Uncle Wiggily introduced the doggie to the chickie girl, and the chickie
girl to the doggie.

Then they went on together to the party, which was held in a nice big
chicken coop.

Oh, I wish you could have been there! It was just too nice for anything!
Sammie and Susie Littletail were there, and they were so glad to see Uncle
Wiggily again. He said he hadn't been very lucky in finding his fortune so
far, but his rheumatism was not much worse, and he was going to keep on
traveling. He sent his love to all the folks, and said he'd be home some
time later.

Then, of course, all the other animal friends were at the party and they
played games--games of all kinds, including a new one called "Please don't
sit on my hat, and I won't sit on yours." It was too funny for anything,
really it was.

Then, of course, there were good things to eat. Buddy Pigg passed around
the ice cream, and just as he was handing a plate of it to Jennie Chipmunk
it slipped--I mean the ice cream slipped--and went right into Uncle
Butter's lap. But the old goat didn't care a bit. He said it reminded him
of a pail of paste, and he ate the ice cream, and Nurse Jane Fuzzy-Wuzzy
got Jennie some more.

Then Flip-Flop and Uncle Wiggily did some of their tricks, and every one
said they were fine, and they thought it was the best party they had ever
been at.

But all of a sudden, just as they were playing the game called "Jump on