Pixy's Holiday Journey by George Lang
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visit us in the summers, she always takes Pixy with her when she walks
to the village or calls to see the neighbors. Yes, indeed; she will be very, very glad to have him there." "He will have to eat on his way to Frankfort," remarked Paul. "Yes, but mother put up a great deal more than I can eat in this one day, and I will share with Pixy." "And I," and "I, too," said the others, for in their hearts they were glad to have his company; "but are you going to lead him all the way with that rope?" "No, indeed; he doesn't need it, and I will take it off, and put it in my knapsack as soon as we are past the village. I only brought it to put on him when we are in the streets of Frankfort to keep him from getting frightened and running away." The rope was taken off and put in the knapsack, and then Fritz made another proposition. "Let us take off our shoes and stick our stockings in them, swing them from our knapsacks, and go barefoot." "All right!" agreed the others, and soon they were rejoicing in the luxury of bare feet, but not long, for Paul struck his toe against a stone, then getting a briar in his foot, sank down upon a green bank and took it in his hand. "I see the briar," exclaimed Fritz, "and can take it out." |
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