<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XVII" id="CHAPTER_XVII">CHAPTER XVII</SPAN><br/><span class="small">UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE LORY</span></h2>
<p>Once upon a time the skillery-scalery alligator
was out walking in the fields near the
muddy river where he lived, and he happened
to meet a big spider.</p>
<p>"Good morning, Mr. Alligator," said Mr.
Spider. "Have you caught that Uncle Wiggily
Longears bunny yet?"</p>
<p>"I have not, I am sorry to say," answered
the alligator chap. "I've tried every way I
know how, but something always happens so
that he gets away. Either he is helped by
that funny book-girl, Alice from Wonderland,
or by some of her friends. I'm afraid
I'll never catch Uncle Wiggily."</p>
<p>"Oh, yes, you will," said Mr. Spider. "I'll
help you."</p>
<p>"How?" asked the 'gator, which was his
short name, though he was rather long.</p>
<p>"I'll crawl through the woods and over the
fields until I find him asleep," said Mr. Spider.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</SPAN></span>
"And, when I do, I'll spin a strong web around
and over him so he cannot get loose. Then
I'll come and tell you and you can get him."</p>
<p>"Very good," spoke Mr. Alligator. "Please
do it."</p>
<p>So the alligator went back to sleep in the
mud to wait until Mr. Spider should bring
him word that Uncle Wiggily was held fast in
the web.</p>
<p>And now let us see what happens to the
bunny gentleman. As he always did, he
started out from his hollow stump bungalow
one morning to look for an adventure. There
had been a little accident at breakfast time.
Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady
housekeeper, had boiled the eggs too long
and they were as hard as bullets.</p>
<p>"You can't eat them," she said to Uncle
Wiggily. "I'll boil you some fresh ones."</p>
<p>"All right," laughed the bunny. "I don't
want to get indyspepsia by eating hard bullet
eggs. But I'll take them with me and give
them to Johnnie or Billie Bushytail, the squirrel
boys. They can crack hard nuts so they
must be able to crack hard boiled eggs."</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>So it was that Uncle Wiggily, after having
eaten the newly boiled soft eggs, started
from his hollow stump bungalow with the
hard boiled eggs in his pocket.</p>
<p>He had not traveled very far before he
heard from behind a big log a voice crying:</p>
<p>"Oh, dear! It isn't hard enough! It isn't
half hard enough!"</p>
<p>"What isn't?" asked Uncle Wiggily, as he
saw a funny looking bird with a very large
bill like a parrot's. "What isn't hard
enough?"</p>
<p>"This log of wood," was the answer. "I
need something hard to bite on to sharpen
my beak, but this wood is too soft."</p>
<p>"You are a funny bird," laughed the bunny
gentleman. "Who might you be?"</p>
<p>"I am the Lory bird," was the answer. "I
belong in the book with Alice of Wonderland,
but I'm out for a day's pleasure, and, as
I can't tell what I might have to eat, I thought
I'd sharpen my bill. But I can't find anything
hard enough to use as a grindstone."</p>
<p>"Suppose you try these," said Uncle Wiggily,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</SPAN></span>
taking the hard boiled eggs out of his
pocket.</p>
<p>"The very thing!" cried the Lory. "These
will be fine for my bill!" With that he
champed his beak down on the hard eggs and
he had all he could do to bite them. "Now
I'll get my beak good and sharp," said Lory.
"You have done me a great favor, Uncle
Wiggily, and I hope some day to do you one."</p>
<p>"Pray, do not mention it," said the bunny
rabbit, modest-like and shy. Then, having
found a good use for the hard boiled eggs,
even if he didn't give them to the Bushytail
squirrel boys, Uncle Wiggily hopped along,
and the Lory kept on biting the shells for
practice.</p>
<p>Now, it was a warm day, and, as Uncle
Wiggily felt tired, he sat down in a shady
place in the fields, and soon fell fast asleep.
And, no sooner was he in Dreamland than
along came Mr. Spider.</p>
<p>"Ah, ha!" said the spider. "Now's my
chance to catch this bunny for the alligator.
I'll spin a strong web around him, so strong<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</SPAN></span>
that he cannot break loose. Then I'll go get
my friend, the 'gator."</p>
<p>So while Uncle Wiggily slept, Mr. Spider
spun a strong web about the bunny—a very
extra strong web, with such big strands that
Uncle Wiggily never could have broken them
himself. And when the web was all finished,
and the bunny was helpless, he awakened
just as Mr. Spider was going off to call Mr.
Alligator.</p>
<p>"Oh, what has happened to me?" cried the
bunny, as he found he could not move his
paws or even twinkle his pink nose. "Oh,
what is it? Let me go!"</p>
<p>"No, you can't go!" said the spider. "You
are going to stay there until I bring Mr. Alligator,"
and away he crawled. Uncle
Wiggily tried to get loose, but he could not.</p>
<p>"Oh, if only some one would come who's
good and strong, and would cut this web,
then I would be free!" said the bunny.</p>
<p>And then, all of a sudden, out from behind
the bush came the Four and Twenty Tailors,
from Mother Goose. They had their big scissors<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</SPAN></span>
with them, and they were led by Alice of
Wonderland.</p>
<p>"I told these silly tailors I'd help them hunt
the snail, because they are so timid that they
even fear her tail," laughed Alice, "but we'll
stop and help you first, dear Uncle Wiggily!"</p>
<p>Then the Four and Twenty Tailors, with
their shears, sniped and snapped the strong
spider's web until it was all in pieces and the
bunny could easily get loose. And when the
alligator, fetched by the spider, came to get
the bunny he wasn't there.</p>
<p>But the strong-billed Lory bird was there.
He had heard about Uncle Wiggily's
trouble from the Do-do bird, and had come,
with his strong bill, to bite the spider web
into little pieces.</p>
<p>"But I am too late, I see," said the Lory.
"The Mother Goose Tailors got here first.
However, as I want to bite something hard
and mean I'll bite the alligator." And he did
and the alligator said "Ouch!" and I'm glad
of it.</p>
<p>And if the telephone bell doesn't ring at the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</SPAN></span>
front door and make believe it's the milkman
looking for old rags, I'll tell you next about
Uncle Wiggily and the puppy.</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</SPAN></span></p>
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