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Updated: May 8, 2025
"How shall I know when to give him the pills, doctor?" asked Dinah. Grand-daddy scratched his head. He did not wish to lend his watch. "It takes half an hour to trot from here to Polly-Wog Bridge and back," he decided. "Send a little Skunk to the bridge and give Simon two pills every time the little Skunk gets home. It will keep that little Skunk out of mischief who set the fire.
Whiskers. "Dot and Silvy are helping Granny make our rooms cosy, and I am going to visit my first patient." "I want Limpy-toes to go over to Polly-Wog Bridge and help get my boat afloat upon the Lake. I mean to catch some fish and have Belindy fry 'em for dinner." "Limpy-toes has gone with Nimble-toes to fetch a load of wood. They will soon be at home.
Uncle Squeaky sometimes took them for a sail upon Pond Lily Lake; they fished from Polly-Wog Bridge and went splashing about in the water dressed in their bathing-suits. Then there were merry parties of berry pickers who spent the day in the shady woods picking blueberries and raspberries for Mother Graymouse and Aunt Squeaky to preserve.
So the seven little patchwork sewers climbed into Limpy-toes' wonderful automobile. "Be careful of that bandage, Teenty," warned Dr. Grand-daddy. "I don't want you to bleed any more." Away they whizzed; along the blue Lakeside, by Polly-Wog Bridge, through the Pine Grove, and up Laurel Lane, only stopping now and then while Limpy-toes twisted up the spring and the kiddies gathered wild flowers.
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