“Well, do you think anything will happen to you this morning?” asked Nurse Jane Fuzzy Wuzzy, the muskrat¹ lady, of Uncle Wiggily Longears, the rabbit gentleman, as she saw him starting off for a ride in his airship one day.

 

“You never can tell,” he answered. “I may have the most wonderful adventure, and again I may just sail around, and come back again, with nothing more than a yeast² cake.”

 

“Speaking of yeast cakes, one would be very good for you to carry along with you in your airship,” said Nurse Jane.

 

“Why?” Uncle Wiggily wanted to know.

 

“Because yeast makes the bread rise, and it might make your airship rise, in case your circus balloons were to burst, and let you down,” the muskrat lady replied.

 

“I am very glad you mentioned it,” said Uncle Wiggily, making his most polite bow. “I shall get a yeast cake the very first chance I have.”

 

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Then he went out sailing in his airship, but he had not gone very far above the tree tops before he heard, down below him, a voice saying:

 

“Oh, dear! I wish I had something to do!”

 

“Ha! Somebody else in trouble!” exclaimed Uncle Wiggily. “I must go down and see if I cannot help them.”

 

So down he went in his airship, and whom do you suppose it was he found? Why, Arabella, the little chicken girl, was sitting on the doorstep of the hencoop, crying as hard as she could cry.

 

“Oh, what is the matter?” asked Uncle Wiggily kindly³.

 

“I have no one to play with!” sobbed⁴ Arabella. “You see I am just getting over the mumps⁵, and none of the other animal children, who have not had the mumps, want to play with me. And nobody but I has had the mumps!” she sobbed.

 

“That is too bad!” said Uncle Wiggily, kindly. “But perhaps I can make up a little fun for you. Do you like to blow soap bubbles?”

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