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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64 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
Bobby spied the other house and Meg saw the<br />
home for the birds, just as people always see<br />
wh<strong>at</strong>ever they are most interested in first.<br />
"Flowers !" said Dot.<br />
She had seen the hollyhocks th<strong>at</strong> stood up<br />
straight and tall against the fence th<strong>at</strong> shut off<br />
the back of Aunt Polly's house.<br />
Peter Apgar had come up to take the car and<br />
perhaps to see the new arrivals. The four <strong>little</strong><br />
<strong>Blossoms</strong> liked him <strong>at</strong> once, and when he spoke<br />
in a soft,<br />
lazy drawl th<strong>at</strong> was good-n<strong>at</strong>ure itself<br />
they knew he was going to be a good friend.<br />
"Can't say you're lonesome now, Miss Polly,"<br />
he chuckled pleasantly. He always called her<br />
Miss Polly, never Mrs. Hayward. "<strong>And</strong> I<br />
guess Jud is as good as useless to me the rest of<br />
the summer. Wh<strong>at</strong> these youngsters don't think<br />
up to do, he will," the farmer added, with a<br />
broad grin.