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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n6 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
"Heap big Injun chief," announced Bobby,<br />
prancing about in his suit.<br />
"Let's get captives and hide them in the tent,"<br />
suggested Meg, who usually did most of the<br />
planning for their games.<br />
"Where'll we get 'em?" asked Bobby doubtfully.<br />
"Jud's bigger than we are."<br />
"No, we can't capture Jud," agreed Meg.<br />
"Wow! wow! Whoop!" shouted Twaddles,<br />
tumbling down the steps and giving his best Indian<br />
yell<br />
as he came.<br />
"Ducks and chickens might be captives," said<br />
Meg slowly, frowning <strong>at</strong> the interruption of<br />
Twaddles.<br />
Ordinarily Meg was a good <strong>little</strong> girl and not<br />
given to mischief, but a spice of naughtiness<br />
seemed to be in all the four <strong>little</strong> <strong>Blossoms</strong> on<br />
this<br />
unfortun<strong>at</strong>e day.<br />
"Let's get the ducks, first," said Bobby.<br />
"Th<strong>at</strong>'s a gre<strong>at</strong> idea, Meg. Come on, Twaddles,<br />
we have to capture the ducks."<br />
They found the beautiful white birds swimming<br />
lazily about the artificial duck pond in the<br />
chicken yard, and they didn't seem to want to