rner," said Rose,
his sister. "I was helping mother sweep, and I forgot to put the broom
away. Wait for me, Russ! Don't let the boat start without me!"
"I won't," promised the little boy, as he tossed back a lock of dark hair
which had straggled down over his eyes. They were dark, too, and, just
now, were shining in eagerness as he looked at a queer collection of a
barrel, a box, some chairs, a stool and a few boards, piled together in
the middle of the playroom floor.
"The steamboat will wait for you, Rose," Russ Bunker went on. "But hurry
back," and he began to whistle a merry tune as he moved a footstool over
to one side. "That's one of the paddle-wheels," he told his smaller
brother Laddie, whose real name was Fillmore, but who was always called
Laddie. "That's a paddle-wheel!"
"Why doesn't it go 'round then?" asked Violet, Laddie's twin sister. "Why
doesn't it go 'round, Russ? I thought wheels always went around!" Vi, as
Violet was usually called, loved to ask questions, and sometimes they were
the kind that could not be easily answered. This one seemed to be that
kind, for Russ went on whistling and did not reply.
"Why doesn't the footstool go around if it's a wheel?" asked Vi again.
"Oh, 'cause--'cause----" began Russ, holding his head on one side and
stopping halfway through his whistled tune. "It doesn't go 'round?"
"Oh, I got a riddle! I got a riddle!" suddenly cried Laddie, who was as
fond of asking riddles as Vi was of giving out questions. "What kind of a
wheel doesn't go 'round? That's a new riddle! What kind of a wheel
doesn't go 'round?"
"All wheels go around," declared Russ, who, now that he had the footstool
fixed where he wanted it, had started his whistling again.
"What's the riddle, Laddie?" asked Vi, shaking her curly hair and looking
up with her gray eyes at her brother, whose locks were of the same color,
though not quite so curly as his twin's.
"There she goes again! Asking more questions!" exclaimed Rose, who had
come back from putting awa
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Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.