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JOHNNY BLOSSOM FIGHTING 25
"Yes, I tried once. I could do it well enough,
too; but you should just see how cross that
child is. She roars at nothing."
"But there might be a bad accident if you
dropped her."
Johnny smiled condescendingly. "You don’t
know how strong I am, Uncle Isaac. Look at
my muscle here."
Quick as a flash, Johnny’s jacket was off and
he was displaying his little shirt sleeve. "Look
here! Look! Isn’t that good muscle?"
Suddenly he glanced around the room. " Isn’t
there something here I can lift ?"
"My dear Johnny! No, no!"
"Yes, that fire-screen will be just the thing."
"No, no, thank you, John. I am willing to
believe that you are very strong."
"There! This lamp will do."
A little firm brown hand had already seized
upon the big lamp.
Uncle Isaac roused up. "No, no, my boy!
Let go the lamp! Let go instantly!"
"Well, if you don’t want me to show you.
But really, if my little finger were only big
enough, I could lift the lamp just with that."
Johnny shook the brown little finger almost
in Uncle Isaac’s face.
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