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THE BUTTERFLY BABIES’ BOOK WATERMELON PETE AND OTHERS GRANDDAD COCO NUT’S PARTY DOLLY AND MOLLY AT THE SEASHORE DOLLY AND MOLLY AT THE CIRCUS DOLLY AND MOLLY AND THE FARMER MAN DOLLY AND MOLLY ON CHRISTMAS DAY
THE BUTTERFLY BABIES’ BOOK THE DOLLY AND MOLLY SERIES GRANDDAD COCO NUT’S PARTY
LITTLE BABY ELEPHANT AND HIS NEW CLOTHES 36
THE LITTLE BROWN DOG AND THE LITTLE WHITE CAT 64
Once there was a little darky boy, and his name was Watermelon Pete. They called him Watermelon Pete because his mouth was just the shape of a _big_, slice of _ripe_ watermelon.
One night when old Mr. Moon was looking in Watermelon Pete’s window, and shining so bright that he couldn’t go to sleep at _all_, all at once he began to feel hungry. And he said, “Oh, dear, I wish I had a nice _big_ piece of watermelon to eat!”
And then a naughty little Blackie, who was sitting on Watermelon Pete’s bedpost, just _hoping_ that he would want to get out of bed and get into mischief, said, “I know where there are some watermelons. Farmer Brown has some down in his watermelon patch.”
And Watermelon Pete _listened_ to what the naughty little Blackie said, and then he _crawled_ out of bed, and ran, oh, so fast, down to the fence, and _scrooged_ through a hole in the fence, and ran--pitter-patter, with his little bare black feet--down the path to the watermelon vines.
Then he ate, and he ate, and he _ate_, so many watermelons! And by and by he went to sleep under a watermelon vine. And Mr. Moon went to bed.
Then pretty soon old Mr. Rooster woke up and said, “Cock-a-doodle-doo-oo! Farmer Brown, I’m calling you-oo-o! It’s time to get up!”
So Farmer Brown got up and dressed himself, and went out of doors. And then Farmer Brown said, “Well, I guess I’ll go and see my watermelons.” And when he got there he said, “Why!” just like that. “Why, where are all my lovely watermelons?”