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Immediate dispatch from Somerset. Nice book in great condition. Pages in excellent condition. No notes or highlighting. See images. Fantastic book.

About the book >.>.> He had hardly spoken before he was thrown on his stomach across the bundle of firewood. It raced through the forest and sent sticks and twigs moss and pebbles flying through the air. Olle was terrified and had to dig his hands into the branches to hold on. The firewood went like the wind flying wildly between hillocks and groves. It galloped over stones and tree stups Olle was tossed and jerked hither and thither he lost his cap and his wooden shoes his face was whipped by bushes and branches and be himself was bellowing like a cow. In a few minutes the firewood reached the small croft where Olle lived. It tore through the gate and into the yard. At the threshold it stopped so abruptly that Olle fell headlong through the door and bumped his head so hard it gave him a sizeable hump “Oh my” said Olle getting to his knees. His mother who believed the pig had slipped into the croft came roshing from the kitchen with her broom. Olle could say nothing bor “Oh my” and “Oh oh” for he was so shaken that he quite forgot about the frog and the snake. (SP)