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?©, Lyda Farrington

"We Ten Or, The Story of the Roses"

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Then Betty flew at him and kissed him, and then papa told her she'd
better go. It was only just as she got to the door that she spied me.
"Hullo! you here?" she exclaimed in astonishment,--adding, in a lower
tone, "What're you laughing at?" Then, as I didn't answer, she walked
out.
"Jack," called papa, "are there anymore of them to come? Do you suppose
they are crazy?" Then he added to himself, "I wonder if any one else in
the world has such children as I have?" We looked at each other for a
minute or two (papa's eyes were bright, and his mouth was kind of
smiley, and I was, I know, on a broad grin), and then we both
laughed,--papa quietly, as he always does; but I cackled right
out, I _couldn't_ help it.
At this moment in came Miss Appleton with papa's nourishment, and right
behind her Nannie.
"Oh, how bright you look!" Nannie exclaimed with delight, as she came up
to him; "that last medicine has certainly done you good."
"Yes, I think it has," papa said, with a quizzical glance at me. "It was
a new and unexpected kind; Nannie, my dear,--I have had a visitation."


XV.
SOME MINORS.
TOLD BY JACK.

Instead of going in the country early, as usual, this year we just hung
on and hung on until the weather was quite warm, waiting for papa to get
strong enough to stand the journey.


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