"
Then he winked at Pee-Wee.
When he was gone something reminded Pee-Wee to look into the big
lemonade cooler and make sure that it was empty. It was not quite
empty, there being about ten lemon pits, a slice of rind, and a small
piece of ice left in the bottom of it. But this was worth going after
and Pee-Wee went after it. With all his strength he raised the goodly
cooler to a position above his head and tilted it to his mouth. His
arms trembled under its weight, and his hands slipped upon its cold,
beady sides. The several drops of highly diluted lemonade trickled
down into his mouth but the flavory pits and rind remained at bay at
the bottom of the cooler.
They would not roll but they might fall. Pee-Wee held the cooler
up to a perfectly perpendicular position above his upturned face.
Then, oh, horrors! The wet cooler slipped through his hands and the
curly head of Pee-Wee Harris disappeared within it. If the postman
who found him wrestling valiantly with a banana and clinging with
the other hand, could only have seen him in this new and terrible
predicament!
And thus the curly head and terribly frowning countenance of
Scout Harris disappears out of our story into a new realm of joy. ...
THE END
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