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102
JOIINNY BLOSSOM
the Custom House boat. The boys didn’t say
anything to him about you, sitting out there
on the buoy" —
"There! Now you can see how stupid they
are," interrupted Johnny Blossom.
"They ran home, crying, and told that you
were out on the ’red pear’; but when the
postmaster had got a boat and rowed out you were
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gone.
" I was on board the coal steamer — that’s
where I was. His name is Hobborn, Mother,
and just listen! he set a big jar of preserves
before me — I think it was raspberries — and
I ate a lot, and then he gave me this whistle.
Now I’ll blow it." An ear-splitting blast
followed.
Mother hugged him to her and kissed him.
"But that was a horrible present, John," she
said, pointing to the whistle.
"Far from it," said John, "for now I need
never be in danger any more if I just whistle.
If I had had this when I lay out on the red pear,
no one would ever have imagined I was drowned.
A very useful present, it seems to me, and
delightful."
"I can scarcely call it delightful," said Mother.
All the rest of that afternoon, the sound of
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