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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82 <strong>Four</strong> Little <strong>Blossoms</strong> <strong>at</strong> <strong>Brookside</strong> <strong>Farm</strong><br />
them in through the kitchen in case the minister<br />
should be on the front porch and so spare Aunt<br />
Polly's company the sight of such a forlorn procession.<br />
But, just as they rounded the back of<br />
the house, they met Aunt Polly showing the minister<br />
and his wife her kitchen garden.<br />
"Twaddles!" gasped poor Aunt Polly, for<br />
Twaddles was ahead.<br />
r<br />
"We— e—we w 7 ere learning to milk," said<br />
Meg apologetically.<br />
The minister and his wife took one look <strong>at</strong><br />
the four, and then they s<strong>at</strong> down on the back<br />
doorstep and laughed and laughed. After a<br />
minute Aunt Polly joined them, and then the<br />
children and Jud began to giggle.<br />
"Hurry and get into something clean," commanded<br />
Aunt Polly, wiping her eyes.<br />
is just putting supper on the table.<br />
"Linda<br />
I don't care<br />
wh<strong>at</strong> you put on, as long as it is clean. I spent<br />
an hour dressing you, and now see the result."<br />
The four <strong>little</strong> <strong>Blossoms</strong> made haste to scurry<br />
into clean suits and dresses, and in a short time<br />
were ready to come downstairs and meet the<br />
minister and his wife properly.