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Yes, when I have children, I shall be
awfully striet and decided with them.
It was cool there in the forest. The
sun-shine came in only in golden stripes and spots.
Never in my life have I seen so many
blue-berries and such high blueberry bushes as we
found that day. I pieked and picked.
Mean-while Karl ate and ate, till he was nothing but
one big blueberry stain,—he smeared himself
so with the juice.
“Did Noah have berries with him in the
ark?” asked Karl.
“ No, indeed.”
. “ Then all the blueberries must have been
drowned in the flood.”
“ Ugh, what a silly you are! ”
“ Well, anyway, Noah had cannon with him
in the ark.”
Oh, I get so sick of cannons with Karl!
Whatever he talks about, he always mixes up
something about cannons in it.
It was unspeakably fresh and still in the
forest. I ran from one blueberry patch to an-
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