ed. "Oh, she's shucking fine, Laddie--just
like an ear of corn!"
"Dandy!" exclaimed Laddie. "It's too bad Rose didn't wait to see what we
were doing. This is fun!"
"I'm here now! And you just give me my doll!" cried Rose. "I told mamma on
you, that's what I did!"
The grinding noise kept up for a moment or two longer, and the laughter of
the two little boys could be heard. Then Mrs. Bunker, followed by Rose,
went into the corncrib. Mrs. Bunker saw a curious sight.
Standing at one side of the corn-shelling machine was Russ, turning the
big wheel, which went round quite easily. On the other side was Laddie,
and in his hat he was catching a little stream of yellow shoe buttons that
came down through the spout.
"Boys! Boys! What are you doing?" cried Mrs. Bunker.
"Hello, Mother!" cried Russ. "She shucks dandy. All the buttons are coming
off, just the way Tom made the kernels of corn come off the cobs for the
chickens! Look!" and he pointed to the buttons dropping from the tin
spout into Laddie's hat.
"Oh, my doll! My nice doll!" cried Rose. "She'll be spoiled now. She won't
have any buttons left! Oh, I--I'm mad at you!" and she cried again and
stamped first one foot and then the other at Laddie and Russ.
"Oh, you mustn't do that," said Mrs. Bunker gently.
"I don't care!" pouted Rose, half tearfully. "They ought not to shuck all
the buttons off my doll!"
"Are you doing that, Russ?" asked his mother.
"Yes'm. But Rose said we could, and then, after she let us take her doll,
she wanted it back, and we can't get her out till she goes through the
shucker and all her buttons come off. Then she'll pop out the other spout
like an ear of corn."
"Here she comes!" shouted Laddie. "All the buttons are off now! But, gee!
you can sew more on, Rose. And here's your doll!"
As he spoke the doll dropped from a tin spout on the other side of the
machine, at the place where the shelled cobs dropped out. And there
wasn't a single yellow shoe button left on the doll.
"Oh--oh, dea
Notka biograficzna
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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