The Curlytops on Star Island by Howard R. (Howard Roger) Garis
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He caught hold of Trouble's clothes and pulled the little fellow
loose. But Trouble cried--perhaps because he was sleepy--and then his mother came and got him, leaving Teddy and Janet to play by themselves, which they did until they, too, began to feel sleepy. "You'll want to go to bed earlier than this when you go camping, my Curlytops," said Grandpa Martin, as the children came out of the sitting-room. "Are you really going to take them camping?" asked Mother Martin after Jan and Ted had gone upstairs to bed. "I really am. There are some tents in the barn. I own part of Star Island and there's no nicer place to camp. You'll come, too, and so will Dick when he comes back from Cresco. We'll take Nora along to do the cooking. Will you come, Mother?" and the Curlytops' grandfather looked at his gray-haired wife. "No, I'll stay on Cherry Farm and feed the hired men," she answered with a smile. "Why do they call it Star Island?" asked Ted's mother. "Well, once upon a time, a good many years ago," said Grandpa Martin, "a shooting star, or meteor, fell blazing on the island, and that's how it got its name." "Maybe it was a part of the star shining that the children saw to- night," said Grandma Martin. "Though I don't see how it could be, for it fell many years ago." |
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