following story about Uncle Wiggily and the yellow bird.




STORY IV

UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE YELLOW BIRD


Once upon a time, when Johnnie Bushytail was going along the road to
school, he met a fox--oh, just listen to me, would you! This story isn't
about the squirrel boy at all. It's about Uncle Wiggily Longears to be
sure, and the yellow bird, so I must begin all over again.

The day after the old gentleman rabbit had helped Mrs. Wren feed her
little birdies he found himself traveling along a lonely road through a
big forest of tall trees. Oh, it was a very lonesome place, and not even
an automobile was to be seen, and there wasn't the smell of gasoline, and
no "honk-honks" to waken the baby from her sleep.

"Hum, I don't believe I'll find any fortune along here," thought Uncle
Wiggily as he tramped on. "I haven't met even so much as a red ant, or
even a black one, or a grasshopper. I wonder if I can be lost?"

So he looked all around to see if he might be lost in the woods. But you
know how it is, sometimes you're lost when you least expect it, and again
you think you are lost, but you're right near home all the while.

That's the way it was with Uncle Wiggily, he didn't know whether or not he