Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi
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"<br />
The <strong>Blossoms</strong> go Berrying 97<br />
The twins are very good most of the time.<br />
loving son,<br />
Robert Hayward Blossom.'<br />
Your<br />
"Will they know th<strong>at</strong>'s from you?" asked Meg<br />
doubtfully, slipping into the chair <strong>at</strong> the desk<br />
and taking up the pencil to print her letter,<br />
"You never call yourself Robert."<br />
"I guess I know how to write z. letter," Bobby<br />
informed her with dignity. "You always sign<br />
your real names to letters, don't you, Aunt<br />
Polly?"<br />
"Yes, indeed, dear," said Aunt Polly, who was<br />
doing something to a pair of overalls.<br />
Meg printed slowly and carefully, and soon<br />
her letter was ready to be read aloud.<br />
" 'Dear Daddy and Mother.' " she began<br />
proudly. " 'We hope you are well. We are.<br />
Dot most wasn't, but I took care of her. She<br />
went out to the barn to hunt for eggs, and the<br />
turkey gobbler saw her. He thought she was<br />
carrying corn in the basket. He chased her and<br />
she ran.<br />
the barn.<br />
I heard her crying and I ran down to<br />
She was backed up into a corner and<br />
he was making noises <strong>at</strong> her. He is awful big>