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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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Then he noticed that lie had lost his cap, so
we dug in tlie snow again, searcliing for it, and
liad lots of fun before we finally found it.

All this exeitenieiit over tlie snowslide made
us crazv for more fun, and we decided that we
would go to Madam Graaberg and ask her if
she had wliite velvet to sell. Madam Graaberg
has a little shop in a basement and sells almost
nothing but lu-de-fisk (fish soaked in lye, with
a rank odor).

First we peeped in the window between tlie
glasses of groats. Yes, tliere were many
peo-ple in the shop and Madam Graaberg stood
behind thé counter as usual. She is as big as
three ordinary women and her eyes are as
black as two bits of coal; and my! how tliey
can flash!

We plumped ourselves down into the shop,
all four of us. It smelled frightfully of
lu-de-fisk and the whole floor was like a puddle from
all the wet feet. A fine place to go to ask for
wliite velvet! And Madam Graaberg has an
awful temper, let me tell you!

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