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Johnny Blossom looked up wistfully but dubiously. Probably he was too dirty.,“I suppose you can get along without Katrina’s help.”,“Uncle Isaac has no further need of anything,” said Mother. “He died last night, little John.”,He was to be allowed to invite just exactly whom he pleased, especially those who had been kind to him, Mother said. My, oh, my! but that would mean a good many!,Johnny Blossom and Eric, the pilot’s son, lay on the wharf with their heads stretched out over the edge, gazing down into the water. “Shall we fish for crabs?” asked Eric. Of course Johnny thought this was just the thing to do. Eric took a long string from his pocket and tied a stone at the end.,He found Mr. Taylor busy over some blue prints. The engineer looked up as he entered and Bob at once saw that the man was angry. His first question proved it.,Again little Johnny Blossom had a feeling that something was expected of him. So he stood up, put his heels together, bowed as well as he could in the moving carriage, and said: “Good-by! I thank you all. Good-by!”,A few moments later Johnny remarked, “The goat ought really to go to Grassy Island today.”,Oh, what joy it was to ride! It was like having wings and flying through the air! Carlstrom showed him just how to hold the reins and to sit on the horse; and the little horse trotted and John rose in the saddle, and his face shone.,At last he reached the turning point. Peter Prytz, who kept the time there, laughed uproariously.,“But John, John! You knew perfectly well that you ought not to do that!”,Still through the deep'ning gloom of bow'ry shades.