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JOHNNY BLOSSOM FIGHTING 25
fish for breakfast, dinner, and supper, and that
they had scarcely anything else to eat. Ugh!
That must be tiresome! There was nothing so
horrid when one came home from school very
hungry, and shouted at the kitchen door
"What are we going to have for dinner?"
as to have Olea the cook say "Codfish." And
think! That was about all they had to eat down
in Tellefs shanty.
Well, anyway, Tellef had given him an ugly
scratch on the cheek. It hurt awfully, for it
was a long, deep scratch. Ugh! But the fight
had been a great one, and Tellef and everybody
knew now who was the strongest, and all that
bragging about Tellef’s muscle was done with.
It must be grand to be so strong that one
could, well, beat everybody—that is, of course,
all the boys,—if one had a mind to do it. Not
that he, Johnny Blossom, really wanted to
fight everybody; only to have strength enough
to do it, if it were necessary. And to be able
to hold the heaviest things with your arm
stretched out straight!
Every day at home he had a great gymnastic
performance, holding a dining-room chair at
arm’s length. He could do it splendidly now,
so lately he had thought he would practise
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