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Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island by Mabel C. Hawley
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piece of bread and butter in the other, the four little Blossoms
were swept away to hot baths and bed a few minutes after Aunt
Polly finished. And the next thing they knew it was bright
daylight and Jud was whistling on his way to the milking.

"I'm going, too!" Bobby hopped out of bed and began to dress
hastily.

"So'm I!" Dot sat up and shook Meg. The troubles of Mr. Harley had
fled with Dot's dreams and she was her usual merry self. "Come on,
Meg, we haven't seen Carlotta yet."

Meg was ready to get up and Twaddles woke before Bobby had tied
one shoe, so the four little Blossoms, helping each other, managed
to be dressed and downstairs before Jud had started to milk.

"Well, if this doesn't seem like old times!" he exclaimed grinning
at them as they entered the barn.

"Forgotten how to milk, Meg?" asked Peter Apgar, coming into the
dairy barn from feeding the horses. "Want to try it this morning?"

"I don't think I've forgotten how," said Meg cautiously, "but I'd
rather Jud milked, 'cause he can do it so much faster than I can;
and then he can go round with us and see the things."

That little speech pleased Jud mightily and pleased Peter Apgar,
too, because, you will remember, Peter was Jud's father.

"You go sight-seeing this minute, Jud," he ordered his tall son.
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