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But the result of the call was that at the end of the week Dr King

went up to the Stuffed Animal House

"We are shipwrecked!" cried Mrs Richie, as she saw hiarden path towards the barn Her face was flushed and gay, and

her hair, shaken fro in two

braids down her back She had had a swing put up under the big

buttonwood beside the stable, and David, cli to be dashed, side wise, on to the rocks of the

carriagehere Mrs Richie stood ready to catch hih to the shore In an endeavor to save

hi sea which his playmate had pointed out to

hiown and

tearing her collar apart, leaving throat, white and round, open to the

hot sun Before the doctor reached her, she caught her dress together,

and twisted her hair into a knot "You can't keep things s

David sighed, and looked into the carriage-house In that jungle--Mrs

Richie had called it a jungle--ild beasts; there were also

crackers and apples--or to be exact, breadfruit and citrons--hanging

froh of course, as

thoughtful persons know, they were trees; David was to gather these

tropical spoils, and then escape from the leopard, the shark, the