The Shoo-Fly Pie [antikvár]

The cMilkmaid "Too Young!" Debby Weissfinger thought these were the two nastiest words in the English language. Here she was, eight years old already, and people were always telling her she was too young. "Let me milk Star!" Debby coaxed nearly every evening, as she watched her father in the barn of their farm. The milk spurted out of the cow like soda at the drug store fountain. "Ach, na, Debby, you're too young !" Pop answered, as he shifted the tobacco lump from one cheek to the other, and winked at her playfully. "I bet you don't know even which teat gives milk and which gives cream!" Debby grinned at his joke. "Sure I know!" she said. "Ain't, I watched you milk every day since I was a bubbely ?" Debby loved to argue. But Pop didn't like to argue. "Did you loose the asparagus vis a fork, Hke your Mom said?" he asked her, for it was nearly springtime, and this was one of Debby's chores. ipiiiiiiiii, ,