Six Little Bunkers at Grandpa Ford's by Laura Lee Hope
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"As long as you're all right it's a blessing," said his mother. "I thought the house was falling down," remarked Grandpa Ford with a laugh. "Oh, you'll get used to all sorts of noises like that, Father, if you're very long around the six little Bunkers," said his stepson. "As soon as we hear a louder noise than common we rush out. But we have been very lucky so far. None of the children has been badly hurt." "I hope they'll be as lucky as that when they come to my place at Great Hedge," said Grandpa Ford. "Oh, are we going to stay with you, Grandpa Ford?" cried Russ, forgetting all about his pains and bruises, now that there was a prospect of a new place to go to. "Oh, what fun!" exclaimed Rose. "I'm going to tell Laddie and Vi!" "No, don't, please, Rose," said her mother. "It isn't settled yet. We haven't really decided to go." "Oh, but you must come if I have to come down with my big hay wagon and cart you up!" said Grandpa Ford. "But we'll talk about that later. I'm glad neither of you two children was hurt. Now here is five cents each. Run down and buy a lollypop. I imagine they must be five cents apiece now, with the way everything has gone up." "No, they're only a penny apiece, but sometimes you used to get two for |
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