A Sweetgrass Basket by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Nancy and Flora were going through the garden, stepping between the squash and tomato vines. Nancy’s mother stood in the kitchen door looking after them. “Mind you don’t hit your clothes on the tomatoes!” she called out. “No, we won’t,” they answered back. After they had passed the last bean pole they walked single file …

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