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102
JOIINNY BLOSSOM
branches that cracked if you but touched them,
and would by no means bear a boy’s weight.
The boys tried and tried to get the apples, but
the tempting things hung exasperatingly out
of reach.
"No use," said Johnny. "I’ll have to stand
under the tree and hold the basket, while you
shake the apples into it. Then they won’t
whack on the ground and bruise themselves."
First, however, the six perfect apples were
laid carefully upon the porch steps.
John held the basket under a branch while
Tellef shook it. Eight apples bounced and rolled
in the garden path, but not one fell into the
basket and not one but showed a bruise or a split.
"What a stupid you are to shake them off
that way!" exclaimed Johnny.
"Not a bit. It is you who are stupid about
holding the basket," retorted Tellef.
They stole glances at Aunt Grenertsen’s
window. Fortunately, she was not looking out and
so had not seen the unlucky outcome of this
attempt. Hastily thrusting the eight apples
into their blouses, they both climbed the tree
again and stretched and reached their utmost
till one branch broke and the boys nearly
tumbled from the tree.
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