once one of the largest waves came rolling in so fast thatNissie did not see it. Away slipped the smooth sand from underher little feet. When her mamma looked around, the child wassitting down in the water, dripping wet. Now, what was to be done with a sick baby, ever so many milesfrom home, in wet… … time digging wells and building forts, till the warm sun dried herclothes. Then she was dressed again, and after watching the childrenfor a while flying past in the merry-go-round she went home allthe better for her wetting in the lake. s. A. E. CROWE.
Children's literature, American · Children's literature
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