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Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

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The <strong>Blossoms</strong> go Berrying 95<br />

gan to worry," said dear Aunt Polly, carrying<br />

Dot, big girl as she was.<br />

Peter had picked up<br />

Meg, and Jud had shouldered Twaddles, while<br />

Bobby kept running beside them.<br />

"You must be starved," was Linda's greeting.<br />

"We've got fried chicken and currant jelly,<br />

too."<br />

<strong>And</strong> though it was l<strong>at</strong>e,<br />

Aunt Polly was sure<br />

th<strong>at</strong> fried chicken would hurt no one, and while<br />

the hungry <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong>e, she s<strong>at</strong> by and listened<br />

to wh<strong>at</strong> had happened to them in the woods.<br />

"Why, darlings," she cried over and over,<br />

"Auntie will buy you other books and toys,<br />

but<br />

I couldn't possibly buy your mother other children<br />

if anything happened to you. Look <strong>at</strong><br />

Dot's feet; the poor child must have walked<br />

miles. <strong>And</strong> her face and hands are terribly<br />

scr<strong>at</strong>ched."<br />

Directly after supper the tired children were<br />

ready for bed,<br />

and Linda and Aunt Polly undressed<br />

them and b<strong>at</strong>hed the sore <strong>little</strong><br />

feet and<br />

put soothing cold cream on sunburned, scr<strong>at</strong>ched<br />

faces.<br />

The summer weeks flew merrily by, and when<br />

<strong>little</strong>

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