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“My dear John! You do not try lifting the child at arm’s length, as you say?”,Indeed, 'twould often puzzle you,“He’s been back twice,” said Bob, “and I don’t know what to make of it.”,“It’s all packed,” answered Johnny.,Aha! there was Christina, Tellef’s little sister.,“It will have to be awfully thick, won’t it, to be able to hold the water?”,“But does the Government pay for all this?” asked Bob.,“I just pulled you out and pumped the water out of you and—and here you are,” was Bob’s explanation of the episode.,THAT apple tree of Aunt Grenertsen’s was too tantalizing! Big, beautiful apples hung there day after day, and nobody ever seemed to think of such a thing as taking one off. Aunt Grenertsen might, for instance, so easily say to old Katrina, her housemaid: “Shake down an apple or two for Johnny Blossom”; but no indeed! Far from it. Never in the world had she suggested anything of the kind, although he had been in there every single day since the apples had begun to turn.,“Boat partly and swimming,” returned Jerry, anxious to state the exact facts.,This time a crash, a splintering of the wood was the result. Once more he dived into it and the next moment he was in the gray air of the early dawn.,Once ashore they made their way as near to the rapids as possible. The water boiled in fury as it rushed by the rocks that opposed its way..