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Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

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The End of the Vac<strong>at</strong>ion 143<br />

after Jud.<br />

They were glad he had come with<br />

them, for the mild <strong>little</strong> brook looked like a<br />

river to them as they got out into the middle<br />

of it.<br />

"Guess somebody lost his shirt," observed<br />

Jud, keeping a firm grip on Dot, who seemed to<br />

be trying to<br />

dance.<br />

"Say, wouldn't it be funny," began Bobby,<br />

but Meg had the same idea <strong>at</strong> the same time.<br />

"Do you suppose it could " she saicl<br />

slowly.<br />

"It's the raft!" yelled Twaddles, breaking<br />

away from Jud, and rushing into the bushes.<br />

"It's our raft—Oh, Jud!" Twaddles had<br />

stepped on a sharp stone.<br />

"I wish you'd be a <strong>little</strong> more careful," said<br />

Jud calmly. "Well, it is the raft! Can you<br />

be<strong>at</strong> th<strong>at</strong>?"<br />

Tangled in broken reeds and a few prickly<br />

bushes, lay their raft, Geraldine smiling as<br />

sweetly as ever and still propped up against<br />

Meg's book. Nothing was missing, not even<br />

Twaddles' singing bird or Bobby's airplane.<br />

"I'm so glad!" Meg kept saying. "I'm so

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