Four Little Blossoms at Oak Hill School

Dot rang the bell and waited quietly, but Twaddles kept hopping up and down the steps. He was down, when the door opened suddenly and he was so afraid Dot would go in and leave...

Meg and Bobby postponed their thoughts till they had taken the kittens out to the garage and fed them. They begged a piece of rug from Norah and an old box from Sam, and they ma...

A little girl in a checked gingham dress was at the end of the line of children who marched out from the room across the hall, and, obedient to a look from Miss Mason, Meg follo...

The board fence surrounding the corner lot was plastered with gorgeous circus posters of prancing yellow lions, ladies in gauzy skirts riding on pretty ponies, and mischievous m...

"I don't know what to think," sighed Miss Mason. "I am heartily sorry I ever brought the book to school. And, Robert, I thought it my duty to speak to Mr. Carter about this. You...

The children put their books away thankfully and trooped out into the yard. Miss Mason, after putting up every window, as was her custom, went across the hall to the teachers' r...

"I'll get killed if I'm found out," he declared, "but Tim Roon did it, Bobby. I saw him. He spilled ink all over it, 'cause he was sore at Miss Mason. An' he wouldn't let me tell."

When Meg and Bobby came home from school that afternoon they brought the news that each had been given a Thanksgiving recitation to learn. Miss Mason did not feel as sure as she...

Meg was, as her family said, "crazy" about all animals, and kittens were her special delight. But then Bobby didn't like the idea of drowning four helpless little cats in the ic...

Father Blossom took down the receiver and said "Hello!" Then they heard him ask a quick, low question or two, and then he laughed. How he laughed! He threw back his head and fai...

"There's a queer looking stone," said Bobby, who had been pulling at Sam's sleeve to attract his attention. "See it down there? Slow up, and you will. There! Let me get out and...

He tipped the rocking-chair over on its side and turned the curved back so that it fenced in a space between two straight chairs. Looking through the carved rounds, if you had a...

Then she proceeded to question the other boys. Palmer Davis admitted that he had been in the room during recess, to get a pencil, he said. And Henry Graham, a boy in the first g...

"Charles Black!" ejaculated Miss Mason, "what do you mean by this nonsense? You can't go to the blackboard, and you can't go downstairs. Are you sick? Why can't you go?"

"My, I'll bet he's mad!" said Bobby. Tim was standing in the mud, trying to scrape some of it off his clothes. His cap was gone and great patches of mud clung to his face and ha...

"Mice," said Sam. "Traps no good. But Annabel Lee is clearing 'em out, all right. She's a fine mouser. And the prettiest manners! You put the dish down and watch her and Fill-Up...

"You see," explained Bobby, as the children turned down the street that led past the schoolhouse, "primary school isn't so awfully important. That's why the grammar and high sch...

Bobby did not even hear these. He was hitting wherever he could, and grunting like a small pig as Tim rained blows upon him. Tim was so much older and stronger that all the adva...