"Uncle Wiggily Longears, the old gentleman rabbit, sat in his burrow-house reading the morning paper. It was after breakfast, on a nice, sunny May day, and outside the flowers were blossoming and making perfume and honey for the bees as they nodded their heads in the air. I mean the flowers nodded their heads, not the bees. The bees were far too busy to do that. “Yes,” said Uncle Wiggily to himself, “I think I must get one." And the lovable old gentleman rabbit obtains one of those new-fangled air ships to float over the countryside. Come with him as he has many funny adventures. - Summary by phil chenevert
