"Why the Decoration Day parade," answered Percival. "To-day is the day
when we put flowers on the soldiers' graves, and remember them for being
so brave as to go to war. All old soldiers march in the parade, and so do
all their friends. I'm going to march, and I'm going to put flowers on a
lot of soldiers' graves. I happened to remember that you were once in the
war, so I came for you. I didn't mean to scare you. You were in the war,
weren't you?"

"Yes," said Uncle Wiggily, happy now because he knew he wasn't going to
get shot, "I once went to war, and killed a lot of mosquitoes."

"Good! I thought so!" exclaimed Percival. "Well, I met Grandfather Goosey
Gander, and he said he thought you were at this party, so I came for you.
Come on, now, the parade is almost ready to start."

"Oh, how you did frighten us!" exclaimed Arabella, whose heart was still
going pitter-patter. "We thought you were going to hurt Uncle Wiggily,
Percival."

"Oh, I'm so sorry I alarmed you," spoke the circus dog politely. "I won't
do it again."

Well, in a little while Percival and Uncle Wiggily were at the parade. The
old gentleman rabbit left his satchel at Arabella's house, and only took
his crutch. But he limped along just like a real soldier, and Percival
carried his gun as bravely as one could wish.

Oh, I wish you could have heard the bands playing, and the drums
beating--the little kind that sound like when you drop beans on the