Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island by Mabel C. Hawley
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was up here last Summer. I think part of it was struck by
lightning." CHAPTER XI A DAMP ADVENTURE The Harley shack had never been a very fine building, but it had once been a home and, though the four little Blossoms were too small to realize it, it was the sight of the forlorn chimney and fireplace, the broken express wagon and the broken bits of furniture that made them feel sad. "Why do I want to cry, Mother?" Meg kept asking. "What makes me sorry?" "'Cause we don't know where Mrs. Harley went," asserted Twaddles wisely. "That's it, darling," said Mother Blossom tenderly. From the Harley shack, the Blossoms went down to the shore and, by using Father Blossom's field glasses, were able to see the two islands that lay to the north of Apple Tree Island and which, rumor said, were used by smugglers. But the children could not forget the Harleys, and as they continued their walk around the |
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