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“Oh, we found plenty to do,” said Jerry.,With confidence that such a child will be a good story-book friend for our children, and a favorite with them as he is among his little compatriots, I send Johnny Blossom forth to meet his welcome.,“Uncle Isaac has made you his chief heir. You are the owner of Kingthorpe, my boy.”,In the afternoon the policeman called to talk with Father. Father was very serious and Mother looked frightfully worried. Sister Asta stared with open mouth. John had a bitter time of it while the matter was being settled, and afterward Asta’s teasing voice followed him everywhere as she kept calling out: “Credit to the scho-ol! Great credit! Wonderful credit! Credit to the scho-ol!”,“Did you ever in your life!” exclaimed Tellef’s mother. “Here’s two hundred dollars, Grandmother.”,“Isn’t it my turn now, Johnny Blossom?”,After the little procession had been going for some time, Harper began to taunt Bob.,“I go myself trail Miguel. I catch his track and run swiftly. Big moon help much. Pretty soon I see little light just below big dam in bushes.”,“All right,” said Bob laughing. “I reckon you’re lost. I’m beat, but I sure hope you will find that you picked the right thing for yourself.”,“Did you get your men?”,“I want to know if you will come to a party on Saturday at Kingthorpe, Madame Bakke,” said Johnny.,“I thank you, sir,” said Grandmother. “I thank you, sir.”.