Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ookoutthebrandnewhundreddolrbillfromthecrookofherarmandhaotheowner.

    “Givemeabottleofgoodwhiskeyaherestforyourtip”saidhegrandly.Theowookthebill,happytogetaricherinsuchbadeictimes,buthewasalsoalittlesuspiciousofthisstrandish-lookingdwarfwithawhitebeard.Hetookacoloredpenandmadeafewstrokesonthebill,butnothingged.Thentakingtheneerandherubbedthehundred-dolrbillonitbutnoeoffeither.“Thislooksokayandperhapsisnotterfeit”hethought.Thedwarflookedonandughed.

    “Youwon’tfindanythingfwswiththisbill”hesaid.

    “Thenthere’ssomethingwrongwithit?”askedtheowner.

    “Ofcoursenot”heamended,awarethathealmostgavetheshowaway.“Thisisagenuinebillsoyouwillnotfindanythingwrongwithit.”TheowookdownabottleofgoodwhiskeyfromtheshowcaseandgaveittoDwarfMickeytogetherwiththege.DwarfMickeytooktheliquorandpushedthegebacktotheownersaying,“That’sforyou.”Theownerwasveryhappyandthankedhimprofusely.TheyounggirlcarriedDwarfMickeyouttothepavementahimdownontheground.

    “Thankyou,mygood-heartedss”saidtheolddwarf.“YoodheartwillgetitsjustrewardandIamsureyouwillfindagoodjob.Youmayevenwinthegrandlottoprize.”Thegirlsawthebusshewaocatingtowardsherandranforit.TurningbacktoDwarfMickeyshewavedgoodbye.

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    “Thankyou,goodsir”shesaid.“Haveaniceday”andquicklyclimbedontoherbus.DwarfMickeysawalittlepieceofwhitepaperdriftdowntotheground.Hepickeditupandshookhisheadwhehatitwasthelottoticketshehadjustbought.HethenwalkedbatothenarrowalleywithMr.Fiillinhispocket.

    DwarfMickeycuppedhishandandpouredsomeliquorintoit.