Gryphon, raising his
veil, which hung down from his big ears as
from around a lady's big hat, made a net of
it and, flying around, soon caught all the
mosquitoes that would have bitten Uncle
Wiggily and Alice.</p>
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<p>And the mosquitoes that were not caught
were so frightened at the fierce look on the
Gryphon's face that they fainted, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</SPAN></span>
couldn't bite even as much as a spoonful of
mustard.</p>
<p>So the Gryphon drove the mosquitoes
away and then he took Alice to see the Mock
Turtle, while Uncle Wiggily hopped on home
to his bungalow. And if the rubber doll
doesn't bounce off the clothes horse when she
rides to the candy store for some cornstarch
pudding, I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggily
and the blue caterpillar.</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</SPAN></span></p>
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