. The adventures of Peter Peterkin . II PETERKIN AFLOAT WHEN last we heard ofPeterkin—do you re-member?—he was afloat onthe waves in his pumpkinhouse. And sailing swiftlyout to sea! Peterkin, as soon as he hadgained his breath, climbedout of the tangle of bed-clothesand furniture which his sud-den fall had thrown over andall about him. Then he pinched himself in every limb, andwas glad to find everything whole and sound. Whew! he gasped. That was an escape! To think oflanding in the sea! He pulled his little ladder out from under a tumble of pots 17. ^ba i8 THE ADVENTURES OF PETERKIN and pans
. The adventures of Peter Peterkin . II PETERKIN AFLOAT WHEN last we heard ofPeterkin—do you re-member?—he was afloat onthe waves in his pumpkinhouse. And sailing swiftlyout to sea! Peterkin, as soon as he hadgained his breath, climbedout of the tangle of bed-clothesand furniture which his sud-den fall had thrown over andall about him. Then he pinched himself in every limb, andwas glad to find everything whole and sound. Whew! he gasped. That was an escape! To think oflanding in the sea! He pulled his little ladder out from under a tumble of pots 17. ^ba i8 THE ADVENTURES OF PETERKIN and pans and bric-a-brac and blankets, and set it up againstthe wall. Then up he clambered, step by step, until he hadpoked his head through the hole, in the Pumperkins top,which served for a door and a window and ceiling, all at thesame time. It gave him just a glimpse of the open air and thewide stretch of sea on every hand. Waves—blue, choppy,hopping waves, as far as Peterkin could see . . nothingbut waves! Well, there was nothing for it but to go back into his houseand sit by the stove and begin to cry. Not that crying couldhelp matters any—but Peterkin was sad at all these suddenhappenings, and somehow his tears did make him feel a littlebetter. Boohoo! wept he. Its all the fault of the wicked wind IOne moment I was safe and dozing at home in my old pump-kin patch; the next, here I am bobbing and lost on the faceof the ocean. The only thing I have to be thankful for isthat theres still a warm fire in my stove. Boohool And oh, the saddest pa
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