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The ba-by in the house and
the ba-by in the barn, are
great friends. The barn ba-
by is not per-mit-ted to come
in-to the house, but the house
ba-by vis-its the barn ev-er-y
day.
The house ba-by is a year
old, and the barn ba-by is
just a year old too; but the
house ba-by can on-ly take
lit-tle trem-bling steps, hold-
ing fast by moth-er's hand,
while the barn ba-by, if he
can on-ly get out of doors,
throws up his heels and runs
a-cross the fields, and no-bod-y
can catch him. The house
ba-by laughs to see him go, and
dear-ly likes his red hair, and
feel his two stout lit-tle horns,
And I think the barn ba-by likes to
feel the soft hand of
his lit-tle
friend
from the
house, for
some-times
there is salt, and
some-times there
is su-gar on the
lit-tle pink palm,
and the barn ba-
by licks it off
with his rough
tongue. Once the barn ba-by
tried to say, "Thank you."
He tried this way: He reached
his head up and licked the
house ba-by's rose-pink cheek. The
house ba-by was scared, and so was the
house ba-by's moth-er—and she ran in-to
the house with him just as fast as she could; and
then pa-pa laughed at them both, and the barn ba-by
stood and looked over the fence for half an hour.
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