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of bushes, and picked and picked; and then
Karlie-boy and I got lost. Now, you shall
hear.
It was in the morning, a very hot morning.
The air in the valley had been perf eetly still all
night. We had slept beside open Windows
with only a sheet over us.
Immediately after breakfast I flew to the
forest, for I knew a place where I wanted to
pick berries all by myself. Just as I was
climbing over the fence of the home
hill-pasture, Karl saw me and called out, “ I want
to go with you—it’s mean of you—oh! oh! to
run away from me—I want to go too.”
He made such a hullabaloo with his
scream-ing that I had to stop and wait for him. But
one ought never in the world to humor
screech-ing children, for no good comes of it. How
much better it would have been for Karl if he
had not been with me that long frightful dav in
the forest, and that queer evening in crazy
Ilelen’s hut,—for that is where we finally
found ourselves.
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