Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

The Wreck of the Raft 73
ing to a long board that stood in the corner.
"Could we have that, Mr. Peter?"
"Of course you can.
I'll lay it across this sawhorse,
so, and that's as fine a see-saw as any one
could ask for," said Peter, lifting the heavy
plank with ease.
Bobby and Meg took possession of the seesaw,
and Dot and Twaddles made the simultaneous
discovery that hay was slippery. They
found this out because Twaddles had climbed
to the top of a pile of loose hay and was intending
to reach an open window when his foot
slipped and he gently slid down to the floor.
"Let me do that," cried Dot, hastily scrambling
up.
"Watch me, Meg."
She sat down, gnve herself a little shove and
neatly slid down the side of the hay. Then
Twaddles tried, and then they took turns.
Spotty appeared at the barn door, wagging his
tail engagingly. He was "part white terrier"
and "part something else" Jud had told the children,
and he had one funny black spot on his
back near his tail.
In less than half an hour the rain had stopped