W. A. G.'s Tale by Margaret Turnbull
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page 2 of 65 (03%)
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ILLUSTRATIONS
I STARTED TO GET BETTER AND WRITE THIS BOOK (p. 153) (colored) _Frontispiece_ From a drawing by M.L. Kirk A ZOBZEE ON THE BRIDGE HE JUMPED OUT AND TOOK A ROPE AND PULLED THE BOAT CLOSE SHE WASHED AND I DRIED HE TURNED AND WENT INTO THE WHITE STONE HOUSE, AND ALL THE CATS RAN AFTER HIM HE SMOKED A PIPE, AND I PLAYED WITH ALL HIS TEDDY-CATS BRINGS HIM DOWN, PERSIMMONS AND ALL SO I TOOK MY FISHING-ROD AND FLICKED IT AT HIM NEVER YOU MIND, BABY DEAR, COME ON WHAT'S AN ABSENT-MINDED BEGGAR? HEY, ROBINSON CRUSOE, HERE'S YOUR MAN FRIDAY HE HAD TO TAKE A CAN-OPENER AND CUT AUNTY EDITH'S FOOT OUT |
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