Uncle Wiggily's Airship
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Ethan jones. Uncle Wiggly. Long years! The old gentleman Rabbit sat in his burrow house reading the morning paper. It was after breakfast on a nice sunny may day, and outside. The flowers were blossoming and making perfume and honey for the bees as they nodded their heads in the air. I mean the flowers nodded their heads. Not the bees. The bees were far too busy to do that. Yes, said Uncle Wiggly to himself. I think I must get one. They are getting very fashionable and stylish. I certainly must get one for myself. And he let the paper slipped down to the floor. And he sat there in his easy chair, sort of thinking to himself and nodding his head every now and then as he said over and over again, Yes, I must get one. It will do me more good than riding in my automobile. Or going to the seashore. My gracious me sakes! Alive and some horseradish apple pie! Exclaimed Nurse jane, fuzzy wuzzy. The muskrat lady who kept house for Uncle Wiggly. She was out in the kitchen doing up the dishes and she heard what the old gentleman Rabbit had said, though he did not think she had. I wonder what he is going to do now, Nurse jane said to herself. He's been so funny lately, doing those queer new dances, the cornmeal flop, the apple dumpling dip and the Machu pichu slide. I hope he isn't going to do anything more foolish. I wonder what it is. But Uncle Wiggly. Didn't tell Nurse jane at least just then. He got up, put on his fur coat. Oh, listen to me, Would you a fur coat in May? I mean Uncle Wiggly put on his light coat and without wearing a hat which he never did in the summer. Out he went, leaving nurse jane to wonder what it was he was going to do.