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this way." He grabbed hold of a little green stem with his trunk, twisted it around, gave it a yank, and up it came. Little Elephant thought he would try one. It came out so easily he pulled another and another.
"Didn't I tell you it was fun?" asked Uncle Oliver. "You'll soon have it all weeded." Then Uncle Oliver went away to saw wood and pump some water.
Little Elephant kept on pulling, tossing the weeds into a nice pile. "I'll just pull them all out," he thought, "and surprise Uncle Oliver." The pile grew bigger and bigger.
When Uncle Oliver came back carrying a pail of water in his trunk, he stopped to look. Then he dropped the bucket of water with a great splash. "Bless my soul!" he cried. Uncle Oliver always said that when he was excited. "Bless my soul! You've pulled up all your onions!"
Little Elephant felt like crying when he saw what he had done. All his lovely green onions! He blinked
