<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XIII" id="CHAPTER_XIII">CHAPTER XIII</SPAN><br/><span class="small">UNCLE WIGGILY AND FATHER WILLIAM</span></h2>
<p>One morning, soon after he had finished
his breakfast, having taken his red, white
and blue striped barber pole rheumatism
crutch down from behind the clock, Uncle
Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman,
started out from his hollow stump bungalow.</p>
<p>There were quite a few friends of the little
girl named Alice in Wonderland whom he had
not yet met, and he hoped to have an adventure
with one of them. So, tossing up in the
air his tall silk stovepipe hat, and letting it
bounce three times on the end of his pink
nose, Uncle Wiggily hurried off.</p>
<p>The rabbit gentleman had not gone very
far, over the fields and through the woods,
before he saw something very strange indeed.
This something was what seemed to
be a funny sort of flower vase, with two<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</SPAN></span>
things sticking up in it, and on the end of
them were two shoes.</p>
<p>"My goodness me, sakes alive and some
chocolate cake pudding!" cried the surprised
bunny uncle. "What's this?"</p>
<p>Then, as he looked again, he saw a funny
face, and a pair of bright eyes looking at him
from the bottom part of what seemed to be
a flower vase.</p>
<p>"Why, it's a man!" cried Uncle Wiggily.</p>
<p>"Of course I'm a man," was the jolly answer.
"But don't be afraid of me; I'm not a
hunter man."</p>
<p>"And you—you're standing on your head!"
went on Uncle Wiggily, more surprised than
ever.</p>
<p>"Of course I'm standing on my head!" said
the funny man. "I have to do that to make
things come out as they do in the Alice in
Wonderland book. I'm Father William, you
know," and with that he gave a nimble
spring, turned a back somersault, putting
himself right side up, and began to recite
this verse:</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</SPAN></span></p>
<p class="poem">
"You are old, Father William, the Young Man said,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">And your hair has become very white.</span><br/>
But yet you incessantly stand on your head.<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Do you think, at your age, that is right?"</span></p>
<p>"But is it?" asked Uncle Wiggily quickly,
as soon as funny Father William had ceased
speaking.</p>
<p>"Of course it is," was the answer. "Otherwise
it wouldn't be in the book and I wouldn't
do it. At first it came very hard to me, but
now I can easily manage. And you'll find you
get quite a different view of things, looking
at them upside down as I do every now and
then," he went on.</p>
<p>"I wonder if I could stand on my head?"
spoke Uncle Wiggily.</p>
<p>"Try it," said Father William.</p>
<p>"I'd like to," went on the bunny uncle. "But
I might crush my tall silk hat."</p>
<p>"Take it off," suggested Father William.</p>
<p>"Yes, I could do that. But suppose some
one were to see me?" asked the bunny. "It
would look sort of queer."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"No one will see you here behind the trees,"
spoke Father William. "Besides, if they do,
learning to stand on one's head is very useful.
There is no telling when you may want
to do it at home."</p>
<p>"That's so," agreed Uncle Wiggily. "Well,
I'll try."</p>
<p>At first he couldn't stand up on his head at
all, just turning over in a sort of flip-flop
every time he tried. But at last Father William
held up the bunny rabbit by the heels,
and then Uncle Wiggily did it better. After
a while he could stand straight, right side up,
on his hind paws, give a little wiggle, and
then suddenly, with a funny twist and a
somersault flop, there he was, standing on his
head, with his silk hat twirling around on his
upper paws. And Father William could do
the same thing.</p>
<p>If you had happened to walk through the
woods when Uncle Wiggily and Father
William, who had a little holiday from the
Alice book, were standing on their heads,
surely you would have laughed.</p>
<p>"And, now that I have learned a new trick,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</SPAN></span>
I must go look for an adventure," said the
bunny.</p>
<p>"I'll go with you," spoke Father William.
Together they went along through the woods
and over the fields and, all of a sudden, from
behind a currant jam bush, out jumped a bad,
old, double-jointed skillery-scalery alligator.</p>
<p>"Ah, ha!" cried the alligator. "At last I
have caught some one to whom I can do it!
Ah, ha!"</p>
<p>"Do what?" asked Uncle Wiggily, while
Father William looked around for a place to
hide. "What are you going to do?"</p>
<p>"Tickle your feet!" was the surprising answer.
"I am the ticklish alligator, and feet I
must tickle! Get ready now, here I come."</p>
<p>"Oh, dear!" cried Father William. "I
never can bear to have my feet tickled. For,
when that happens I laugh and then I sneeze
and then I catch cold and have to go to bed.
Oh, dear! I don't want my feet tickled!"</p>
<p>"Hush!" whispered Uncle Wiggily, as the
'gator was hopping toward them. "You won't
have to suffer that! Quick! Stand on your<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</SPAN></span>
head as you taught me to, and hold your feet
up in the air!"</p>
<p>And in the twinkle of a spiced pear Uncle
Wiggily and Father William were standing
on their heads. The surprised alligator saw
them, and after trying to reach their feet
with his claws, which he couldn't do, as they
were up in the air, he cried:</p>
<p>"Ah, ha! Thought you'd fool me, didn't
you, by standing on your heads! Well, I'll
tickle your feet after all. I'll climb a tree and
reach down to them!"</p>
<p>"Oh, dear! He'll make me catch cold no
matter what I do," sighed Father William.</p>
<p>"No, he won't," said Uncle Wiggily. "The
alligator is very good at climbing up trees,
but it takes him ever so long to climb down.
As soon as he climbs up we'll stop standing
on our heads. We'll flip-flop to our feet and
run away."</p>
<p>And that's exactly what the bunny and
Father William did. As soon as the alligator
was up in the tree branches they turned a
flip-flop, stood up straight and away they ran,
and the alligator was all day getting down<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</SPAN></span>
out of the tree. So he didn't tickle their feet
after all, but he might have if Uncle Wiggily
had not learned to stand on his head.</p>
<p>And if the ice wagon doesn't slide down hill
and throw snowballs at the potato pudding in
the parlor I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggily
and the magic bottles.</p>
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