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Title: Four Little Blossoms and Their Winter Fun
Author: Mabel C. Hawley
Release Date: April 19, 2005 [EBook #15655]
Language: English
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FOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AND THEIR WINTER FUN
BY
MABEL C. HAWLEY
AUTHOR OF "FOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AT BROOKSIDE FARM," "FOUR LITTLE
BLOSSOMS AT OAK HILL SCHOOL," ETC.
THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY
Akron, Ohio New York
Copyright MCMXX
THE SAALFIELD PUBLISHING COMPANY
Four Little Blossoms and Their Winter Fun
Made in the United States of America
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I THE FIRST SNOW-STORM
II BOBBY IS RESCUED
III AUNT DOROTHY'S LOCKET
IV WHEN THE BOBSLED UPSET
V MEG IN TROUBLE
VI THE ORANGE AND THE BLACK
VII A BIRTHDAY PARTY
VIII DOWN ON THE POND
IX A NEW KIND OF JAM
X WORKING FOR THE FAIR
XI BOBBY'S MEANEST DAY
XII BUILDING A SNOW MAN
XIII THE TWINS HAVE A SECRET
XIV LOST IN THE STORM
XV GREAT PREPARATIONS
XVI OVER THE CROSS ROAD
XVII MR. MENDAM
XVIII AT LAST THE FAIR
FOUR LITTLE BLOSSOMS AND THEIR WINTER FUN
CHAPTER I
THE FIRST SNOW-STORM
"Where's Mother?" Meg and Bobby Blossom demanded the moment they opened
the front door.
It was the first question they always asked when they came home from
school.
Twaddles, their little brother, looked up at them serenely from the
sofa cushion on which he sat cross-legged on the floor at the foot of
the hall stairs.
"Mother and Aunt Polly went uptown," he informed his brother and
sister. "They're going to bring us something nice. They promised."
Meg pulled off her hat and unbuttoned her coat.
"I'm starving," she announced. "It's awfully cold out. What are you
doing anyway, Twaddles?"
"Sliding down the banisters," answered Twaddles calmly. "See, we
spread down sofa cushions so 's we wouldn't hurt ourselves. It's Dot's
turn now. Hi, Dot!" he ended
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