doll, whose dress had been torn a little by the rake.
"I'll make believe she's had a terrible time and been sick," said the
little girl, "and I'll give her bread pills."
The rake was carried back to the kitchen garden, Daddy Bunker put on his
coat, which he had taken off to get the doll up from the well, and then
Grandma Bell brought some pails and baskets from the kitchen.
"What are we going to do?" asked Russ.
"We are going after berries," his mother told him.
"Strawberries?" cried Laddie.
"Not this time," said Grandma Bell. "This time we are going to gather
huckleberries."
"Then you must be going to bake huckleberry pies!" exclaimed Daddy Bunker.
"Well, I'll bake some if the children don't eat more berries than they put
in the pails and baskets," said Grandma Bell, with a funny twinkle in her
eyes.
"We won't eat very many," promised Russ. "We'll pick a lot of berries for
the pies, won't we, Laddie?"
"Sure we will!"
Off to the place where the huckleberries grew went the six little Bunkers,
with their mother and their grandmother.
"And I'm coming, too," said Daddy Bunker. "I'm too fond of huckleberry pie
to risk having all the berries go into the children's mouths. I'll go
along and pick some myself, then I'll be sure of one pie at least."
But the six little Bunkers were really very good. Of course, I'm not
saying they didn't eat _some_ berries. You'd do that yourself, when they
grew on bushes all around you. But the children put into the pails and
baskets so many that Grandma Bell said there would be a big pie for daddy,
and several smaller ones for the children.
As the little party of berry pickers came back from the fields late that
afternoon, Russ and Laddie, walking ahead, saw Zip, the dog, dragging
along a piece of rope, fastened to a heavy bit of log.
"He's terrible strong, Zip is," said Laddie. "Look at him pull that log."
"Yes, he is strong," agreed Russ. And then he suddenly cried: "Oh, I know
what we can do!"
"What?" asked Laddie, alw
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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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