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JOIINNY BLOSSOM
suppose he should die now! "Our Father who
art in heaven." Johnny Blossom, with eyes
closed, said the whole of the Lord’s Prayer as
he lay on his stomach on the red buoy. Now
surely God would help him.
The buoy swayed and dipped and the wind
howled. Suddenly he heard a different sound
and turned swiftly to look. There was a boat
right off there. Oh, if only! —
It was some Englishmen from the big coal
steamer, and they were rowing straight toward
the buoy, talking fast. Pshaw! how stupid it
is when people talk English. Without waiting
to say, "By your leave," they took Johnny
Blossom from the buoy, put him into their boat,
and rowed directly to the steamship. One of the
sailors scooped up some salt water in his hand
and splashed it over Johnny Blossom’s
tear-streaked face and laughed. Then Johnny
laughed, too.
If it were only German the men spoke! He
had studied German for a half year now and
could have managed with that language pretty
well, he thought.
Here they were alongside the steamer. Well,
Johnny Blossom hadn’t the least objection.
How Olaf and Herman would envy him, that he
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