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NOW there was going to be fun in plenty!
Hadn’t they come out to Oxen Bay for
the whole summer, Mother and the
three sisters and himself? And wasn’t Father
coming every Saturday to spend Sunday ? They
were living in Pilot Taraldsen’s small yellow
house, and he and his boy Eric had moved out
into a sort of woodshed for the summer. Johnny
Blossom had turned somersaults all over the
field near the house for pure joy, on his first
arrival at Oxen Bay.
One hot noontide he and Eric lay on the
wharf in the baking sunshine. It was
not Pilot Taraldsen’s wharf near the
house, but the old
wharf beyond the
woods.
CHAPTER11
Crab Fishirvg
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