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“Good-by, little Johnny Blossom, and thanks for the pleasure you have given us.” “Oh, so that—so that—I tell you what, Mother, it is dreadful to be blind.” It wasn’t because the wind blew so furiously or that the waves dashed so high or that the umbrella had floated away, that made him so sorry! No indeed. Pooh! Nor was it that they sat drenched in the tossing boat far out among great white-capped waves. If he only had not been so awfully disobedient..
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