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lady smiling. ** Anyway they would 

 wither up, and die in a few days/' 



" What a pity," said Peter, " that any- 

 thing so beautiful should die." 



" I've brought you some milk to 

 drink," said Peter's new friend. *' I 

 want you to drink lots of milk every day 

 and get strong." 



Peter took the mug, but looked doubt- 

 fully into its contents. " That ain't so 

 blue looking as our milk," he said. " I 

 guess it is a different kind." 



*' I guess it is too," replied the lady. 

 " That is right from the cow." 



" Then that's the reason," said Peter re- 

 assured. " Milk in the city all comes 

 out of cans, and of course that would be 

 different from milk out of a cow, but it 

 is good." 



You would have been surprised to have 

 seen how the milk from the cow, and fresh 



