"Perhaps we may find our
fortune."
"I think I could make money calling out 'honk-honk!' on an automobile,"
said the grandfather. "Jimmie Wibblewobble once did that for a man. I
think I'll look for a nice automobile gentleman to work for, and if I get
money enough we'll be rich."
Well, he looked and looked, but no one seemed to want an old duck for an
auto horn, and the rabbit and Grandfather Goosey Gander kept on traveling
together, over the fields and through the woods.
Pretty soon they came to a place where a June bug was sitting on the edge
of a stone wall, buzzing his wings.
"Let's ask him where we can find our fortunes," said Uncle Wiggily. So
they asked the June bug.
"Well," replied the buzzing creature, "I am not sure, but a little way
from here are two roads. One or the other might bring you to your fortune.
One goes to the right, the other to the left hand."
"We will take the left hand road," said Uncle Wiggily. "We will go down
that for some distance, and if we do not find a pot of gold, or some ice
cream cones at the end of it, we will come back, and try the other road."
So Uncle Wiggily and Grandfather Goosey Gander went down the left road. On
and on they went, walking in the dust when there was any dust, and in the
mud when there was any mud. But they didn't find any gold.
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