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CHAPTER VII
PETS: PARTICULARLY CAROLA-CAROLUS
One day a man from Vegassheien came into
our kitchen with four live chickens that he
wanted to sell. All hens, he said. We had
never had any pets at our house except
Bouncer, our big black cat; and Karsten and
I were seized at once with an overwhelming
desire to own these four half-grown,
golden-brown chickens, who lay so patiently in the
bottom of the peasant’s basket, put their heads
on one side and looked up at us with their
little round black eves. Oh, if Mother onlv
would buy these darling chickens for us! It
is such fun to have pets.
Speaking of pets makes me think of Uncle
Ferdinand, and the pet monkey he had.
You know Uncle Ferdinand? The elegant
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