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the mainland, was a large red house, and in it
lived a papa, a mamma, and three children, Sam,
Bob, and their young sister Geraldine. They
owned a boat which was very broad and safe, and
they had all been taught to row and swim. A
pleasant day seldom came, that the children did
not go over to ‘their island” as they called it.

One day Sam said to his father: “I wish there
were a bridge leading from the big Island to the
little one, and then we could eat our luncheon
under the shade of that big tree.”

“Sam, that is a very good idea,” said his
father, “I must build one for you,” and the chil-
dren all shouted in their delight.

“How lovely it will be.”

“Yes,” said the big Island, “I, too, shall like
that very much, for I shall be glad to be connected
with my little son.”

But although he spoke in a loud voice, no one
paid the slightest attention to him. The next time
Mr. Arnold came to the Island he brought with
him on the boat, boards and nails, and before long,
with the boy’s help, a bridge was built. There