as he got over being frightened. "That was a good trick, to pretend you
were a tiger. But I knew you right away, only, of course, I wasn't going
to tell those boys who you were. It served them right, for squeezing me
the way they did. Now we'll go on, and see if we can find a fortune for
you."

So they went back to where Uncle Wiggily had left his valise, and there it
was safe and sound, and inside it were some nice things to eat, and the
rabbit and doggie had a dinner there in the woods, after the mud stripes
were washed off.

Then they went on and on, for ever so long, and nothing happened, except
that a mosquito bit Fido on the end of his nose, and every time he sneezed
it tickled him.

"Well, I guess we won't have any more adventures to-day, Uncle Wiggily,"
spoke the doggie, but, a moment later, they heard a rustling in the bushes
and, before they could hide themselves, out jumped Arabella Chick, the
sister of Charlie, the rooster boy.

"Oh, you dear Uncle Wiggily!" she exclaimed, "you're just in time."

"What for?" asked Uncle Wiggily; "for the train?"

"No, for my party," answered Arabella. "I'm going to have one for all my
friends, and I want you to come. Will you?"

"Oh, I guess so, Arabella. But you see, I have a friend with me, and----"

"Oh, he can come too," spoke Arabella, making a bow to Fido Flip-Flop. So