St Nicholas [serial] . house floor. Nate picked him up. Nita jumped up and downand cried. The poor little lecturer was dusty andcrumpled, and there was blood about his face fromsomewhere—nobody knew where. All the bureaudrawers had tumbled out. Nate thought they dbetter shut him in one till he got better. But Nitathought they d better call his mother. So his mother came out and picked him up, andwashed him off, and dusted him off, and tied himup, and kissed him up, and then they found he wasabout as good as new, and nothing much the worsefor the lecture bureau. I fink, said Trotty, with the ai
St Nicholas [serial] . house floor. Nate picked him up. Nita jumped up and downand cried. The poor little lecturer was dusty andcrumpled, and there was blood about his face fromsomewhere—nobody knew where. All the bureaudrawers had tumbled out. Nate thought they dbetter shut him in one till he got better. But Nitathought they d better call his mother. So his mother came out and picked him up, andwashed him off, and dusted him off, and tied himup, and kissed him up, and then they found he wasabout as good as new, and nothing much the worsefor the lecture bureau. I fink, said Trotty, with the air of a martyrwho had narrowly escaped translation, • if I d hada tumbler lemonade and a zhinger-snap, I would ntcare as much bout womans sufferings without thecasters. So Trotty and Nate and Nita had a little tumblerof lemonade and a ginger-snap all around, in thedining-room, and mamma locked the tool-housedoor upon the ruins of Trottys lecture bureau. 456 FLUFFY AND SNUFFY. FLUFFY AND Carrie W.
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