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(1919) [MARC] Author: Dikken Zwilgmeyer
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horrible rattle te-bang of glass and silver. The
cat had sprung right up into a big bowl of
cream and all the cream was running down on
the sofa.

It is a horrible sight to see two quarts of
cream flowing o ver a red velvet sofa! Oh, how
frightened I vas!

“Hold the door shut, Karsten!” I said.
“ Fil try to dry it up.”

With shaking hands I tried to mop up the
cream with mv pocket-handkerchief, while the
cat and the kid lapped and drank the cream
that trickled down to the floor; and Karsten
held the door shut with all his might.

But it was like an ocean of cream. It was
impossible—impossible for me to dry it up.

“ Oh, Karsten! what shall we do? ”

“ It was your cat that did it.”

“ Yes, but your goat ate the stock.”

“ Let’s run away,” said Karsten; and
carry-ing the goat and the cat we rushed up the
narrow cabin stairs. But, O horrors! There
wasn’t any sort of a place where we could

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