"Oh, I didn't know the snow had lasted this long!" Susie cried. "I
thought it had melted long ago."
"I don't see any snow," said Uncle Wiggily, looking around.
"On that bush," said Susie, pointing to the white one.
"Oh!" laughed the bunny uncle. "That does look like snow, to be sure.
But it isn't, though the name of the flowers is snowdrop."
"Flowers! I don't call them flowers!" said Susie. "They are only
white balls."
"Don't you want to pick any?" asked the rabbit.
"Thank you, no," Susie said. "I like prettier colored flowers than
those, which are just plain white."
"Well, I like them, and I'll take some to Nurse Jane," spoke the bunny
uncle. So he picked a bunch of the snowdrops and carried them in his
paws, while Susie gathered the brighter flowers.
"I think those will be all teacher will want," said the little rabbit
girl at last.
"Yes, we had better be getting home," spoke Uncle Wiggily. "Nurse Jane
will soon have supper ready. Won't you come and eat with me, Susie?"
"Thank you, I will, Uncle Wiggily," and the little bunny girl clapped
her paws; that is, as well as she could, on account of holding her
flowers, for she loved to eat at Uncle Wiggily's hollow stump bungalow,
as did all the animal children.
Well, Uncle Wiggily and Susie were going along and along through the
woods, when, all of a sudden, as they passed a high rock, out from
behind it jumped the bad old tail-pulling monkey.
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