“Hey, ho, hum!” exclaimed Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, as he stretched up his twinkling, pink nose, and reached his paws around his back to scratch an itchy place. “Ho, hum! I wonder what will happen to me to-day?”
“Are you going out again?” asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat lady housekeeper. “It seems to me that you go out a great deal, Mr. Longears.”
“Well, yes; perhaps I do,” admitted the bunny uncle. “But more things happen to me when I go out than when I stay in the house.”
“And do you like to have things happen to you?” asked Miss Fuzzy Wuzzy.
“When they are adventures I do,” answered the rabbit gentleman. “So here I go off for an adventure.”
Off started the nice, old, bunny uncle, carrying his red, white and blue striped barber-pole rheumatism crutch—ov
