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A PRESENT FROM UNCLE ISAAC 87
"Dear, dear!" said Miss Melling. "I think
you had better get out before we have an
accident."
The carriage was stopped and Johnny
Blossom with his long fishing rod was helped out
unceremoniously.
"Thank you for the drive and for the rod,"
said he, bowing.
Then Johnny Blossom sprang into a run and
dashed homeward. My, oh, my! How
astonished the family would be over such a
magnificent fishing rod!
The moment he arrived, the whole household
was called on to admire it — Father, Mother,
three sisters, and the maids — but no one must
touch it or even go very near it but himself.
Dagny put one little wet finger out toward it, but
at this Johnny Blossom became red with fury.
"Are you crazy? You’ll ruin it completely!"
he shouted. The little wet finger was drawn
hastily back.
Where the precious rod should be put was a
momentous question. Unfortunately it was too
long to be accommodated in his own room,
where he could guard it best.
Johnny Blossom’s room was a very tiny one,
under the slope of the roof, but small as it was,
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