There was a little cabin
in it, and seats out on deck, and a little engine that went "choo-choo!"
and pushed the boat through the water.
In the boat they all had a fine ride around the lake, which was almost
like the one where you go to a Sunday-school picnic, and then it was time
for dinner. And, as a special treat, when they got on shore, Uncle Wiggily
was given carrot ice cream, with chopped-up turnips in it. And oh, how
good it was to him!
Well, the days passed, and Uncle Wiggily was getting so he could walk
along pretty well, for his foot was all cured, and he began to think of
going on once more to seek his fortune. And then something happened. One
day the boy went out alone in a rowboat to see if he could find any fish.
And before he knew it his boat had tipped over, spilling him out into the
water, and he couldn't swim. Wasn't that dreadful?
"Oh! Help! Help!" he cried, as the water came up to his chin.
My, but it's awful to be tipped over in a boat! and I and I hope if you
can't swim you'll never go out in one alone. And there was that poor boy
splashing around in the water, and almost drowned.
"Save me! Save me!" the boy cried. "Oh, save me!"
Well, as it happened, Uncle Wiggily was walking along the shore of the
lake just then. He saw the little boy fall out of the boat, and he heard
him cry.
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