Uncle Roger hobbled off to the barn , still holding on to his stomach . `` Do you think he really feels sick ? '' asked the Story Girl anxiously . `` No , I do n't , '' said Felicity . `` You need n't worry over him . There 's nothing the matter with him . I do n't believe there were any needles in that sawdust . Mother sifted it very carefully . '' `` I know a story about a man whose son swallowed a mouse , '' said the Story Girl , who would probably have known a story and tried to tell it if she were being led to the stake . `` And he ran and wakened up a very tired doctor just as he had got to sleep . '' ` Oh , doctor , my son has swallowed a mouse , ' he cried . ` What shall I do ? ' '' ` Tell him to swallow a cat , ' roared the poor doctor , and slammed his door . `` Now , if Uncle Roger has swallowed any needles , maybe it would make it all right if he swallowed a pincushion . '' We all laughed . But Felicity soon grew sober . `` It seems awful to think of eating a sawdust pudding . How on earth did you make such a mistake ? '' `` It looked just like cornmeal , '' said the Story Girl , going from white to red in her shame . `` Well , I 'm going to give up trying to cook , and stick to things I can do .
And if ever one of you mentions sawdust pudding to me I 'll never tell you another story XXXXX long as I live . ''
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