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The Garden of the Plynck by Karle Wilson Baker
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Sara saw that his professional pride, as the leader and practical man
of the party, had been hurt by the escape of her laugh; and he spoke
so crossly that they all turned around and began to try to make
conversation to cover their embarrassment. But they didn't succeed
very well; and presently the Baby spoke the thought that was uppermost
in everybody's mind.

"I'm hungry!" he said.

Alas, so were they all! It was no use trying to disguise it! So the
Snimmy said, almost tearfully, "Why didn't we think to bring some
lunch?"

"Humph!" retorted his wife. "You'd never think of anything--except
dimples!"

So saying, she took down a large hamper which she had been carrying on
her head, and removed the cloth which was tucked neatly over it. They
had all noticed the hamper, but supposed it was Avrillia's wash, which
the Snimmy's wife always took home on Poppyday.

Now it proved to be packed full of a rich and varied picnic luncheon,
the sight and aroma of which made even the Brown Teddy-Bear look
eager. The Snimmy's wife set all the viands out on the grass, and the
Plynck graciously drifted down and took her place at the head of the
table. There was a trifle too much sand in the sandwiches, but
everything else was perfect; and they all ate as immoderately as
people do at picnics.

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