The Story Hour by Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin;Nora A. Smith
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gentleman told Lolo that he had a little boy at home, so weak and so
sick that he could not get up from the sofa, and that he would like to have Lolo bring the poodle to show him the next day, so he gave Lolo some money, and told him the name of the hotel where he was staying. Lolo went hopping home as fast as his little crutch could carry him, and went quickly upstairs to his mother. "Oh, mamma!" he said. "See the money a gentleman gave me, and all because dear Moufflou did his pretty tricks so nicely. Now you can have your coffee every morning, and Tasso can have his new suit for Sunday." Then he told his mother about the gentleman, and that he had promised to take Moufflou to see him the next day. [Illustration: He will snap and catch the biscuit] So when the morning came, Moufflou was washed as white as snow, and his pretty curls were tied up with blue ribbon, and they both trotted off. Moufflou was so proud of his curls and his ribbon that he hardly liked to put his feet on the ground at all. They were shown to the little boy's room, where he lay on the sofa very pale and unhappy. A bright little look came into his eyes when he saw the dog, and he laughed when Moufflou did his tricks. How he clapped his hands when he saw him make a wheelbarrow, and he tossed them both handfuls of cakes and candies! Neither the boy nor the dog ever had quite enough to eat, so they nibbled the little cakes with their sharp, white teeth, and were very glad. When Lolo got up to go, the little boy began to cry, and said, "Oh, I want the dog. Let me have the dog!" |
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