Raggedy Andy Stories by John B. (John Barton) Gruelle
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page 71 of 74 (95%)
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"It was still and quiet 'way down where I lived, for even if the ocean
roared and pounded itself into an angry mass of tumbling waves up above, this never disturbed the calm waters down where I lived. "Many times, little fishes or other tiny sea people came and hid within my pretty house when they were being pursued by larger sea creatures. And it always made me very happy to give them this protection. "They would stay inside until I whispered that the larger creature had gone, then they would leave me and return to their play. "Pretty little sea horses with slender, curving bodies often went sailing above me, or would come to rest upon my back. It was nice to lie and watch the tiny things curl their little tails about the sea weed and talk together, for the sea horses like one another and are gentle and kind to each other, sharing their food happily and smoothing their little ones with their cunning noses. "But one day a diver leaped over the side of a boat and came swimming head-first down, down to where I lay. My! How the tiny sea creatures scurried to hide from him. He took me within his hand and, giving his feet a thump upon the yellow sand, rose with me to the surface. "He poured the water from me, and out came all the little creatures who had been hiding there!" Raggedy Andy wiggled upon the floor, he was so interested. "Did the tiny creatures get back into the water safely?" he asked the beautiful shell. |
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