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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Dot's Adventure 55<br />
into the town, believing th<strong>at</strong> perhaps some of the<br />
store windows had <strong>at</strong>tracted Dot.<br />
No one remembered seeing a <strong>little</strong> girl in a<br />
green dress and a brown straw h<strong>at</strong>.<br />
Just as Mother Blossom was wearily wondering<br />
if she should telegraph F<strong>at</strong>her Blossom th<strong>at</strong><br />
Dot was lost,<br />
the dock.<br />
a motor jitney lumbered down to<br />
Some one in a green dress and a brown<br />
straw h<strong>at</strong> was sitting on the front se<strong>at</strong> beside the<br />
driver.<br />
"Mother!<br />
Mother!" shouted Dot.<br />
There was just time for her to tumble out of<br />
the car into her mother's arms, just time for<br />
Mother Blossom to give the driver a dollar bill<br />
and say a word of thanks,<br />
and then the steambo<strong>at</strong><br />
whistle blew loudly once.<br />
"Th<strong>at</strong> means she's starting," said the jitney<br />
man. "Run!"<br />
<strong>And</strong> hand in hand, Mother Blossom and Dot<br />
raced down the wharf and over the gangplank on<br />
to the deck of the bo<strong>at</strong>, just as it began to slide<br />
away.