A Summer in a Canyon by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin
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This was received with particular as well as general satisfaction.
'Miss Winship, we appoint you Committee on Music.' 'All right. Do you wish it to be original?' 'Certainly not; we wish it to be good.' 'But we only know one chorus, and that's "My Witching Dinah Snow."' 'Never mind; either write new words to that tune or sing tra-la-la to it. Mr. Richard Winship, the Chair appoints you Committee on Menagerie, and suggests that as we have proclaimed a legal holiday, you give your animals the freedom of the city.' 'Don't know what freedom of er city means,' said Dicky, who feared that he was being made the butt of ridicule. 'Why, we want you to allow the captives to parade in the evening, with torch-lights and mottoes.' 'All right!' cried Dicky, kindling in an instant; ''n' Luby, 'n' the doat, 'n' my horn' toads, all e'cept the one that just gotted away in Laura's bed; but may be she'll find him to-night, so they'll be all there.' This was too much for the various committees, and Laura's wild shriek was the signal for a hasty adjournment. A common danger restored peace to the assembly, and they sought the runaway in perfect harmony. |
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