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AUNT GRENERTSEN’S APPLES 51
was up in a trice. Vigorous shaking. Five big
apples thumped to the ground.
"Five big ones and all of them bruised, so
they are for us," shouted Johnny Blossom; and
the apples vanished inside his blouse.
"Well, but I want some," answered Tellef
from the tree.
"Of course. I just put them in here to keep."
Another shaking of the branches. Besides
some decayed ones, four good apples fell, hitting
the ground with such force that these, too,
were crushed or cracked. Tellef was down on
the instant. My, oh, my! but they were delicious
apples. Neither of the boys had ever tasted
any equal to them. A sharp knock sounded on
Aunt Grenertsen’s window, and Johnny hurried
over there.
"It seems to me you do nothing but eat,"
came through the window.
"Oh, no. These are some that got smashed
and you said we might eat those."
" Such rough shaking, I don’t like. You must
pick the apples."
"Yes, Aunt Grenertsen."
Up the tree went both the boys. They picked
six apples, but found it impossible to reach
any more. All the others hung upon thin old
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