“Off again, I see!” Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat¹ lady, exclaimed one morning to Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, for whom she kept house. “Off again, Wiggy!”

 

You see she called him Wiggy as a sort of pet name.

 

“Yes, I am off again,” spoke² Uncle Wiggily, as he put some extra soft cushions in his clothes basket airship. “I am going on a long trip this time.”

 

“Pray, where are you going?” asked the muskrat lady. “That is, if you do not mind me asking,” she said quickly.

 

“Oh, not at all. I don’t mind telling you,” Uncle Wiggily answered. “I am going to see if I can find an adventure.”

 

“Oh, such a queer³ old rabbit gentleman as you are, Wiggy,” said Nurse Jane with a laugh. “Instead of sitting quietly at home here, making[Pg 42] a garden, or reading, you go chasing off across the country in that funny airship of yours. Something is sure to happen to you!”

 

“Well, the things that happen are adventures,” said Uncle Wiggily. “And I like the nice ones. Of course I do not like to fall out of my airship, as I sometimes do, but that cannot be helped. I always have a little red white and blue court-plaster with me to put on any scratches I may get.

 

“And now, Nurse Jane, I’ll say good-by. I am going to look for an adventure.”

 

Into his airship, made of a clothes basket, some toy balloons, a Japanese umbrella and an electric fan, Uncle Wiggily placed himself. Then he sailed up in the air, farther and farther, until he was higher than the birds.

 

All of a sudden, as he was riding along, thinking what fun it was to have an airship, the rabbit gentleman heard some one down on the ground below crying:

 

“Oh dear! Oh, who will help me?”

 

“Ha! I wonder who that is,” said Uncle Wiggily. So he looked over the edge of the clothes basket and he saw Mrs. Wibblewobble, the duck lady, running up and down in front of her pen-house, flapping⁴ her wings, all excited-like.

 

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