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All the ti for Alh, and he thought his little pig should have so wad of the soft, brown candy and dropped it over the edge of the porch into Lucy’s wide-open mouth

Then they all pulled candy They pulled it into long strands, and doubled the strands, and pulled again Every time they doubled it, they took a bite

It was very sticky It stuck to their teeth and their fingers and their faces, soot in their hair and stuck there It should have become hard and brittle, but it didn’t They pulled and they pulled; still it was soft and sticky Long past bedtiave it up and went to bed

Nextin the yard Her tail hung li down She did not squeal when she saw him She shook her head sadly and wrinkled her nose

Where her white teeth should have been, there was a smooth, brown streak

Lucy’s teeth were stuck together with candy! She could not eat, she could not drink, she could not even squeal She could not grunt But when she saw Al, she ran

Almanzo yelled for Royal They chased Lucy all around the house, under the snowball bushes and the lilacs They chased her all over the garden Lucy whirled and dodged and ducked and ran like anything All the time she didn’t make a sound; she couldn’t Her mouth was full of candy

She ran between Royal’s legs and upset hi on his nose She tore through the peas, and squashed the ripe toes Eliza Jane kept telling Royal and Almanzo to catch her Alice ran after her

At last they cornered her She dashed around Alice’s skirts Al hole down the front of his blouse

Als Royal pried her mouth open and scraped out the candy Then how Lucy squealed! She squealed all the squeals that had been in her all night and all the squeals she couldn’t squeal while they were chasing her, and she ran screa to her pen

“Almanzo James Wilder, just look at yourself!” Eliza Jane scolded He couldn’t, and he didn’t want to

Even Alice was horrified because he had wasted candy on a pig And his blouse was ruined; it could be patched, but the patch would show

“I don’t care,” Allad it was a whole week before Mother would know

That day they ain, and they ate the last cake Alice said she kne to oing to go sit in the parlor

Alht that wouldn’t be any fun But Eliza Jane said: