In a little while they came to where Mother Goose lived, and the dear
old lady herself was out in front of her house, looking up and down the
woodland path, anxious like.
"What is the matter?" asked Uncle Wiggily. "Are you looking for some
of your lost ones--Little Bopeep or Tommy Tucker, who sings for his
supper?"
"Well, no, not exactly," answered Mother Goose. "I sent Simple Simon
to the store to get me a scrubbing brush, so I could clean the kitchen
floor. But he hasn't come back, and I am afraid he has gone fishing in
his mother's pail, to try to catch a whale. Oh, dear! My kitchen is
so dirty that it needs scrubbing right away. But I cannot do it
without a scrubbing brush."
"Ha! Say no more!" cried Uncle Wiggily in his jolly voice. "I have no
scrubbing brush, but I have a lot of green rushes the mud turtle gave
me for turning him right-side up. The rushes are as rough as a
scrubbing brush, and will do just as nicely to clean your kitchen."
"Oh, thank you! I'm sure they will," said Mother Goose. So she took
the green rushes from Uncle Wiggily and by using them with soap and
water soon her kitchen floor was scrubbed as clean as an eggshell, for
the green, rough stems scraped off all the dirt.
Then Mother Goose thanked Uncle Wiggily very much, and Billie and
Johnnie sort of looked at one another with blinking eyes, for they saw
that green rushes are of some use in this world after all.
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