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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126 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
you with our troubles," said Aunt Polly, "but<br />
L see we can't hide a thing from your sharp<br />
eyes. I have bad news to tell you. While you<br />
were away with Peter this afternoon, and while<br />
Linda and I<br />
were in town, a miserable chicken<br />
thief got into the chicken yard and stole ever so<br />
many chickens. We don't know yet how many.<br />
<strong>And</strong> they took nearly every one of Linda's<br />
ducks. She has the ducks for her own, you<br />
know, and she uses the money for her school<br />
clothes. So th<strong>at</strong>'s why she's crying."<br />
The four <strong>little</strong> <strong>Blossoms</strong> s<strong>at</strong> and stared <strong>at</strong><br />
Aunt Polly. They had completely forgotten<br />
the chickens and ducks and the one lame turkey<br />
shut into the tent till<br />
this minute.<br />
voice.<br />
"Aunt Polly!" gasped Meg, in a very <strong>little</strong><br />
"Aunt Polly— please, we were just playing,<br />
and—and " Meg could not go on.<br />
"We were playing Indians," said Bobby, coming<br />
to the rescue of his sister, "and we had to<br />
"<br />
have some captives. So—so<br />
"We took the chickens and the ducks," went<br />
on the twins in concert.<br />
"<strong>And</strong> the lame turkey," put in Meg.