“Taxi! Taxi!” called Uncle Wiggily, as he saw the turtle gentleman’s automobile cruising along through the puddles in front of the bakery shop awning. “Here, Taxi! I’ll ride home with the ladies.” So Uncle Wiggily and the ladies got in the turtle taxicab and, with his umbrella, Uncle Wiggily pointed to the rainbow. “We shall be home before another shower,” he said. “But, even if it rains, I still have my umbrella.” Bully and Bawly, splashing through the puddles behind the turtle taxicab, looked at one another.
“Taxi! Taxi!” called Uncle Wiggily, as he saw the turtle gentleman’s automobile cruising along through the puddles in front of the bakery shop awning. “Here, Taxi! I’ll ride home with the ladies.” So Uncle Wiggily and the ladies got in the turtle taxicab and, with his umbrella, Uncle Wiggily pointed to the rainbow. “We shall be home before another shower,” he said. “But, even if it rains, I still have my umbrella.” Bully and Bawly, splashing through the puddles behind the turtle taxicab, looked at one another.