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For the kernels were all wet and slippery and Bawly couldn’t very well hold his paw full of corn, and swim at the same time. So he had to let go of the corn, and up he popped. “Oh!” cried Arabella, when she saw he didn’t have any corn. “I’m so sorry! What shall we do? We need the corn for supper.”
“Could you jump over that stump?” asked the fox, pointing to a big one. “Easily,” answered Bawly, and he did it, lemons and all. “Ha! Here is a hard one,” said the fox. “Could you jump over my head?” “Easily,” replied Bawly, and he did it, lemons and all. “Well, you certainly are a good jumper,” spoke the fox, wagging his bushy tail with a puzzled air. “I know something you can’t do, though.”
“Oh, I guess she’s going to eat it,” said Bawly. “If you want us to help you, we will, won’t we, Bully?” he added. “Sure,” said Bully, hungry like. “Oh, indeed, that’s very kind of you boys,” replied Nellie, politely, “but you see I’m not eating this chocolate. I am selling it for our school.
He was hopping home, hoping his mamma would give him and his brother Bawly some of the cake when it was baked, when, just as he came near a pond of water he heard some one crying. Oh, such a sad, pitiful cry as it was, and at first Bully thought it might be some bad wolf, or fox, or owl, crying because it hadn’t any dinner, and didn’t see anything to catch to eat for supper.
There was Bully No-Tail, and his brother Bawly No-Tail, and the reason Bawly had such a funny name was because when he was a little baby he used to cry a good bit. And once he cried so much that he made a lot more water in the pond than should have been there, and it ran over, just like when you put too much milk in your glass, and made the ground all wet.
But, would you believe me, while he was eating, those mosquitoes had sneaked up and taken away his bean shooter. “Oh, this is terrible!” cried Bawly, as he saw that his tin shooter was gone. “Now I can’t fight them any more.”
And then school was over and all the children ran out to play and Bawly thought he never had had so much fun in all his life as when he and Bully and some of the others had a ball game, and Bawly knocked a fine home run.
“Let’s have another little dance!” suggested Bully. “No,” replied Bawly, “let’s jump down the well and have a drink of the new water that hasn’t any fishes in it.” So, without thinking what they were doing, down they leaped into the well, almost failing on Grandpa Croaker’s bald head, and carrying down with them the rope, by which they had been pulling up the pails of dirt.
“Oh, Bully and Bawly,” she said, as she turned around from the blackboard, where she was drawing a picture of a house, so the children could better learn how to spell it, “I am sorry to hear you whispering. You will both have to stay in after school.”
Perhaps you would like to come to the store with me.” “What are you going to get?” asked Bawly, curious like. “Some kernels of corn for supper,” answered Arabella, “and I also have a penny to spend for myself. I am going to get some watercress candy, and—” “Oh, I’ll gladly come to the store with you,” cried Bawly, real excited like. “I’ll go right along.
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