Kernel Cob And Little Miss SweetcloverMitchell, George
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Kernel Cob And Little Miss Sweetclover
Mitchell, George
Adventure stories; Dolls -- Juvenile fiction; Fantasy literature; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
So after Kernel Cob dug their names in the ice with his sword, they
got on their sled and Speed started off again.
"How do you know how to go to Yukon?" asked Sweetclover.
"Oh, I've been over the ice lots and lots of times," said he.
And they travelled all day.
"I never saw such a long day," said Kernel Cob, "the sun doesn't seem
to go down, but only round and round."
"That's because we are so high on the earth," said Speed. "Some nights
are six months long."
But nothing could induce Kernel Cob to believe this, "For," said he,
"I won't believe anything more about the world as long as I live."
And after a few days they came to a place where the ice was broken,
and they had to cross by floating on huge cakes of ice, which was very
exciting.
They were crossing on one of these once, and Kernel Cob and
Sweetclover had gone across with Speed, when the cake of ice on which
they were waiting for Jackie Tar, split suddenly, and Jackie Tar was
left behind on a small piece.
In vain they tried to catch him and slowly but surely he began to
drift away from them farther and farther, and all they could do was to
watch him fade out of sight.
"Oh," cried Sweetclover, "we shall never see him again.
"Will he be killed?"
"I don't know," said Speed. "He's got a good chance of being picked up
by a vessel, if he ever floats down south far enough."
"Oh, I hope so," cried Sweetclover, "for he is such a brave sailor and
was so good to us."
And after Kernel Cob and Sweetclover had said a prayer to the fairies
to take good care of Jackie Tar, they drove away in their sled and at
length came to the Yukon.
[Illustration]
A PRAYER FOR JACKIE TAR
Do not think it very nice
To travel on a cake of ice
Except in Summer when it's hot;
But in the Winter, when it's not
And icy winds blow in my face
I like an open fireplace
Where I can watch the glowing flames
Or play upon the floor with games.
So let us say a fervent prayer
That Jackie Tar may land somewhere
Beyond the sweep of wind and storm
Where he may find it safe and warm.
[Illustration]
[Illustration]
CHAPTER XXII
When they reached the Yukon, they told Speed not to go near the city
or wait where he was, for they had been captured so often by people
they wanted to stay away from them. So Speed took them up into the
hills where they made their camp.
But they hadn't been there a day when Speed was caught by a number of
men, and again Kernel Cob and Sweetclover were left alone to work
things out the best way they could.
Sweetclover was very much discouraged, for said she: "Now that we are
here and have lost all our friends, and with no one to help us, I
don't see how we are ever to find Jackie and Peggs' motheranfather."
But that only made Kernel Cob the more determined.
"I've told you a thousand times that I'll find them, and find them I
will."
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