' They're going to have fried chickens,' maid Dick. • And appleaatica. And cherry-pie. Oh. don't I wish I had ..
... floating piece of cloth-of-gold. ' Here you are again !' said Dick. 'Com on, Com mender-in-Chief !' ' He had found some ripe blackberries in the wood and eaten them, greedily—and now he ran after th erratic flight of the butterfly in somewhat bett spirits. ...