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JOIINNY BLOSSOM
A few moments later Johnny remarked,
"The goat ought really to go to Grassy Island
today."
"Really, it ought," agreed Asta.
"We’ll bring it right down to the boat now,"
said John. And the goat that had lived all
summer in the yard back of the barn was
forthwith untied and taken out the back way down
to Jensen’s Wharf.
It was the cunningest goat you ever saw,
lively but good, and so pretty — light gray,
with a little beard. Mother had bought it early
in the spring. On Sundays it had a blue ribbon
around its neck, and other days a red worsted
collar with a white button. It was a great
pet.
John had lately decided that there was too
little grass for it back of the barn and that the
goat must go every day over to Grassy Island
for a good meal.
There was no trouble in getting the goat down
to the wharf, for it would follow John wherever
he went. To get it into the boat was another
matter, but that was accomplished at last, and
they started out over the water. John rowed
and Asta was to hold the goat; but suddenly it
got contrary. It kicked out in spiteful fashion,
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