The Story of a Lamb on Wheels by Laura Lee Hope
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arms, and, as it happened, the Doll saw the dog running away with the
Lamb on Wheels in his mouth. "Oh! Oh! Oh, dear me! That is dreadful!" said the Sawdust Doll to herself. "Oh, the poor Lamb! What will happen to her?" Away ran the dog with the Lamb on Wheels in his mouth down the street, over a low fence, and soon he was in the vacant lots where the weeds grew high. And then, as there were no human eyes in the vacant lots to see her, the Lamb thought it time to do something. She began to wiggle her legs, though she could not get them loose from the platform with wheels on, and she cried out: "Baa! Baa! Baa!" "Hello there! what's the matter?" barked the dog, and it made his nose tickle to have the Lamb, whom he was carrying in his teeth, give that funny Baa! sound in his mouth. "Matter? Matter enough I should say!" exclaimed the Lamb on Wheels. "Why are you carrying me away like this, you very bad dog?" For, being a toy, she could talk animal language as well as her own, and the dog could understand and talk it, too. "Why am I carrying you away?" asked the dog. "Because I am hungry, of course." "But I am not good to eat," bleated the Lamb. "I am mostly made of wood, though my wheels are of iron. Of course I have real wool on outside, but |
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