Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island

Name: Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island
Author: Mabel C. Hawley

by Mabel C. Hawley

Pages: about 89
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 1.6 h at 250 wpm

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Half of a small boy protruded from the oven, his stout tan shoes waving convulsively.
"Twaddles!" Nora coming into her orderly kitchen was amazed. "Glory be, child, are you making toast of yourself?"
The shoes gave a final wriggle and Twaddles deftly backed out of the oven, turning to show a flushed face and a pair of dark, dancing eyes.
"What are ye doing?" insisted Norah curiously. "The sponge cake was baked and put away hours ago."
"Oh, I don't want any of your sponge cake," Twaddles assured her loftily, forgetting, perhaps, the many times he had hung around the kitchen door during Norah's baking and teased for "just one bite." "I'm life-saving, Norah."
Twaddles sat down comfortably on the stone hearth before the old-fashioned coal range and began to clean caked mud from the soles of his shoes.
"It's a robin," he explained. "A sick robin, Norah. I found him on the grass, and he was too cold and wet to fly. Mother used to put 'em in the oven when she was a little girl and that made 'em all well again."
"You'll scorch him," said Norah, stooping down to look. "That oven is nearly hot enough to bake biscuit in, Twaddles. Wait, I'll wrap your robin up in cotton and we'll put him on the shelf warmer; that's about the temperature he needs."
Twaddles, assured of expert attention for his patient, scrambled to his feet.
"I have to go out in front and watch for Daddy," he announced importantly. "I want to see what color the new car's painted. Sam said to be sure and write him."
"You take the brush pan and broom," she directed Twaddles, "and brush up that mud. Wasn't it only this morning your mother was telling you not to be making extra work?"

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Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island

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