“On that bush,” said Susie, pointing to the white one.

“Oh!” laughed the bunny uncle.  “That does look like snow, to be sure.  But it isn’t, though the name of the flowers is snowdrop.”

“Flowers!  I don’t call them flowers!” said Susie.  “They are only white balls.”

“Don’t you want to pick any?” asked the rabbit.

“Thank you, no,” Susie said.  “I like prettier colored flowers than those, which are just plain white.”

“Well, I like them, and I’ll take some to Nurse Jane,” spoke the bunny uncle.  So he picked a bunch of the snowdrops and carried them in his paws, while Susie gathered the brighter flowers.

“I think those will be all teacher will want,” said the little rabbit girl at last.

“Yes, we had better be getting home,” spoke Uncle Wiggily.  “Nurse Jane will soon have supper ready.  Won’t you come and eat with me, Susie?”

“Thank you, I will, Uncle Wiggily,” and the little bunny girl clapped her paws; that is, as well as she could, on account of holding her flowers, for she loved to eat at Uncle Wiggily’s hollow stump bungalow, as did all the animal children.

Well, Uncle Wiggily and Susie were going along and along through the woods, when, all of a sudden, as they passed a high rock, out from behind it jumped the bad old tail-pulling monkey.

[Illustration:  As they passed a high rock, out from behind it jumped the bad old tail-pulling monkey.]

“Ah, ha!” chattered the monkey chap.  “I am just in time, I see.”

“Time for what?” asked Uncle Wiggily, suspicious like.

“To pull your tails,” answered the monkey.  “I haven’t had any tails to pull in a long while, and I must pull some.  So, though you rabbits haven’t very good tails, for pulling, I must do the best I can.  Now come to me and have your tails pulled.  Come on!”

“Oh, dear!” cried Susie.  “I don’t want my tail pulled, even if it is very short.”

“Nor I mine,” Uncle Wiggily said.

“That makes no manner of difference to me,” chattered the monkey.  “I’m a tail-pulling chap, and tails I must pull.  So you might as well have it over with, now as later.”  And he spoke just like a dentist who wants to take your lolly-pop away from you.

“Pull our tails!  Well, I guess you won’t!” cried Uncle Wiggily suddenly.  “Come on, Susie!  Let’s run away!”

Before the monkey could grab them Uncle Wiggily and Susie started to run.  But soon the monkey was running after them, crying: 

“Stop!  Stop!  I must pull your tails!”

“But we don’t want you to,” answered Susie.

“Oh, but you must let me!” cried the monkey.  Then he gave a great big, long, strong and double-jointed jump, like a circus clown going over the backs of fourteen elephants, and part of another one, and the monkey grabbed Uncle Wiggily by his ears.

“Oh, let go of me, if you please!” begged the bunny.  “I thought you said you pulled tails and not ears.”