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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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You mav be sure she set me to work. She
had lost all her things, one wrister liere and one
wrister there; I had to find everything, a
bouquet in the saloon, and overshoes under the
sofa. Finally it was the footstool up on deek.

It was only fun to run up on deck again.
Of course I tumbled from one side to the other
and laughed and laughed, enjoying it hugely.

When I was down-stairs again, the
stew-ardess must have thought that I flew around
too much and was in the way, for she pushed
me suddenly into a stateroom. There sat the
woman with the covered basket.

“ Isn’t there any one that will help me? ” the
complaining voice kept on in the stateroom
opposite us.

“ Can you imagine whv such folks travel? ”
said the woman, jerking her head in the
direction the voice came from, “ when they
have their good home, and their good bed and
everything to suit them—why should they rove
around from pillar to post? ”

“ What are you traveling for? ”

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