Raggedy Andy Stories by John B. (John Barton) Gruelle
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page 39 of 74 (52%)
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Raggedy Andy kept wiggling and twisting until he came to a bend in the pipe and could go no farther. "I can't find them!" he cried. "They have gone farther down the pipe! Now you can pull me up!" "We can't reach you, Raggedy Andy!" Uncle Clem called down the pipe. "Try to wiggle back up a piece and we will catch your feet and pull you up!" Raggedy Andy tried to wiggle backward up the pipe, but his clothes caught upon a little piece of tin which stuck out from the inside of the pipe and there he stayed. He could neither go down nor come back up. "What shall we do?" Uncle Clem cried, "The folks will never find him down there, for we can not tell them where he is, and they will never guess it!" The dolls were all very sad. They stayed out upon the shiny new tin gutter until it began raining and hoped and hoped that Raggedy Andy could get back up to them. Then they went inside the nursery and sat looking out the window until it was time for the folks to get up and the house to be astir. Then they went back to the position each had been in, when Marcella had left them. And although they were very quiet, each one was so sorry to lose Raggedy Andy, and each felt that he would never be found again. |
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