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IO
IO JOHNNY BLOSSOM
"What kind of a specimen are you?" asked
the stout gentleman.
"I am not a specimen. I am Johnny
Blossom."
"No — are you really?"
Johnny did not see anything to laugh at, yet
they laughed harder than ever.
"May I ask whether it was you that took
the boat-hook out of my sail-boat?"
The stout gentleman had a tight grip on
Johnny’s little red ear.
" Please excuse me about the boat-hook," and
a small brown hand was stretched out and laid
in the merchant’s hand.
"Come now. He shall have a cake," said one
of the ladies. "Here, take more; take these,
and these."
"Why don’t you eat them?" asked another
lady.
"Oh, I’m going to give them to Nils the
fisherman."
"Why is that?"
"Because he lent me his blouse." Johnny
Blossom was exceedingly serious throughout
the whole conversation.
"Good-by." He bowed, his little naked
heels put together in most formal manner.
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