o little fellows and stopped eating to walk toward them.
"Here they come!" exclaimed Russ. "Get the sugar ready, Laddie. And there
comes the old ram over from the other side of the field. Save some sugar
for him."
"I will," Laddie said. Then he poured some of the sugar out from the bag
on the ground, and the sheep began to nibble at it.
I am not sure whether sheep like sugar better than salt or not. I should
think they might, and yet salt on some things is better than sugar would
be. I wouldn't like my roast chicken with sugar on it, but I do like it
with salt. Anyhow, the sheep licked up the sugar that Laddie sprinkled on
the grass for them.
"Let me give 'em some!" begged Russ, and he reached for the bag. Just how
it happened the boys did not know, but the bag was knocked from Laddie's
hand, and the rest of the sugar was spilled out on the ground. More sheep
came up and soon all began eating it.
"They like it lots better'n salt!" said Laddie.
"Sure they do!" agreed Russ. "We'll bring more sugar, and we'll tell Mr.
Hixon about it. I guess he'd like to give his sheep the things they like
best. They like 'em to grow good and fat."
The boys were so interested watching the sheep eat the sugar, that they
forgot all about the ram that had seemed so angry because of Margy's red
coat. The first they knew was when they heard a loud:
"Baa-a-a-a-a!"
Then they heard a pounding of hoofs on the ground and the ram came running
at them.
"Oh, look!" cried Russ. "Here he comes! We'd better get on the other side
of the fence! Come on, Laddie!"
"I'm coming!" answered the little fellow. "Hurry!"
"It--it's too bad we didn't save him some sugar," panted Russ, as he and
Laddie ran on. "Maybe that's what makes him mad at us."
"Maybe it is," agreed Laddie. "Hurry, Russ!" he shouted, looking over his
shoulder. "He's coming closer!"
The ram was, indeed, running faster than the boys, and only that they had
a start of him he would have caught them before they got to the fence, and
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.
zdjęcia ślubne Kreskowka Władcy Much - lubisz włatcy móch? Witkiewicz Dobra Powieść dla każdego Falat
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.