Uncle Wiggily's Fishing Trip by Howard R. Garis

"Where are you going, boys? " asked Uncle Wiggily Longears, the bunny rabbit gentleman one day, as he stood in front of his hollow stump bungalow. Nurse Jane was on the steps, shaking the wrinkles out of the table cloth. Going past, with poles over their shoulders, was Jackie Bow Wow, the puppy dog boy, and Charlie Chick, the little rooster chap. "Where are you going? " Uncle Wiggily asked them. "Fishing," answered Jackie. "Don't you want to come? " crowed Charlie, the rooster. "Yes, I think I might go, later on, perhaps," said Uncle Wiggily.

"Why, Uncle Wiggily! " cried Nurse Jane, as she looked out the window. "You'll let all my nicely washed clothes down in the mud if you loosen that line! Please stop! " Uncle Wiggily stopped, but he said: "I want a bit of line to go fishing with, Nurse Jane. You have more than you need here. " The muskrat lady laughed. "I'll get you an extra piece that has no clothes hanging on it," she said. "But aren't you afraid the sharp hook will hurt the fish you catch? " Uncle Wiggily shook his head. "I'm going to use a smooth hammock hook," he said.