Four Little Blossoms on Apple Tree Island

d Bobby with madd

s pieces of the fence were old and rotten and when he put his foot on

explain at last. "Daddy drove our car right in between three tree

ile to a point he considered a proper distance from the opening in the

e cried, makin

every one except Bobby, went through the hole in

ring," said Palme

egged Meg. "I c

, holding the wheel tightly, pedaled through the hole, though more slowly than Bobby had done. Palmer Davis was w

the disappointed Palmer, who felt better then and helped Bob

n the same room, stayed behind to clean her desk, a favorite occupation with the little girls. Miss Mason, the teacher, was w

howl rose from the school yard, the cry of

s Mason, hurrying to the wind

uder and louder

ike that," said Miss Mason practica

a crowd of boys surrounding the crying one and more boys hurrying from every part of the yard. Th

ssed instantly, "He mu

Mason to reason out, if she could, what connect

was really principal of the grammar school, where he spent most of his time, leaving the primary grades under the control of Miss Wright, the vice-principal. But he spent a

Carter. "I didn't know he was going to be h

inly making a great noise. He continued to scream,

ailed Palme

the children and stooping down to Palmer, who was huddled in a heap on the ground, his feet and the

hat he had a bump over one eye. The sleeve of his

s left by tears and dirt on Palmer's round face. "No bones broken, laddie, and Miss Wright will fix that lip wi

the outside of the crowd, experience

Mr. Carter, righting the automobile

hose pickets?" he

ted Bobby in a v

ded and Mr. Carter turned

ses," he directed the

want to sp

not without many a backward gl

me about it," sugges

s father had landed the car in the bushes; he told about his scheme t

ned the battered Palmer. "First try I hit the side

said a voice unexpectedly. "You're always ready t

to desert Bobby in trouble, and had come

tried not

e damaged the school property. What do you suppose Mr. Hornbeck would sa

hing Bobby had

astily. "Honestly, I never th

y that doesn't belong to you. I think to help you remember another time, we'll say you must mend the fence this morni

fter school with him, too. It's just as much my fault-I k

ked at the lit

e with Miss Mason," he said. "I think Bobby is

t is easier to destroy things than to mend them, and after they had stayed till half past four that night and Mother Blossom had heard the reason a

"Hunting grasshoppers," Twaddles said, as Mother B

Meg scornfully. "They never come till it's hot in

m. Her blue serge skirt and a fresh middy blouse lay over a chair and Twaddles knew she would wear them to school the next day. W

Hurry up. Mother says she wants t

ing as though something

ing downstairs. "Daddy has telephoned that he won't be home to supper and we may take

Twaddles, who never could keep

en grass and gray rocks and crooked old apple trees and is

ther?" asked Meg. "A

owns a bungalow on Apple Tree Island, and this summer he and his family are going to Englan

it be fun to live on an island like Robi

Blossom

she answered. "I'm not sur