<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XVI" id="CHAPTER_XVI">CHAPTER XVI</SPAN><br/><span class="small">UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE DO-DO</span></h2>
<p>"I declare!" exclaimed Nurse Jane Fuzzy
Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper for
Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman,
"I declare, I'll never get it done—never!"</p>
<p>"What?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "What
won't you get done?"</p>
<p>"All this housework," answered Miss Fuzzy
Wuzzy. "You see, going over to call on Mrs.
Bushytail, the squirrel lady, last night I
didn't wash the supper dishes, and now I have
them to do, and also the breakfast dishes and
the sweeping and dusting and I ought to bake
a cake, and mend some of your socks and—"</p>
<p>"Whoa!" called Uncle Wiggily with a jolly
laugh, as though he had spoken to Munchie
Trot, the pony. "That's enough! Don't say
any more. You have too much work to do."</p>
<p>"And I'm worried about it," said Nurse
Jane.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Don't be," advised the rabbit gentleman.
"I'll stay and help you do it."</p>
<p>"No," said Nurse Jane. "Thank you just
the same, but I'd rather you wouldn't stay
around the hollow stump bungalow when
there is so much to do. You might get in my
way and I'd step on you. That would give me
the fidgets. It is very kind of you, but if you'll
go off and have an adventure I think that will
be best."</p>
<p>"Just as you say," agreed Uncle Wiggily.
"But I'd like to help. Can't I bring you a
diamond dishpan or a gold wash rag from the
five and ten cent store?"</p>
<p>"No! Hop along with you!" laughed Nurse
Jane. "I dare say I'll manage somehow."</p>
<p>So Uncle Wiggily hopped along, over the
fields and through the woods, and then he
suddenly said to himself:</p>
<p>"I know what I'll do. I'll play a little trick
on Nurse Jane. She shouldn't spend so much
time in the kitchen. A little is all right, but
there is too much trouble about housework.
Here I go off and have an adventure and she<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</SPAN></span>
has to slop around in dishwater. It isn't
right!"</p>
<p>Then the rabbit gentleman hopped along
until he came to a woodland telephone, made
from a trumpet vine flower, and into that he
called, speaking right into his own hollow
stump bungalow and to Nurse Jane.</p>
<p>"Oh, Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy!" called Uncle
Wiggily. "Can you come over to Mrs. Wibblewobble's
duck house right away?"</p>
<p>"Why, yes, I can," answered the muskrat
lady, "though I have a lot of work to do.
What is the matter?"</p>
<p>"I'll tell you when you get there," said the
voice of Uncle Wiggily, pretending he was
Mrs. Wibblewobble, the duck lady. Then he
called up Mrs. Wibblewobble herself, told her
how he had fooled Nurse Jane, and asked the
duck lady, when the muskrat lady housekeeper
came, to keep her talking and visiting
as long as she could.</p>
<p>"And while Nurse Jane is at your house,
Mrs. Wibblewobble," said Uncle Wiggily,
over the trumpet vine telephone, "I'll run<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</SPAN></span>
around the back way to the hollow stump
bungalow and do all the work."</p>
<p>"That will be a nice surprise for Nurse
Jane," the duck lady said.</p>
<p>Uncle Wiggily guessed so, too, and when
he thought Nurse Jane was safely at Mrs.
Wibblewobble's house, he went to the bungalow.
He took off his tall silk hat, laid aside his
red, white and blue striped rheumatism
crutch, and began with the dishes. There was
a large pile of them, but Uncle Wiggily was
brave.</p>
<p>"When I was a soldier I fought a great
many more mosquitoes than there are dishes
here," he said. "I will make believe the
plates, cups and saucers are the enemy, and
I will charge on them and souse them."</p>
<p>And Uncle Wiggily did, with a cake of soap
for a gun and washing powder to fire with.
But, still and with all, there were many
dishes, and when he thought of the beds to
make, the sweeping and dusting to be done
and the socks to mend, Uncle Wiggily said:</p>
<p>"Oh, dear!"</p>
<p>"What's the matter?" asked a voice behind<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</SPAN></span>
him, and turning, he saw Alice from Wonderland.
With her was a queer bird, which had
a tail like that of a mouse.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN href="images/002.png"><ANTIMG src="images/th_002.png" width-obs="275" height-obs="400" alt="Uncle Wiggily, Alice and the Do-do bird" title="Uncle Wiggily, Alice and the Do-do bird" /></SPAN></div>
<p>"Oh, I'm glad to see you!" said Uncle Wiggily.
"But I can't go and have an adventure
with you, Alice, as I have to do all these
dishes. Then I have to do the sweeping and
do the dusting and do—"</p>
<p>"That's enough!" laughed Alice. "There
are too many Do-dos. I am just in time, I see.
My friend will help you," and she pointed to
the queer bird.</p>
<p>"What?" cried Uncle Wiggily. "Can he do
dishes?"</p>
<p>"He can do anything!" laughed Alice. "He
is the Do-do bird, and all I have to do is to
pinch his tail and he will work very fast."</p>
<p>"Doesn't it hurt him?" asked Uncle
Wiggily.</p>
<p>"What, to work fast?" Alice wanted to
know.</p>
<p>"No, to pinch his tail."</p>
<p>"Not in the least," answered Alice. "He's
used to it. The only trouble is I have to keep
on pinching it to make him do things, and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</SPAN></span>
that means I have to keep my finger and
thumb on his tail all the while and follow him
around. Now we'll begin to do things, dear
Do-do," and she pinched the bird's tail.</p>
<p>At once the bird began to wash dishes, and
soon they were all done, and then when the
Do-do started to do the beds Uncle Wiggily
thought of a new plan.</p>
<p>"As long as you have to pinch his tail," said
the bunny to Alice, "I'll get Nurse Jane's hair
curlers. You can snap them on his tail and
they'll keep pinching on it, and pinching on
it all the while, and you and I can go take a
walk."</p>
<p>"Fine!" cried Alice. So with the hair curlers
pinching his tail the Do-do bird quickly
did all the bungalow housework, and Uncle
Wiggily and Alice had a fine walk. And when
Nurse Jane came home from Mrs. Wibblewobble's
and found the work all done she was
very happy. And so was the Do-do, for he
loved to do dishes.</p>
<p>And if the teacup doesn't try to hide in the
milk pitcher, where the bread crumbs can't<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</SPAN></span>
tickle it when they play tag with the butter
knife, I'll tell you next about Uncle Wiggily
and the Lory.</p>
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