ngine!" exclaimed Russ, as the dog kept
on pulling the raft, though Laddie had fallen off. "We'll make it bigger,
Laddie, and then I can ride on it."
"Maybe we both can," said Laddie, who got up out of the water, and waded
to shore.
"No, I guess the two of us would be too heavy for Zip to pull. We'll take
turns," said Russ. "Come on, we'll make a bigger raft. There's lots of
wood out by the barn."
And so the boys did. Russ was stronger than Laddie, and could handle
bigger boards and pieces of wood. Soon the raft was made big enough so
that Russ could stand up on it and not have it sink to the bottom of the
lake near the shore.
"Do you like it? asked Laddie.
"It's lots of fun," answered Russ. "I'm glad you thought of this."
"I was trying to think of a riddle," said Laddie. "It was something about
what makes the lake wet when it rains, and then I saw some pieces of board
floating along and I thought of a raft and I made one."
"And I'm glad you thought of it instead of the riddle," said Russ with a
laugh. "You can't ride on a riddle."
"You could if a riddle was a train or a boat," Laddie said. "And I made
up a riddle about the conductor punching the tickets and they didn't get
mad. Don't you 'member?"
"Oh, yes, I remember," said Russ. "But come on, we'll have some more
rides."
So the boys took turns having Zip pull them along on the raft until the
dog, much as he liked to go into the water after sticks, grew tired and
would not splash out any more.
"Well, we'll play it to-morrow," said Laddie.
"Or this afternoon, maybe," said his brother.
They tied the raft to a tree near shore, leaving the stick fast to the
rope, ready for more fun.
"Mercy, Laddie, what happened to you?" asked Mrs. Bunker, as she saw the
two boys come through the garden up to Grandma Bell's house. "Did you fall
into the water?"
"I--I sorter--sorter--stepped in--off the raft," answered the little boy.
"Oh, it was lots of fun!"
"But you must be more careful," said his mother. "Was th
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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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