. St. Nicholas [serial]. FOUR LITTLE GIRLS AND THEIR FOURLITTLE STORIES. By Joaquin Miller. Away up on the middle fork of the one bigand beautiful river of Oregon, wedged downdeep between two great black mountainstopped with trees and clouds and snow, a littlelog house nestled close by the bank of thefoamy river, alive with shiny fishes. A narrow,shady road ran close by the door. Back of thehouse on the hillside was a clearing, set thickwith apple-trees, peach-trees, and the like, andall loaded down; while the air was full of busybees, and every one of the great dark trees upand down the steep
. St. Nicholas [serial]. FOUR LITTLE GIRLS AND THEIR FOURLITTLE STORIES. By Joaquin Miller. Away up on the middle fork of the one bigand beautiful river of Oregon, wedged downdeep between two great black mountainstopped with trees and clouds and snow, a littlelog house nestled close by the bank of thefoamy river, alive with shiny fishes. A narrow,shady road ran close by the door. Back of thehouse on the hillside was a clearing, set thickwith apple-trees, peach-trees, and the like, andall loaded down; while the air was full of busybees, and every one of the great dark trees upand down the steep mountains was musicalwith the song of birds. Dot and Puss and Dimples and Pudge —these were the names of the four little girls wholived in the log house, but where they got theirnames no one but their father could tell. It was ten miles through the thick woods tothe next house; it was quite as far to their firstneighbor in the other direction: and as this wasa sort of stopping-place for the very few trav-elers who ven
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