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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour Harry's Island — 3. Graduation and Good News (1908)

Harry looked troubled, failing to see the smile which quivered around the corners of Roy’s mouth.
“I—I’m afraid I can’t make an omelet, Roy,” she said dejectedly. “You see, they always get burned on the bottom; and then I never can flop them over. You know they have to be flopped over?” Roy nodded sympathetically.
“I always flop them before I cook them,” said Chub sententiously.
“How can you?” asked Harry, indignantly.
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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour Harry's Island — 3. Graduation and Good News (1908)

Just here Dick pushed him off the steps.
“Isn’t he the silliest thing?” asked Harry. And then, returning to the subject of omelets: “But I could get mama to show me how, Roy.”
“What I want to know is,” said Chub as he crawled back up the steps, “is where all the eggs are coming from. I can eat three myself when I’m in camp, and you know what an appetite Dickums has!”
“We’ll hire a hen,” suggested Roy.
“We have lots of eggs,” said Harry. “I’ll bring some over every morning.”
“And a few doughnuts,” begged Chub.
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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour Harry's Island — 3. Graduation and Good News (1908)

He feels terribly bad about losing the race.”
“I’m not making fun of him,” denied Chub, indignantly. “The idea! Only if I had a sunstroke I’d be proud to show it around! I’d be pleased purple if fellows would ask me—”
“I’ll bet a dollar that’s what’s the matter with you,” laughed Dick. “It’s affected your brain.”
“Pretty smart sun if it found Chub’s brain,” added Roy.
“Enjoy yourselves,” said Chub, cheerfully. “Get into the game, Harry; find your little hammer! Here, there’s a monotony about this conversation that wearies me. I’m going out in the canoe. Anybody want to come along?”
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