Dew Drops, Vol. 37, No. 15, April 12, 1914 by Various
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"I don't believe he's seen him. Father goes to work early." "Of course he'll drive him off." "Another one came and helped him," said Billy. "They were both working hard when I came to school." "Billy, you're fooling us." "You can come and see for yourselves," said Billy. "You can see if it isn't exactly as I've said." "Let's do it." It was agreed, and after school a number of small boys took with him the road leading to Billy's home. As they went in by the shady back yard, Billy held up his hand, saying: "S-h-h-h-h--don't scare 'em! Now--come this way--look up there!" Billy led the way into a corner and pointed up into an oak tree. "There--right above that branch--see? They've got their sticks for the foundation, and now they're finishing up. Quick--see that flash of blue just where the sun shines! Look! look! they're pulling at that bit of red yarn--I put it up there. My mother always hangs bits of string about for 'em. My mother likes blue-birds."--_Written for Dew Drops by Sydney Dare._ |
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