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Updated: June 23, 2025
It used to be in the Saratov The doorman rushed, and was so fine; But now all drive me in the neck, Give for a split, oh brother mine." "Gentlemen!" suddenly exclaimed Roly-Poly with pathos, cutting short his singing and smiting himself on the chest. "Here I behold you, and know that you are the future generals Skobelev and Gurko; but I, too, in a certain respect, am a military hound.
One day, when Mab and Hal had started out with their father who was going to show them how to dig potatoes, which is not as easy as it sounds, the children suddenly heard a yelping and barking sound in Mr. Porter's garden. "There's Roly-Poly in trouble again!" called Mr. Blake. "Yes, and he's hurt, too!" added Hal, for the little poodle was yelping as if in pain.
Rilla, whose best friends could not deny her share of vanity, thought her face would do very well, but worried over her figure, and wished her mother could be prevailed upon to let her wear longer dresses. She, who had been so plump and roly-poly in the old Rainbow Valley days, was incredibly slim now, in the arms-and-legs period. Jem and Shirley harrowed her soul by calling her "Spider."
You see, he is so round and fat and roly-poly that to run makes him puff and blow. Johnny Chuck's eyes danced with excitement as he peered into the Old Briar-patch, trying to see Peter Rabbit. "Peter! Peter Rabbit! Oh, Peter!" he called. No one answered. Johnny Chuck looked disappointed. It was the middle of the morning, and he had thought that Peter would surely be at home then.
"You M'haley Gibbs," called the woman, "don't you let Ca'line Allison lean agin that bo'd. It'll upset Sweety into the bar'l." Her warning came too late, for even as she called the slight board was pushed off its foundations by the weight of the roly-poly Ca'line Allison, and the pickaninny went down into the barrel as suddenly as a candle is snuffed out by the wind.
Down it came and hit Johnny Chuck right on the tip of his funny, black, little nose. "Oh!" said Johnny Chuck, and tumbled right over back off the log. But Johnny Chuck was so round and so fat and so roly-poly that it didn't hurt him a bit. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed Happy Jack up in the tree. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" laughed Johnny Chuck, picking himself up. Then they both laughed together.
Did a drunken tramp happen to kick up a row, I was always the first to confront him, and, from my majestic and roly-poly height of two feet six inches, demand what he wanted. A digging started near us and was worked by a score of two dark-browed sons of Italy. They made mother nervous, and she averred they were not to be trusted, but I liked and trusted them.
"If the ice is too thin you will break through, and go into the cold water. We must be very careful, I will see if it is thick enough." Mab waited for her father and Hal to come to where she was standing. Roly-Poly did not wait, however. Down he rushed to the frozen pond. "Oh, come back! Come back!" cried Mab. "You'll go through the ice, Roly!" But Roly-Poly paid no attention.
His tail just stayed on him, but he whirled around and around trying to get hold of it in his mouth, and he was having a good time doing it. "There is one of the enemies you'll have to fight if you make a garden," said Daddy Blake with a smile. "Who?" asked Hal. "Your dog, Roly-Poly. Dogs, when they get in a newly planted garden, often dig up the seeds, just as chickens do.
"It's alive!" cried Sammie. "Look, it's rollin'!" And so the scooped-out pumpkin was moving! It was rolling to and fro on the porch and, for a moment, Hal and Mab did not know what to think. Then, all of a sudden, they heard a noise like: "Bow-wow! Ki-yi!" "Oh, it's Roly-Poly!" exclaimed Mab. "He's in the pumpkin," shouted Hal. And so the little poodle dog was.
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