But, just because he is big and strong, though not
so big and strong as I am, I have taught my boy to be kind to the little
animals."
"Then I will have no fear," said Uncle Wiggily, winking his nose--I mean
his eyes--and just then the door of the giant's house opened and in came
his little boy.
Well, at first Uncle Wiggily was so frightened that he did not know what
to do. I wonder what you would say if you were suddenly to see a boy
almost as big as your house, or mine, walk into the parlor, and sit down
at the piano? Well, that's what the old gentleman rabbit saw.
"Ah, my little boy is home from school," said the giant, kindly. "Did you
have your lessons, my son?"
"Yes, father, I did," was the answer. "And I learned a new song. I'll sing
it for you."
So he began to play the piano with his little finger nail, and still, and
with all that, he made as much noise as a circus band of music can make on
a hot day in the tent. Oh, he played terribly loud, the giant's boy did,
and Uncle Wiggily had to put his paws over his ears, or he might have been
made deaf. Then the giant's little boy sang, and even when he hummed it
the noise was like a thunder storm, only different. Now, this is the boy
giant's song, and you will have to sing it with all your might, as hard as
you can, but not if the baby is asleep.
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